This is a work of fiction, and as such the characters are not bound by the usual dictates of modern society. Unsafe sexual practices can be undertaken with impunity only in the world of fantasy. In reality, it is your obligation and your right to play safely, sanely and healthily. I hope you enjoy my work, and if you have any comments, or ideas that may ins...
This story is dedicated to all the real Super Heroes of our time - The Service men and women of our Armed Forces and First Responders. This story is a work of pure fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or l...
I wake up with a piss hardon. I slide my hand across the bed. The room is still dark, the drapes pulled closed. No Jo. She's slipped out of bed without waking me. We've been living together for three months now. I pee, then open the drapes. The sun won't be up for another hour or so, but the city never gets really dark. Look at that snow. Still coming down....
[Dedicated in the centenary year of her birth, to the memory of Barbara Pym (1913-1980), the greatest English woman novelist since Jane Austen. Forget Charlotte Brontë, George Eliot and Virginia Woolf. There is not a lot of sex in this installment, but I hope that you will read and enjoy it as a story rather than as wank literature.] Chapter XXII Dom: Chri...
Chapter 62 Tommy: The Easter vacation Padua university finished teaching two weeks before Easter. Rather than return home so early, we had arranged for Martin to come to Padova. The bed in my room was big enough to accommodate two of us. Leo had gone home for Easter, but Matteo was remaining in Padova to do one or two week's reading before going to his home...
Lost Bet part 5: Angel's Den Am I cursed? I thought to myself as I escaped the game room I just had sex in. It had dawned on me that this was the second time in about as many months that my sexual exploits were intruded upon...and by the same person, my boyfriend's father. Given all of this evidence it is the obvious notion that I was cursed at some point i...
I was working from home when the doorbell rang. It was Ken, a friend of my oldest son, a guy he'd played basketball with in high school. He was wearing a suit and tie. I wasn't sure what he was doing here. My son had his own place now. "Hey Ken," I said. "You looking for Brian?" Ken shook his head. "Came to talk to you, actually." "OK," I said, and opened...
This is a work of fiction, and as such the characters are not bound by the usual dictates of modern society. Unsafe sexual practices can be undertaken with impunity only in the world of fantasy. In reality, it is your obligation and your right to play safely, sanely and healthily. I hope you enjoy my work, and if you have any comments, or ideas that may ins...
"It's nothing like you. You say your parents have known forever." "He has to know someday, Dan. It's been two years. It's for Christmas." "That's exactly it, Zack. It's Christmas. All those family traditions and memories. My mother died at Christmas time. My dad isn't that well. He's got high blood pressure. Christmas just isn't . . . no, please don't pull...
*********Everyone in this story is fiction and are over the age of 18******** The sun was barely rising when I heard my father's knock on my door. I rolled over and opened my eyes and yelled out a raspy, "I'm awake" He simply replied with an, "Okay, breakfast is being made." I pulled the sheet over my head to cover the sunlight and closed my eyes. I remai...