Steve was 18 years old and his parents had left for the weekend. Steve was a senior in high school and had been masturbating to gay porn since he had discovered it at 15 years of age. He knew he was submissive and wanted to have the experience of an older dominant male directing him in the ways of manly love. Steve had contacted a dominant male in his 40s...
"You got it?" Sanchez asks after a long drag on his Marlboro. His name's an affectation: he's lily white. He's Mom's sweet boy, cleans his room, does his own laundry, kisses her goodbye, sells joints and pills to highschoolers on Saturday night, then goes to Church on Sunday pretending to be sinless as starched white sheets. Typical American shyster. S...
by Kardas W. Fox Commissioned by CainLucifrio Dagger walked into his sparsely decorated dorm and kicked the door shut behind him. The tattooed white dragon placed his laptop on top of the bookshelf with a sigh and flopped down onto a weathered couch. Cain watched Dagger from across the room, his one good eye keen and alert. He hesitated a moment, then st...
This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially. **** Lust on the Wing "I still don't know what to thin...
************************* It was beautiful. Before him was an unbelievable creation, made by hands with the gentlest touch. It's visage was so flawless with features so defined and yet so delicate, displaying some emotion of sorrow. Every curve was perfect. And lifeless. Dark brown flitted over the ice sculpture, painted lips in a taut frown. So beautiful,...
*.:Carved by Angels:.* A curse to the cold weather. Dark brows twitched in annoyance as snowflakes continued to sprinkle down from the fairly clear, night sky above. If its snowing there should be more clouds... Sajery hiked up his light beige coat, loosening the black scarf that was wrapped around his neck to ease his temper. Someone brushed past Sajery j...
Can a demon love? Was love the feeling that he was feeling for Steven? If this is what people have always been talking about he could understand their need for it. It was wonderful. The feel of Steve's hard body against his. The strength behind the gentle exterior. The weight of his chest on his as they kissed passionately. The feel of his rough hands on his...
The boy had no real name. He was the tanner's get, below even the whore's runts, responsible for soaking the hides in urine. The tanner called the child "Boy," long after the boy had left childhood behind. The town was large enough that most forgot to which tannery the young man belonged; everyone called him "the tanner's boy" for so long that it became his...
*************************** The skating rink was empty, devoid of the laughing people, the smells of steamed chocolate, and the music that once tightened his heart with fond memories. Snowflakes were falling from above just as it had been a long five years ago. Five years... Brown lowered in an attempt to keep tears in, save him from further degradation of...
Horns and sirens echoed outside, the city full of life, drama, problems. Hating the fact that so many people out there were alive and laughing, enjoying the Friday night while Chay wasn't. Oh hell... I thought I was done with tears... Weary, swollen eyelids protested as his dark, tormented eyes filled with tears again. The salty crystalline droplets soaked...