This is the last part of this story which was based loosely on real life. Any future stories that I write will be pure fantasy. In the first part of this story titled "Becoming a Cock Slut" I told you about my first two weeks after discovering the joy of anal sex and it was based on my memories of that time in my life with just a little embellishment. Part...
This is a fantasy story set in a fictitious land and in a time of medieval sorcery. All characters depicted are 18+. Although this story is in a time where safe sex is not heard of I would always recommend the practise of safe sex. CHAPTER 1 -- A Storm is brewing. Vernon shivers in the cold air of the shack and places another log on the fire. The storm o...
"I hate thunderstorms," said my cousin after the latest crack of lightning and flash of light streaming through the room. This wasn't really the welcome that I had imagined. Mom had thought "learning about life out west" with her brother (my uncle) and his family would be good for me. Toughen me up. And so, here I was, on my first night here, wide awake fro...
It was a cold winter month and we lived in the mountains out in the west. I had retired almost 2 years ago and my wife decided to go back to work and I was going to stay behind and take care of the duties...we switched places. I would do the beds, laundry, mop sweep and get the house in order and get dinner ready before she got home as she did for me the las...
He smiled and tried to look casual. Alert, making brief eye contact. After three months nothing was happening for him. He had six months. If nothing happened when that was up he had two options, join all the other starving wanna-be actors working as waiters, or go home. Back to Georgia. A few days before he had heard that song, "Midnight Train to Georgia,"...
Aslan was an amazing and vibrant world. Long ago it was forged, like a weapon, by the gods. Life was littered across it shortly after. From the littlest bug to the biggest gigantes. Goblins, orcs, elves, dragons, etc. The world was sometimes a little crazy and war was a possibility. You thought you were below all that, a tiny flea in the grand scheme of thin...
Ernie sat behind the wheel of the old pickup truck as it roared north on route 23 headed toward Circleville. His elbow was out the window and the warm June air rushed in, and there was a smile on his face as big as the sky above was sunny. But that wasn’t the only thing big. Ernie was sporting a boner in his denim shorts as big and hard as they got. And he...
From the holes in the crate I saw a flag. I was in Texas. I had learned that the plane was a Company plane. It was full of slaves in crates all around me. The conversations we had were enlightening. Female slaves tended to hate service completely I heard from them it was because many were prostituted. There was only one female on that flight that truly lov...
A week without locating Todd anywhere, and Hardesty was beginning to question whether he'd ever find him. He'd either gone to ground or to another city—or maybe home. Maybe Hardesty would need to find a way to get information on Todd's background out of the manager of that club where Todd had been dancing the pole. Maybe Hardesty would need to lean on that g...
Kyle makes Christmas Day something extra special for Josh For the next couple of days, the boys made calls and traded text messages as they could. Both knew the other was caught up in other things in life at this busy time of the year. Josh was working extra shifts so he could get off early on New Year's Eve and spend it with Kyle; and Kyle tied up being wi...