Nick continues to deal with his newly acknowledged feelings and desires. There is MFM sex in this chapter but I have chosen to leave it in the Gay Male category. It continues Chap 1 of "Summer of Firsts Re-Imagined". Thanks, as always, to LarryInSeattle for his editing assistance. If I managed to insert a post-edit error please let me know. I don't bot...
This is a slow build kind of story. Read Tanners and the Banker's Boy for a background on the main character, and also for a very sexual story. The seventh day market was possibly the most obnoxious event in the town. Charles the Younger had been stuck in the crowd for the better part of an hour, guiding his horse anywhere there was an opening and shooing...
Shep poked his head out from his hiding spot under the sink, and then ducked again when he realized his parents and the figure that had broken into their house in the middle of the night were only a few feet away. "You will worship, or you will die," the man said, as he held his mother and father far above the ground, one clawed hand wrapped around each of...
"Are you Mark?" "Yes," Mark said, startled. He turned his head toward the gruff, menacing voice. He had fully stripped down in the locker room when the big black stud entered. The young man turned and looked at the black brute. Neither spoke further. The black bull, wearing only athletic shorts, showing off a magnificently muscled body, walked to Mark, wra...
Content/trigger warning: This series contains bullying, homophobic language, and non-consensual sexual acts, but they are integral to the plot and character development so please take them in context. 2. DUSTY Dammit, only 1:00 and already scorchin' hot and crowded as fuck. I look around the lake through my mirrored sunglasses, annoyed but not surprised....
Working Up The Nerve I had never done anything like this before; it was risky hooking up with someone you met on an app, especially for me. He could leave me bloody and bruised on the side of the road after taking all my money; hell it could be a group of backward thinking Neanderthals wanting to kill me. Or worse yet, he could destroy my life in another way...
As I ate my lasagna at the dinner table, Mom and Dad were talking to Mickey about school. I used to be like Mickey, talkative, and exciting and stuff. Once popular at school. But, I went through this antisocial stage in eight grade and that was the end of that stuff, and I became more quiet and secluded. Since then my parents seemed to have forget about me,...
I was certain my queasy and debilitating feeling of frustration would end if I could only lick the trail of hair that descended, from Dusty's belly button, into the top of his jeans. One side of my brain told me to just do it, while, the other side told me I could destroy the friendship we'd enjoyed since starting kindergarten, thirteen years ago. I'd always...
DADDY, THE DEVIL, AND ME: OPENING "Do it." He whispered into Drake's ear. Drake had found himself. Kneeling before his son. Looking up at him. Staring into his eyes. He couldn't tell if it was a look of terror, or total submission. "Give into it," whispered the voice again, "This was meant to happen." Drake could feel all rational thought leaving him. The...
I was back on gay hook-up app and once again looking for man sex. In particular, I was looking for one man, B. He was hairy and attracted to sperm like a grizzly to honey, he detected scents like musky cock and man sweat at great distance. He was a creature of habit. I saw his slut bear profile. I smiled to myself and sent him a message. A: Hi there, B....