Thomas and Niko in the City of Trees - Chapter 14 — I wouldn't say Lexie got mad at me over what went down. But she did get pretty sad, and I think that's probably worse. We got back to her house and said goodbye in sort of a distant way, and I drove Thomas's car home. Later that night, as I lay on my bed just sort of looking up at the ceiling, I got this...
Author's note: All characters are firmly over the age of 18, as should you be. This story is filed under gay male rather than romance or novellas, but I've found myself needing to establish setting/motivation – so it's a bit of a slow start – if you're into hot and heavy from the start this might not work. Please also be aware that this story largely conce...
"You're a little tease," he said in a soft effeminate tone as he cornered me in the dark hallway leading to the house's second bathroom. My heart raced as he stepped closer. I'd never been with a man but I was no stranger to bisexual fantasies. They were my guilty pleasure but I kept them a secret from everyone especially my wife. I had long wished I could s...
Thomas and Niko in the City of Trees - Chapter 8 — So word gets around and about twenty-five people show up. Owen's cousin works at Urban Brewing and supplied a keg, which is a pretty big windfall in case you didn't know. We all chipped in and Thomas and I went down the hill to Garden City to pick it up. Anyway, it's getting close to ten now, and everybody...
The weekend flew by. We slept in on Saturday. Then we went and saw Beth to see how she was doing. This was followed by housework and naughty stuff. Adam dropped by with Remmy in the early afternoon to let us know Richard had been charged. Due back in court first week of February, they had confirmation he is back in Durham, NC. On Sunday morning we went to...
What, again? Clint thought as he rolled over in the bed and encountered warm, hard flesh. His head was pounding. His ass was tingling too. Felt like a Mac truck had rammed itself up in there. He liked that feeling; seemed he spent half his life trying to open himself wide—with help, of course. He liked it better when the truck was still parked, though. And w...
A continuing story - I would suggest reading the earlier chapters. ***** Eugh. How can I possibly feel this rough? Sunlight is streaming through the window and I hide my head in the pillow. God, what time is it? I'm suddenly overtaken with nausea and rush to the bathroom, making it just in time. I feel better, though my head is still pounding. I swallow...
Howdy. This is a super short standalone that I had found on my laptop when I was cleaning out some files, it contains BDSM between two consenting male adults. I recognize that this is a far cry from the "Hooking the Hockey Player" series and rest assured more chapters will be coming in the near future. Hope you enjoy, Artie. ***** Anxiety boiled in my gut...
*If you're just getting to this story for the first time, welcome... but please know you've arrived at chapter 3 of a series that makes more sense when read from the beginning. Also, please be warned- this story is geared to those who enjoy a SLOW BURN and mental kink as much as the physical. ----------------------------- Somehow, I dragged my sorry ass t...
'Word' / words enclosed by apostrophes = thoughts "Word"/ words enclosed by quotation marks = spoken words *** Though the scent of coffee stirs me, it's the plug getting shoved in my ass that actually jolts me awake. Sore all over on a bed that isn't mine, tangled in its sheets, there's dried cum on my face, back, and between my thighs but there he is, lo...