The next morning Mr. Castle had a car pick Nicky up at his apartment and drive him to the tanning salon in Beverly Hills. When he arrived, he walked up to the front desk where a very attractive older woman with brunette hair in a ponytail and big tits was sitting. "Hi, my name's Nicky," he said. "Mr. Castle sent me here." "Ah, yes," she said with a sligh...
I'd recently met and begun dating a much younger woman that myself. The thing I liked almost immediately about Crystal was her open-mindedness, and obvious lack of inhibitions. Even her friends appeared to be an odd-mixture of people whom she'd introduced me to at one of their gatherings. Obviously several were gay, lesbian as well as a few who were definite...
Copyright Neonurotic The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. # "Can you get me a latté?" "Sure," he said, knowing they still had more...
I felt like a prisoner at Ted's house. I still went to work and everything and was able to avoid Crystal. But he was becoming more and more demanding and stupid. The first few days were okay, we caught up on old times and had some great sex, but I felt dumb being there. I had to get out, but it seemed like he didn't want me leaving. He wanted to keep me ther...
((No sex, sorry, guys)) 7. Nettie's mother studied the gold piece. She had finally sat down - she had heard that her mother's grave had been defaced and was beside herself with anger. I didn't have the heart to tell her that her mother was part of the walking dead. "I have no idea," she said, handing it back to me. "What's this about family gold, ma?" N...
"Well..." he starts, "sure, I haven't seen you in a while." "Cool," I reply, "where do you want to meet up?" "How about you come out here," he replies. "Where is it," I ask as I get into my car and start it up. "Um," he says, "I actually live in the desert area, I'm sort of retired, bring a change of clothes or something." "All right," I say as I drive...
It was nearly 3:00 PM on a Wednesday. The year was 2003. The place was Los Angeles. The city of angels. The city of dreams. The city of sin. Nicky Robinson stood outside of the tall downtown skyscraper. He was eighteen years old and he looked it. In fact, he looked very young for his age. His face was smooth and boyish and his sandy blonde hair only added t...
Clarence was one of the most timid men on earth. And yet Clarence craved adventure. In his mind he engaged in the most dazzling exploits. Exploits with other men. Whole scenes and novels ran through his mind of "Clarence of the monster cock," fucking other men silly. Clarence, in fact, had a very nice cock. Clarence just had never used it in anything remotel...
I got rousted out myself not long after dawn the next morning. I was pretty sore and afraid I wouldn't be able to walk a straight line and would be wearing a sloppy grin all day, but I needed to get the lay of the place before Jason Jenks, the novelist I was supposed to keep alive, arrived. And I also needed to get my expected routine down, now that I had be...
Previously on My Dark Angel: "If I get hurt tonight..." I started but I was unable to finish. Louis was on me in an instant, my body pressed against his and his lips roughly on mine. I needed this, I needed him. My arms seized his t-shirt and drew his body closer to mine. If I was going to die tonight, I was going to go knowing that he wanted me. And I was...