((Welcome, dear readers, to my latest big idea/homoerotic fantasy. I have been laying out parts of this story in my head for a long time, and just recently began putting it to the keyboard. It's definitely a broader arching tale than I've ever tackled before, and I've found myself struggling with how to break it up and release it. I've decided to separate it...
Ethan "Stop thinking about him." "Huh?" My agitated shift in the carseat had guilt written all over it as I turned to my friend behind the wheel of the SUV. Sam squinted disparagingly at me then refocused on the road. "Nice try. Don't make me make you confront demons again, sugar. Mark is your past, thank goodness. Don't you think it's time you left him...
Marcus gave a big thrust and stayed inside me, his body tensing and head lifting up, his face contorted as he climaxed, and I felt a hot liquid sensation burst inside me. I was so turned on by his cum filling my ass, it prolonged my orgasm. I was so overcome with lust my body convulsed again. My balls felt like they were in a vice grip. I looked down and saw...
The snow was lightly falling as I pulled into parking lot of the Dogwood Diner. I pulled up the hood on my jacket over my light brown hair as I headed inside. "Sit wherever you like sweetie." The hostess said as I walked in the door. "Happy Thanksgiving." "Thanks." I answered as I walked towards her. "Happy Thanksgiving." I smiled as I walked by and found...
"So it's my birthday next week." I began. I knew John knew. Not only since I was the type of person that highlighted my birthday on my own calendar (and maybe even circled it); we'd mentioned it too. But I wanted to mention it again all the same. I slid my foot down his leg under the table. "Yeah." John agreed, giving me an amused look. I had to grin back....
Broke. Down and out in Paris. Hiding out from brutal creditors. I'm in scarily way too deep. If you wanna hear about it, the things I did, the predicament I find myself in, all you have to do is buy me a cognac... and listen, eventually I may come up with the truth, only slightly embellished. Of course, you'll never be certain which parts are true, and which...
The rest of the week went quickly. Although Lana and I went to several impromptu graduation parties, we never got a chance to do much making out, especially like we had done the afternoon we rented our graduation caps and gowns. The graduation ceremony went well. It was sort of an anti-climax after the rehearsals and walk-throughs earlier in the week. Lana...
~*George*~ Carmen, the youngest werewolf of the Banes pack, was fidgeting. Her being able to do that while sitting down in the most comfortable recliner George owned was a feat for itself, but she also made it look easy. "Do I really have to?" she asked for the third time, her eyes pleading more to Mary than to George, whom she had found to be utterly untou...
Sorry for the delay, I took a break to work on a different series. Your private messages made me add another chapter... Thanks. +++ +{Noah's Starship}+ -+-[Ch. 11]-+- ~By Emri~ "He just need to look for quick checkup to sign my form and then we go to movie, I promise! He is quick quick!" Navid said as we went into the waiting room of the clinic. Of cou...
~*~*~ Good things come to those that wait ~*~*~ "...to recap what we know so far...at 9pm eastern standard time the President had just taken the stage to give the keynote address when a Secret Service agent ran onto the stage yelling 'Bomb'. He grabbed the President, pushing him away from the podium at the exact moment the bomb went off...the President HAS...