Be careful what you bet. Cody had me; we both knew he did. If I was in his place I'd be merciless. The bet was high stakes; whoever lost had to give the winner whatever he wanted. I thought I'd win. I'd already planned on my winnings: I'd trade cars with him for a week. Cody was in his element in his SUV and I grinned whenever I imagined him in a beat-up Ki...
The sweltering summer heat slammed into me the second I opened my car door. There was no breeze, despite the shimmering lake that sprawled out around the small, exclusive neighborhood. Even without the breeze, I could smell the rank scent of blood and savaged intestines, mingling with the oily body odor of the seven grossly overweight cops standing idly arou...
What was I going to do now? I was an accidental slave to this woman and anyone else who found out about my curse. I laid there in my bed, attempting to get to sleep but just thinking over and over about the dick pic she forced me to send and her last message. "Get some sleep. Tomorrow's a big day of fun for you." Finally, at who knows what time, I fell asl...
Jomar "Cuz I'm Cute In The Face, thick in the waist, thick in the the thighs, now WATCH ME RIDE!!!!!!!" The lyrics from one of my favorite songs started playing, and I immediately grabbed my best friend Keisha and ran to the dance floor. See it was our birthday weekend and we were out club hoppin like we do every year for our birthday. "Do the thick girl...
Summertime in the tourist town of Speculator, New York back in the early 70's. *** The door was locked and the lights had just gone out in the little convenience store on Main Street in Speculator, New York. It had been a lousy day business-wise, what with the steady rain that had fallen all day in the sleepy tourist town, and now owner Red O'Brien had ano...
"Richard, you're on in five minutes." The manager's voice cut through Rick's near-doze. Rick Wright, who danced under the name "Richard Long," was sitting in the beat-up old easy chair in the corner of the bar storeroom which doubled as the dancers' dressing room. The book on database design in Rick's lap was dull reading and he'd been fighting sleep for th...
Clint woke up—in his own bed—with the feeling of pressure in his head and across his chest. And then he realized he was awake because there was pressure down further too. His cock was being fisted and slowly worked. The pressure on his chest went away when he realized it was a chocolate-brown, brawny arm that was weighing him down. He pushed it off him with...
Disclaimer: So what if there really is a fraternity named Beta-Kappa-Delta? Grow up, it’s just a damn story. Whoever came up with ‘Hell Week’ should be hogtied and put in front of a firing squad. The things frat boys will make a guy go through in order to join their ranks is positively obscene. There were fifteen of us. It was known right off the bat that...
The whole of this story is untrue, any resemblance to those people, places or events is purely coincidence. I always encourage you to wear protection, but in this story its purely fantasy. Working as an undercover cop posed certain risk I never new how much risk until I got my last assignment. I was working narcotics on the south side we had this particular...
Author's Note: This will be a fairly tragic story in some ways. There will be some terribly upsetting violence (nonsexual), and the ending isn't meant to be very satisfying. However, different people have different opinions. *** Bang! Crunch! Arthur's body was forced to lurch forward a bit, but when his heart stopped battering his ribs and his gooseb...