** A note to readers: This is a fairly long story broken up into chapters, so there is no immediate sex. If that's what you're after then you're better off looking somewhere else. A word of warning- I am Australian and this piece is set in Australia, so forgive any differences in spelling, word choice or vernacular, or anything else that might seem irregul...
He gives me a taste of his world and I try not to feel out of place... Thanks so much for your positive, kind words about my work! It really does keep me going, even if the going is slow (for which I am sorry). * * * * * I am dragged out of the curiously dreamless solace of slumber by an incessant buzzing. My alarm- ugh. I reach under my pillow, where I k...
8===> The last day at the beach, the trip home, and the confession When we awoke the next morning, both Greg and I snickered as we discovered we were both not only as hard as rock as usual, but also wet and sticky from all the pre we had oozed as we slept curled together. We managed to get up and get into out suits for the beach without Trent or Ethan notic...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story is a continuation of the series about Chris Donaldson and Justin Corvino, who were roommates during their sophomore year of college. While living together, Justin turned Chris into his personal cocksucker and submissive - a fate Chris initially resisted, but eventually came to love. Along the way, Chris had other admirers. He gave u...
*This story contains gay incest and gay incest themes.* ***** When all was said and done, my brief engagement with the Reverend and his kin netted me $65,000. More than enough, I thought, to justify my efforts. I sold all of his furniture as a group, as well as some other choice items I found stored in the house. There was even a complete set of pink Russ...
It's true. We desire cock. Our wives have no idea what goes on inside of us with this desire to submit...to cock. We hide it from everyone but in our minds it's a runaway train. To touch, feel, pull on, sniff, rub our faces in it, lick it, taste it, suck cock. We've done it before, maybe a short time or a long time ago. The specter of guilt and shame dampens...
The prologue In an East London flat live two men with not the simplest of lives... no! The black market was becoming more popular then ever in this day and age, and was the easiest place to traffic, hidden within the dark places, amongst the dregs of society. Calvin supplied the smack; Theo the delivery boy, and with their manager, Andrew, they worked t...
The Adventures of Urlen, Chapter 11 The dim light from the car's dashboard was just sufficient for me to see the last dribbles from Fred's splendid cock reach my thumb and forefinger, which were wrapped warmly round his pulsating shaft. His shapely dickhead gleamed softly as the sticky/slippery spunk finished its last ooze and the spasms came to an end. He...
CHAPTER 2: ABREACTION The night Coach Henry Jacobs of Jefferson Davis High was living out his fantasies with Asad Udovicic, the school's star quarterback, Anthony Breslin had been the same thing he was doing now- furiously masturbating to his own. On the whole, Anthony's erotic longings were quite a few shades less disturbing than the Coach's. Breslin ha...
I've submitted this story for the 2017 Valentine's Day Story contest. Currently it's just a short story, but it could easily be extended to novella length. If you'd like to see a longer version, please vote for it in the contest and leave feedback for me as to your wishes. Thanks, Josh =========================== I had finally graduated from high school!!!...