"Nice bracelet." The customer smirked at the pink, blue, green, and purple circle around my wrist. I nodded without looking at it or him. It was a gift from my daughter and I wasn't willing to talk about it, especially today, and definitely not to someone who was being such an ass. "Here is the invoice for the repairs. If you'll just sign it on the line a...
My fantasies grow stranger and more erotic every day and David has become the central figure in my masturbatory illusions. Take for example what I dreamed about once I arrived home from the grocery store. He greeted me in the hallway as I was opening the door to my boy-cave. His body was glistening with sweat so I knew he'd come from his workout. To my de...
*Normally I get the idea for one of my stories from a show, a movie, a book, or a game. The Bottom Tier series was influenced by 'The Windup Girl', Alone at the End of the World was influenced by 'The Walking Dead'. Slave Boy=Skyrim, Eyes Like Winona=Twist, etc. This is the first time however, that I got a story idea from a session of D&D. This is a one-sho...
Mighty Tungsten Tuberosity, Part 2 Hallowe'en morning. All Hallows' Eve. All Saint's Eve. The beginning day of AllHallowTide, the Western Christian Feast days signaling the liturgical dedication to remembering the dead. At least, that is, the saints, the martyrs and all the faithful: those who existed in Purgatory until the Day of Reckoning or, modernly, th...
Author's Note: This is the origin story of how I got into the world of Arab/Persian men. It's what inspired my other stories. +++ +{Noah's Starship}+ -+-[June]-+- "Noah Kinney?" the professor called as I was fumbling to open the stiff pages of the English textbook. "Here..." I started to say and raise my hand My elbow nudged the book just enough to pus...
Readers: Warning. This story takes a definite turn away from happy. Read at your own risk. * I woke up the following morning before my alarm clock went off feeling well rested. I shouldn't have been surprised really. The Fine Arts Presentation ended before nine, and Jesse's mother wanted him to go directly home. Without any opportunity to be alone, especi...
It had snowed the week before Thanksgiving in Watertown, New York. The burg with an unimaginative name, which matched its basic cultural footprint, was a small town west of Fort Drum and nearly on the shore of Lake Ontario, just to the west of the town, and about as far north in the United States you could get without spilling over into Canada. That, in itse...
Description This is fiction so literary license allows for the omission of condoms, but our reality doesn't. Enjoy safely. Rick a tall well-built handsome entertainer catches the eye of his boss as he works at his night club. The man's lust consumes him and he conspires to twist him and make Rick his bottom. Despite the fact that Rick insists that he was a...
Chapter Six -- Sometimes, You Just Want To Eat At Home "What's the expiration date on a crush?" Mike asked with a long sigh. On the other end of the phone call, Jared matched his with one that spelled compassion. It was only natural for Mike to go complaining to him since Jared surely had some kind words for him. "Go have fun, Mike. I feel guilty that I c...
"Oh puh-lease, I'll pro Genji your ass so hard," Sam snarled. "You're a one trick pony," Tim shot back. "Even if your team is losing, you refuse to switch off Genji." "Because Genji is the new meta." I looked over at Brian who was shaking his head smiling. "Do we know them?" I asked. "Nope, I don't think so," he said. "Because everyone knows Mei is bae....