"My name is Reinhart von Richter—Captain Reinhart von Richter to you scum—and you are under my command now." Scum indeed, Johann thought, as he stood in formation, hardly able to stand without wobbling, as he'd just come off the ship from the three-week crossing of the Atlantic. He was sure that he and all of his mates—those who had survived the voyage—look...
The cyclist was racing along the top of the Mississippi levee, anxious to get back into Natchez before the rains hit. Sweating profusely in the humidity and under the blazing late afternoon sun, intent on doing its worst before twilight set in, he stripped his jersey off and wrapped it around the handlebars of the bike. It was almost dusk now, and the storm...
I am bent over my stall table; a shadow looms over the top of me. A voice quietly says, "Do you sell those metal cock rings here?" I stand up so quick my head spins, with me staring into a set of mischievous green eyes. "Well do ya?" he asks, a big smile on his face. "Jase, you Asshole!" That, right then, is the moment Father Paul decides to appear at m...
Disclaimer: All characters are 18 years old or older. Sorry to ruin it, but everything is FANTASY here. Thank you all for your support and feedback! A story a weekend keeps writer's block away! I'm not a wild man and I don't think I've ever done anything spontaneous. I've been a school bus driver at Lakewind High School District for seven years. Between...
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...
Dillon didn’t even realize he was drumming his fingers against the scarred surface of the metal table in the dimly lit interrogation room until Megan reached across, put her hand over his, and said, “Will you knock it off already?” “Sorry.” He put his hands in his lap. “It’s not everyday I get arrested. Guess I’m not up on prison protocol.” “He didn’t arre...
***Hey all, thanks for checking out my new story. I was really reluctant to write any pandemic stories, but this is based on a vaguely semi-true story and I just had to write it. I think there will be three chapters, it's just a short, light, slice of life sexy fun-times story. Let me know what you think, and I hope you enjoy. -Penny*** "Yo, you wanna kee...
A month after I graduated high school and just about a week past my eighteenth birthday life was about to become interesting. My dad's best friend had asked me if I would maintain his swimming pool and work in his yard while he and his wife went on vacation for the next two weeks. Tall pine and oak trees just outside the fence and stretching back several fee...
I was in a strange city for several weeks of computer training. After ten days of sitting in a classroom on a hard seat I was in a real funk. I needed something to change my attitude. That's how I found myself in a small room in this bathhouse taking my clothes off. At this time was 31, 210 pounds in good shape, 7 inch cut and somewhat hairy. This was my se...
Yo, what's up? This is your man Teejay Overman speaking. I'm currently in Brentwood, Long Island, staying at my uncle Larry Smith's house. I'm a big and tall young black man from Boston, Massachusetts. Vacations are fun and this is my third visit to Long Island. What can I say, I like the city. The beaches, the sand and the towns are beautiful. I'm having th...