I was so excited. A new city, a new apartment....a new life! I was newly divorced and ready to meet someone to settle down with. Someone nice to see the city with, laugh with, and maybe start a family with. It took me more than four days to get everything unpacked and set up to my liking, which left me just three more days before I was scheduled to start my...
Author's note: [For 'Carl'] Okay, there might be a couple more stories in this vein, since people seem to like them. And yes, Jaspar's a bit of a prick, who needs an urgent wake-up call. But for those of you who deeply dislike him, stick with it... I promise, it'll be worth it. Go into it with a dark sense of humour, and trust me to sort him out. ;-) ***...
(Author's Note: This is the third installment in the brownstone series. In reading order it is Michael, chapters 1 and 2, Charles chapters 1,2 and 3.) * When I woke up I was in my bed. There wasn't a part of my body that didn't hurt. The nausea I felt earlier reared its ugly head and within a moment of being awake I started throwing up. Peter just held my...
I write to you of my friend Indio...who became a male slave/master when he turned twenty-one and went to college! Nineteen year old Sipple Knox was what they call a "fourth generation legacy", a rich boy who didn't have a lot of smarts, and just got into Georgetown 'cause all his relatives did. Sip couldn't take his eyes off Indio, though--partially because...
WARNING: I tend to use the "n-word" in my stories quite a bit. If you cannot handle reading that word, then this story isn't for you! Remember that this is a work of fiction and should not be taken seriously by anyone. =================== All the old white men gathered around the table and started talking to Javon and each other. With my ass being stretche...
This is just a fun fictional story from the mind of the author. All characters are over 18. Enjoy. * Through a gay dating app, I met a man who was injured while working. He does construction and slipped off the step of a front end loader as he was climbing down. His right leg was broken so his career in construction is over. Our first date was three weeks...
WARNING: I tend to use the "n-word" in my stories quite a bit. If you cannot handle reading that word, then this story isn't for you! Remember that this is a work of fiction and should not be taken seriously by anyone. =================================== I tried my best to sit still. I couldn't help but squirm and rub my ass on my chair. I looked up at my...
[This is a completed, seven chapter, novella that will post by early November, 2019.] Thomas Howard, master of Castle Ayr, was having difficulty focusing his attention on his unusual—and very, very secret—guest at banquet, Robert deBruce. Sir Thomas's "problem" was the charms of the troubadour, Geoffrey, who deBruce had brought with him from Ireland. Geoffr...
I waited as I heard his car pull into the driveway I held my breath, slowly letting it out. He said when he called that he had something new for me to try. I wondered what it could be. I knelt in the bedroom on the floor naked, my chain collar around my neck, the chain lead hanging down cold between my legs. My hands hooked together behind my back in the sym...
I made breakfast for the two men, taking a moment to eat my own out of my bowl on the floor. Chris came into the room, wearing shorts and a tee-shirt. "Have fun with Rob, slave?" "No, Master. He was very rough on me." I hated having to be so respectful even when I was angry. "Good. Rob has his own stable of slaves. We like to trade every so often. Being w...