AUTHOR'S WARNING: This story contains incest, watersports and unprotected sexual activities. ***** December rolled around again and I was looking forward to our 3rd year of "special" backyard cricket. Dad had promised things would be a bit different this year, as if the last two years had been boring. If you're only just joining in now, let me explain. A...
"I want you to fuck me." I looked down at my brother where he lay between my legs sucking my dick. In the week since he had fucked me on the floor of our room, we had messed around with each other at least twice a day, once in the morning after waking and later after we were holed up in our room for the night. Sometimes we just sucked each other off, other...
Soltan looks out over the city, he likes this viewpoint, it's high up in the tower and affords a panoramic view of most of Hobleton. He looks down on the people milling around below him, it's gala day and people are celebrating in the square just in front of the fort. Musicians play and people dance in colourful costumes, stalls are erected around the edges...
Epilogue -- Christmas Eve Eve Molly Jones thoughtfully sipped her wine as she leaned against the kitchen counter. Indiana was all over the kitchen preparing their evening meal. He said it was just a simple Mexican soup recipe one of his roommates had taught him, but it looked delicious—whole chicken pieces with hearty chunks of potatoes, carrots, zucchini,...
My twin sister Ryan is the crown jewel of the family. She is attractive, athletic, smart, and popular. I'm pretty much the exact opposite. We are both high school seniors. She is the star player on the volleyball team and I'm third string on the golf team. She is dating the stud quarterback and I spend my Friday nights with the chess club. Physically we are...
This story involves acts of both sex and romance between consenting adult males, so if that's not allowed where you live then you should march in the streets. I'm releasing this story under Creative Commons by-sa-nc license, which means you can do pretty much whatever you want with it, as long as you give me credit and don't use it for commercial purposes of...
"Rekindling" was originally written as a submission to an anthology with only the "good stuff". So this was my response. The good stuff huh? Well "Rekindling" has a story, but let's be honest. It's mostly sex. If you're looking for a more complete story, check out some of my other work. If you're looking for a fun read, sit back and enjoy! Jon The door ha...
Mikey, a studly 18-year old finds himself intimate for the first time with Mike, his namesake 24-year old uncle whom he's idolized all his life during a cross-country drive. Steve is the 20-year old collegiate gymnast who hitches a ride with them. As he lay between my legs, Steve and I were still grasping each other's arms. His arms were extended over his h...
We ended up spending the night at the twins' place. Their bed wasn't meant for four people— at least not for actual sleeping— but we made it work. We basically got really friendly: whenever one of us moved, the rest of us would feel it. When I woke up the next morning, I found our blanket had fallen to the floor, and a bunch of our limbs were draped over th...
Oh. Hell. No. I had inconsistently spent the last two days looking through boxes in my garage, boxes in the back of my closet, old duffel bags, and every dark corner that I normally try to avoid. Somehow I just knew that damn box was sitting on its pretty little ass in the attic. Why the attic? Because that's where things go to be forgotten. That is, until m...