It never happened because gang bangs these days are too dangerous. But it happened in a made-up world. One in which I was a twenty-four-year-old heart throb and a political martyr. I had an envelope of forty-five men: seventy-five-year-old plusses, on my passenger seat. The sun burned down on it as I drove to the tattoo parlor. The day before, with handmade...
Chapter One -- Don't use Electronics when drunk. Hmm, the broad sky is such a deep blue today, like those endless summer days when I was a kid, playing on my uncle's farm, laying in the long grass listening to the warm, soft wind rustle through the wheat crops, staring up into the vibrant blue sky... "Mr. Spence, James?" My attorney, Aaron, tried to get my...
Author's note: This is my first story here, I hope this goes well. Because I'm the kind of person who just writes, I don't really think of the plot as most writers do. I only know my start, middle, and end -though, that is a plot- so I'm not certain this will flow nicely. I probably have some problems with my on, in, and at and some grammatical errors. Engl...
"There you are again," chuckled Charlie Gordon as he leaned back against the wall of the hot tub and reached for his glass of iced tea. "You buy a house out in the middle of nowhere expecting privacy..." The retired Marine chuckled as he left the sentence unfinished, because while he did like the seclusion his house out here provided, he also had no problem...
Chris. What a simple name to be held by such a man. 28. Tall. Sculpted. Poised. Commanding. There's not one right word to describe Chris in Ash's mind. They were next door neighbours, but were never really friends growing up. Went to different schools, hung out with different friends. Only on occasions during festive seasons that their family would get toget...
Friend can't do what he wants with girlfriend, so I take her place... I'm a 28-year-old male that is tall with dark hair and generally considered good looking by many. I portray myself as straight to friends and family as my sexual preference, but I'm not sure what I am because the events that take place in the story I'm about to tell have made me discover...
This is my first published story. If you are under eighteen or don't like two men in love, don't read this. The story does take a while to get to the sex part, so if that's the only reason you're here, you can skip to the end. Enjoy, and please comment! ***** As Terry Bane pulled into the driveway of a familiar cabin in western Montana, he wondered whether...
Fucking matron was the national sport at our public school (that’s “private school” for Yanks). It was a rite of passage without which no future Australian captain of industry could hope to attain a Dick Grasso-esque remuneration package. But final year frolics came first. We'd reached 18 and were ready to rock and roll. We were wizards of wanking . . . mas...
"Joash, I love you," Cernunnos said to his bald red-bearded lover. The fire god reached up and grabbed him. He rolled his naked muscled body on top of him, and pinned him to the moss-covered ground. Joash bent down and ran his tongue over the forest god's ear and down his neck. He moved a hand up to the top of forest god's hairy chest. "Cern, I just love yo...
It wasn't the best job in the nation, but it was still a good job. Cliff would seldom expect to lift heavy boxes and drive forklifts for the rest of his life, but seeing as how discomfort never found a place in this particular environment, he never complained about his limited opportunities in the job market. The robust thirty-four-year-old man had spent the...