The following story is entirely a work of fiction. The characters are not based on any particular celebrity but the story is about fictional characters, who are celebrities in the story. The music used in this story is music by the band Coldplay and I mention Liam Gallagher in this chapter. ------------ After a month without seeing my friends, having Jorda...
Left Behind – Part 1 Cruising out to Rick's on my sled I was enjoying the cool weather and familiar surroundings this visit back home was doing for me. It had been almost a year since a promotion transported me away from the rolling, piney wood hillsides, soft green grass and beautifully, majestic magnolias of my birthplace. A sense of dread over the long...
"This is Claude, Claude Barbier, Neal. He'll be living with us this summer. He's a concert pianist. French." "I've heard interesting things about you, young man," the Frenchman said. "I'm looking forward to getting to know you better." This was how I was greeted coming off the train in Gunzenhausen, an ancient Bavarian town on a large lake, Muhr am See, be...
"This is fucking bullshit!" Mikey wadded up the newspaper and threw it across the room. "They shouldn't even have been allowed to enter. Having Cole Rhoads as part of the band is a fucking joke. This is supposed to be for amateur bands, not seasoned musicians." "Dude, take a chill pill." Kassidy Lane, the pirate from the Halloween party, was stretched out a...
The following is wholly fictional. Comments and suggestions are greatly appreciated! * Scott was your typical college male. He was around 5'9" tall, with short tussled dirty brown hair. Scott was athletic and toned, having played baseball all throughout high school. He was also a ladies man, with a smile and sweet talk that could get almost any woman into...
High School: Confusion *1* All throughout high school, I was the kid that always couldn't wait to get the fuck out of here. Westbrook high school was a nightmare, in my mind. It was filled with rude guys, bitchy girls, and teachers that didn't seem to understand for a second what it felt like to be a teenager. It sucks. Being a gay teenager is probably ha...
I guess it wasn't a year after I got married I started figuring out I was looking for something more. Nothing emotional- my wife's great company- but sexually. I created a screenname she didn't know about and started surfing the Porn Sites-tame at first but I found myself exclusively bookmarking the Transexual and gay sites. After a night of drinking and the...
(Written by request for a satin fetish story by James A.) The music swells and the lights dim under the big tent, as the excitement builds in the audience and the buzzing conversations subside with the rising expectation that something—something special—is about to happen. Strobing lights and laser beams come up, gyrating around on the floor below and under...
Steve Cahill grinned with a certain nasty pleasure at the idea of what he might do with his new slave. The poor fellow had to shower to clean up from the scat and golden showers frequently forced on him. He frankly stank like a sewer, if Steve were to be honest with Eve, the man's sadistic Mistress/wife. He gathered that poor Adam had suffered a great deal...
Griffin's POV School is in full swing and I'm really enjoying it so far. I haven't declared my major yet, but I'm pretty sure it's going to be English Education. I've wanted to be an English teacher since I was in elementary school. Right now I'm just focusing on getting my general requirements out of the way. Graham is in only one of my classes, Geology 1...