"Here we are again with our favorite American sub porn star, Brady Boyd. Say hello to your fans out there, Brady." The voice behind the camera at the foot of the bed was a low, sensuous one, speaking in English, with an accent—slightly English English but something else as well. I, of course, knew that Costas was Cypriot and that we were in the studio in his...
"Fuckin' shit. Here, take this. Not a word about the other one," Tom said gruffly, as he shoved the paper bag containing a sealed bottle of vodka over into my lap. In the same motion he was pushing the opened pint bottle under his seat. In the flashing of the blue light bouncing off the dashboard of his Dodge Ram, I could clearly make out the "oh, shit" expr...
*Hi, one and all. I honestly don't know how this story happened. I got an idea and it poisoned me until I got it out. This story is by far the longest story I've written in so short of a time. The time between when I got the idea and when I posted it was only three days when I worked like a maniac. Rest assured, the end chapters to both Tenderness and T...
The summer after I graduated from college I crashed on my big sister Trish's couch for a few months. What else was I supposed to do? I had earned a bachelor's degree in anthropology, which translated to no money and no job prospects. She had a little house in the woods outside the town we grew up in, and she said I could stay there as long as I needed. She'...
They went straight to Klaus's room once they were back. Jake didn't even question why he was not yet allowed to go to his room. Actually, he was unnerved by his ability to just obey the man without putting too much of a fight. He wasn't scared enough, apparently, and that was something Jake thought he was going to regret sooner or later. This time, Jake tri...
Although this stands alone as a GM espionage story, it also is a sequel to "Last Call"; This is a completed, four-chapter novella and will finish posting by 25 August 2017. ***** "The flat above the garage is just about ready, if you want to move in there, Mr. Clarke." I looked up at the back corner of the old Turkish-style compound on the street above th...
The next day I left for work early and had to walk since Maryellen took the car the night before. I worked with Alex the entire day and had no more embarrassing moments, though I did get some good staring time in. Most of the morning passed with only a little conversation but when lunch rolled around, we sat together and started talking. I found out that h...
[This is chapter one of six chapters of a completed work, which will post by the middle of May, 2020.] Johann heard her, singing in a low, sultry tone, as she moved to the shower house behind the lean-to he slept in. Christina wasn't exactly being quiet, but Johann was sure he knew that getting his attention was her intent. She had been doing whatever she c...
This story is graphic! If gay sex, breeding or forced sexual situations offend you please do not read this story. ***Spoiler*** this story is about forced gay sex. This story takes place in Bolder Bin a small low income town where country alpha men fight for dominance over work, women and each-other. ***** Names Tod. I'm a small town construction working...
"When are you gonna fix breakfast?" "When are you going to untie me and take your dick out of me?" "Now you know that ain't gonna happen for a while," Zack said. "You can feel me hardening inside you. You know we're gonna fuck again. I was just tryin' to make a joke here." "We have time for chocolate chip pancakes or a fuck, Zack," Cliff Trent answered, "...