*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...
"Yes! It is criminal what can happen to such a gentle boy. They took advantage of him," Taj agreed with Mr. Hamad and rubbed a hand over my head between bites of his steak like I was his little brother. He was joining us for dinner and basking in the approval of his show's benefactor, the wealthy businessman of Satra. Taj was being his protective self, but a...
Ryan gave a bone-weary yawn and, for the umpteenth time in just a couple of minutes, rechecked his ponytail was still secure as he adjusted his cap. Tony, owner of the small fast-food cafe/take-away, would be furious to know that at 1.30 a.m. he was alone in the shop. Ryan had already decided to start cleaning up and closing down. Sometimes the place could b...
Silver 3: The Monster Inside Pelaam: June 2007. * The twin suns blazed their heat on the figures reclining on soft silvery sand. A cloth canopy had been set up for those whose skins were in danger of burning easily and needed the shade. A powerful male, with eyes as blue as the cloud free sky and hair the colour of both sun-baked and sea-kissed sand, smil...
Dear Readers, I love living vicariously through my characters and Brad is one who has significant resonance with me. I hope you all enjoy reading this. Feedback is always appreciated! ~M * * * * * Brad My name is Brad and I'm huge. I'm talking 6'4 and 245lbs of muscle. To top it off, I'm a bear and I'm only 20. Imagine a bull in the china shop, that's m...
Copyright 2008 Patricia Osmundsen For those of you who so kindly asked for another story, here it is. Something new, in many ways. My first short story, my first story written specifically for you wonderful people, my first foray into anything other than simple sex. (Well, when is sex really simple? But you get my drift.) Also, my first try at creating some...
A BOY WHO CAME IN FROM THE COLD – CHAPTER 12 "BOYS ON FILM" © Sadie Rose Bermingham 2006 Apologies for the delay to Chapter 12. I've been swanning around Europe and London enjoying myself so things have gotten a little behind. Which, by happy coincedence, is exactly what Aldo and Barclay hope to get themselves at the end of this chapter! As usual, the a...
It took me a while to realise I'd been standing motionless in the open cubicle for several minutes, simply letting the encounter replay behind my defocused eyes. That really had just happened. I'd sucked a hot stud of a trucker and swallowed his load. Wow. At last, I stepped over tiles splattered with cum and spit and I left the cubicle. The toilets were a...
"I have something for you." Christian looked at Alexander and his expression showed the love that he had for the boy. He was so happy, his eyes glowed with excitement as he took Alexander's hand and lead him out of the bathing room and into the main parlor. The room was empty save for the two of them, and Christian quickly closed the doors, then led Alexand...
This story is a part of a short series of stories following James a forty-something straight married man who has developed a love of cock sucking. Other stories are based on true events. This is what he would like to do; visit a gloryhole. It's a story about the protagonist setting up multiple scenarios to fulfil his urge while on a week-long business trip...