This is the fourth chapter of 'Pony Boy' and, if you haven't read the rest, then please do so first. Quite a bit of the story refers back to events in the earlier parts and it won't make much sense if you read them out of order. And, of course, there are the usual disclaimers; anyone involved in sexual acts is over eighteen and we're all fictional. Enjoy...
My name is Jon Grossmann. Despite what you might think, I am not Jewish. At least, not ethnically. Maybe way back when someone in my family was, but no one in my family is anymore. Nope, just regular old uncertain European ancestry, like most North American white people. Anyways, not really trying to make this about race or anything, just making sure you wer...
Chapter 9 - The Prince & The Stallion We were awakened Tuesday morning to the annoying electronic alarm coming from Tam's chronograph wristwatch. I never understood the allure of the digital watch. Give me an old Timex any day. I use the term 'we' very loosely, because it was actually I who was awakened by the alarm. I also knew Tam had a full day of evalu...
"You ready?" Roberto asked over the phone. "...just about," Danny replied, shoving the last remaining pieces of clothing from his closet into a duffle bag. Around him, open cardboard boxes and a suitcase all stuffed with his belongings stood in a bare bedroom. His former bedroom. "All right! You can come over now if you like," the copywriter announced, z...
Chapter Two – LIVE AT THE FALCON A WORD FROM YOUR AUTHOR: "A warning to those who regularly read these evil, perverted stories. THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SHAMELESS HETEROSEXUAL NAUGHTINESS. If such behaviour offends or revolts you, please skip most of the last page. To the rest of you happy degenerates, enjoy!" xx. Sadie THE MORNING AFTER: Rayne needed to sl...
© Sadie Rose Bermingham 2008 The usual terms and conditions apply. This is My Underwear. Don't steal it. Don't wear it. Don't post it to your website without my permission. You can sniff at it if you must but when I catch you, you WILL be severely punished! Enjoy... xxx Sadie. * Kevan did not ring at all the next day. He did not call around to the flat a...
It took me a while to realise I'd been standing motionless in the open cubicle for several minutes, simply letting the encounter replay behind my defocused eyes. That really had just happened. I'd sucked a hot stud of a trucker and swallowed his load. Wow. At last, I stepped over tiles splattered with cum and spit and I left the cubicle. The toilets were a...
This story is entirely a figment of my imagination, a fantasy that makes me hot. I'm sure it's historically inaccurate. In Germania, Part One of Two I sat the sturdy horse and contemplated how much I hated my life. The guards were ahead and behind us being vigilant for threats as my father's bondsman chattered happily away at my side. I detested him and hi...
About 10 minutes had passed, James struggled weakly against his bonds. Despite that, his nose got accustomed to the horrible smell, it was still too much to bear. James coughed and gagged a few more times while turning his head right and left. The scent of all these things combined with him sweating and panting made him a bit dizzy. All the gunk that covered...
My name is Steven Vincent wife and I had been married for eight years and lived in a newer middle-class housing development outside of Dallas when this story began. We were one of the original units in the development that now had over 150 houses with plans to double that in the next eight to ten years. We had lived next door to an older couple that retired...