Previously: "It's no big deal Noah," he said, sounding sleepy. "Let's sleep and in the morning we can talk about things." "Okay..." Michael adjusted himself a couple times and then I felt his warm breath on the back of my neck every few seconds. I had never been held by someone who wasn't my mom, and it was just as nice as I had always thought it would be....
A quick summary about me: I consider myself bi. I played with friends in high school and some older neighbors while living at home. But after graduating college, the bi was put a way for a while. After getting married and having a few kids, and wife went cold, they came back out. I ventured into a few Craigslist adds and little to no success, a few ok but mo...
Connor enjoyed the hot shower he was in. It felt cleansing, almost as if it were washing away his sins of the day. His recent money troubles meant that he couldn't pay his portion of the rent. His roommate Anthony offered to help him at a cost. He lathered up his face cloth, closed his eyes and commenced cleaning his ass. The price he paid to Anthony was a...
*Hey everyone! I want to apologize because this chapter is gonna be pretty short, even by my standards. I just wanted to post it because I'm busy and I haven't posted for NW in a while. I just started college, plus I'm trying to finish Boy from the Sea and work on Tenderness. I even have another Bottom Tier chapter I'm working on. I'm so busy! and I never s...
A while back, I took the afternoon off from work (without telling my wife), and took a trip a few towns over to visit my favorite adult bookstore, not that I had a lot choose from, there are only two that I know of in driving distance...but anyway. I drove down, had a quick lunch, and then shot over to the ABS. I walked in just after opening, and of course t...
6th Street Early Saturday morning Steven rolls his wheelchair out of Stubbs and rolls down 6th street and heads to the warehouse district. He bought a condo in one of the renovated buildings a few years ago when it was the hipster thing to do. A quiet industrial place that gives him inspiration for working on his steam punk style art. As he goes into the b...
Two hours. That's how long I spent on my knees in the room labeled 'Mouth'. Two hours I spent having my throat fucked raw by rough black cocks. A throat that until two hours ago, had been what I assumed, was straight. But there I sat, in a dark room, listening to the foot steps echo down the dark hallway as the four black studs who had just fed me a total of...
The building had obviously been repurposed several times in its life, and every time it was done it appears to have been done on the cheap. It looks like there might have been no plan to start with and every stage was an afterthought (Hey, why don't we...). The building might have started as a mechanic's garage. It had a flat roof so it was some kind of comm...
Chapter Two Kyle woke slowly the next morning, Sunday. He felt someone warm under him and realized that he liked that sensation. He felt the rhythmic breathing of Mike under his right ear, and softly heard the gentle, 'thump-thump' of his heartbeat. He listened to Mike's respiration and felt the big man's left hand as it had hooked itself under Kyle's left...
When did this get out of hand? Personally I haven't a god damn clue! Though there are plenty of hints and moments in which seemed to speed these 'event's' along. But all said and done there are 'three' people to blame. One of them was me, one of them was my therapist, and the last was my attorney. They make a lovely pair but oddly enough they have, NO FUCKI...