I had hoped to end this story with Chapter #31, but so many of you have written to say that you either did not want it to end or that the way that it ended was too abrupt. I admit that it was rather cut short. I had to do that as I was in the process of moving and had little time to polish it up. Now that I have had time to reflect, (and rest a bit) I have d...
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 in...
Anthony peered over at DeQuan from the corner of his eyes. Watching the nigga bop his head to the heavy beats booming from the speakers and whip the Caddy like shit was gravy made Anthony's blood boil. He clenched his teeth and shifted his eyes back to the road to squelch any visible sign that he was angry. Anthony fought the urge to reach over and beat DeQu...
The following story is a fictional account. The characters are entirely unreal and so are their situations. Thus no direct attention was paid to probability or safety for the characters. Such practices should not transfer over to real life situations. Practice safe, sane and consensual sex. For your own damn good. If you have problems or issues with queer po...
I would like to thank SexySoBeChick for editing this story. She had a lot of great advice and really helped me develop my story and writing style. Thank you! Recruit Rau had tried everything to get out of daily drill. He had the physical stamina to withstand the long periods of physical strain and beating from the sun, he just didn't enjoy doing the same th...
I haven't felt it in a long time. When you're with someone for six years the spark kind of dies down into a little ash-covered coal. If you're lucky it won't blow out entirely. So I'm attached in a rather permanent way… I know I shouldn't be feeling this. I shouldn't be playing. I didn't mean for it to happen; it started out so innocent. But I can't help i...
Working out's always had a strange fascination for me. I remember looking at pictures of bodybuilders as a teen and feeling a dangerous nervous chill that made my hair stand on end and settled deep in my gut in mysterious ways. It made me shut down my computer and vow not to look at them, but I always returned. And when I started working out after graduatin...
Bryan walked away for a moment and left me standing in the shower. I dried off like he told me to and sat down on a three-legged stool. Only a few minutes had gone by when he came back through the door. My massaging had me relaxed and content, but the sudden loud jerking of the door startled me. Bryan carried a box over and put it down on the desk with a thu...
Sometimes I think I was born with a "fuck me" sign painted on my butt. But then, I seem to have been born with that young and vulnerable look that turns some men on, and I'll have to admit that I love being touched—especially in one particular sensitive spot below and to the left of my navel, where I have a blue rosebud tattooed. Ever since I started having...
"I'm sorry to bother you like this, Father James," Ethan Barnes said after easing down into the over-sized leather seat on the other side of the massive oak desk that his spiritual mentor was sitting behind. "Nonsense Ethan," Father James said, dismissing the young man's apology with a wave of his hand. "That's what I'm here for, and besides, if you can't t...