Author's Note: Many thanks and undying gratitude to Nelle1022 for proofreading, editing, providing invaluable feedback, and in general, putting up with my crap. ***** Sitting at the bar at my favorite watering hole on a Friday night, I was nursing the last of my drink and attempting to indulge in a little self-pity, but the argument going on at the table...
Thank you for the love and the comments! Jack and Ethan are a slow burn, but it's coming! I actually have this whole story written out but I need to separate it into sections and chapters, and proofread it to be able to upload it here, so you will get pieces of it every few days. Keep commenting and don't forget to vote! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Jack stopped by th...
All through med school, Devon Daniels knew he wanted to be a fertility specialist. An older woman, considered to be the top specialist in the country, gave a lecture at a conference he happened to attend and he was hooked. She talked about how she was able to help people in dire straits. She talked about how it was problem solving unlike anything else in med...
I could feel Shep's eyes on me as he watched me strip down to my underwear and t-shirt. I pulled back the blankets and crawled into bed. Shep stripped down to his boxers. He paused for a second and stripped them off and tossed them into the basket. I couldn't help but sneak a quick look at his dick, laying soft between his thighs, the foreskin completely co...
*All characters are over the age of 18 years old* I slowly found myself waking up. I became aware that I was still naked and apparently not alone in my bed. I glanced up and saw Ben, still asleep next to me. I found that we were both under my comforter. I had my head resting on his chest, and half of my body sprawled across his naked body. I thought back to...
"Whichever of you bitches brings off the man fucking you, gets to double up in the other bitch's cunt." * * * * Eric Talbot had been a member of the Club since he was in his mid-thirties, almost 15 years ago, enjoying the variety of pleasures available at the hands, cocks and asses of its various members of staff. Neither a consummate bottom or top, he co...
I stood behind the boot of the Bentley in the front auto court of the Rivenhall country inn, perched high on the cliff over a horseshoe cove on the sea north of Scarborough, while Felix, the chauffeur, helped Forest DeWitt into the lobby of the inn. When Felix came back, he opened the boot of the car and started handing out the luggage. A valet was there to...
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Kurt Yarley, one of my best friends, owned a landscaping company and seven years ago, he'd roped Aaron, Drew, and myself into playing baseball—just a group of buddies playing ball and the rest is history. We had a fairly well stacked team and usually ended up with the Championship Title, which was nothing more than bragging rights, but we were totally fine w...