Chapter Two Two Weeks Later "God, I'll be glad when this damn thing comes off," Trace muttered as he drove back up to the little mountainside resort he'd been staying at the last two weeks. Before he'd left home, he'd had to assure the chief that he'd find a doctor to see while he was gone. According to the guy he'd found, his arm was slowly mending, thoug...
Years and then more than a decade went by with nothing much happening in Emile LaCour's rotting plantation house on the Mississippi beyond the dust accumulating and the oaken walls drying out and spitting. Gage Angle still held his mentor and tormentor in his bed chamber on the second floor of the mansion, shackled to his bed, and rejuvenating himself only w...
We text during the week. I pass on two of my regular sub tops, telling them I'm not in the mood for their dick. I'm horny, but not for them. Diego, yes, we fucking exchanged names. Real names. He's kept me on edge all week. I'm no better. The text are flirty and I find myself looking forward to the damn things. He's ruining my game and I don't mind. I do hav...
He ran down the hill nearly tripping as he did. His small vacation in the country of Georgia had turned to a near death experience. As he reached the bottom of the hill he ran into the woods hoping the darkness of the night would help him hide from his pursuers. The yelling of the pursuers could still be heard as he trekked through the woods. Suddenly, he...
*******Everyone in this story is 18 and is fictional******** ***** The feeling of being caught had become so unfamiliar. The last time I was in a situation like this was back in High School when I and a friend were caught ditching class. We were given a warning and let go. Here, I was hoping the same would happen. I would hope that since Peter knew her, th...
Badru walked down the stairs that lead to the hall of murals. He had been told his father and brother were down there but Badru couldn't figure out why would be the case. The hall was incredibly dark at night and the torches lit weren't much help to see. Then again, his father was a man who did things for his own reasons. Rarely did the man actually explain...
Part One: My Wife's Out There Sucking Cock, So Why Shouldn't I? I'm going to stop sucking stranger's cocks. Next week. Or probably the week after. Maybe. I'd rather not talk of these things. But there's a need to confess, to seek absolution for my sins. Look at me. What do you see? Go on, admit it, to most people, I'm a respectable married man with a well-...
I had never really thought about men before. I had always chased girls. I never looked at another guy. But that all changed one summer. I was in the gym trying out for the wrestling team, and it was looking good. I had pinned four guys with just pure strength. Then a guy I had never seen in the school before walked in. For some reason I looked him up and do...
Justin walked into the locker room and stripped of. His muscular body was shiny with sweat after a gruelling workout. Stuffing his ripe gym kit in his gym bag, he then realised he was not alone. Trent Jeffries walked into the locker room naked. Like Justin, he had a beautiful muscular frame. Justin scoffed in contempt. Both boys were on the University foot...
John stared down at his plate. The food wasn't great, but he was hungry after being worked hard all day, his first day in prison. He'd arrived the day before, but that was mostly showing him his cell, explaining the rules, things like that. By the time everything was sorted it was lights out. He'd been woken this morning early, taken to breakfast, then sho...