My entire fucking family is fucking Evan Rosier. Even my 94-year-old great-fucking-grandmother is fucking Evan Rosier. I don't know what they see in him. Sure, he's gorgeous. I get that. But he's not the charming, innovative genius my mother believes. He's a fraud. He's the smarmiest smarmy bastard in the history of the world. I don't care if he is filthy r...
AUTHOR'S NOTE* - One of the characters in this story is intersex, in that he has both a penis and a vagina. He identifies completely as male, and there are other intersex characters in this universe. I just thought that two hole are better than one, and hope that you do too. This story is a love letter to one of my all time favorite Sean Cody scenes, and I i...
"Well, I'm definitely down to hit a bar up with you," Logan says. "As long as you don't mention that we were hanging out off set to anyone when you're filming again." The secrecy is weirding me out, and maybe it's a terrible idea anyway. I look at Logan's face. "Should we not do it then?" "No, I think that would be fun. Where do you want to go? Campus Sp...
As it turns out, it hadn't been all that hard to persuade Clay to drive them to Lake Norman, offering gas money and to pay for the first round of six packs upon arrival. Of course, it meant they were on the road before seven the next morning, and getting up had been... hell. After dinner the night before, Asher had ridden James chest hard, leaving him with...
Colt is starting to sweat so much that he's pretty sure no amount of dry cleaning is going to get the stains out of his shirt. Curse of being well dressed, and singing practically non-stop for an hour and a half. But practice makes perfect, and Colt isn't about to give up on aiming for perfect. Well. Really, really good at least. With the studio recital com...
Hello again, princess. Welcome back. Welcome back yet again to our journey through your mind. Our journey through your feminine girlie mind. We are almost there, princess. We are almost to the end of our journey together. I know that makes you sad but it's okay. It's okay, my sweet sissy. It's okay because we have more to cover and I will always be with you...
EDITED FOR GRAMMAR Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consentual or reluctant sex. * This story is told in real time from the mind of the main character. For clarification, thoughts will be between apostrophes. Example: 'What a great smile.' Dialog will be quotation marks with the character designation in front. Example: Ken: "Hi, good to...
I woke up the next morning with a raging hard on pressing against Tara's ass. John and Tara woke right around the same time and we began kissing and caressing each other. Tara stopped and said, "We should prep ourselves first with enemas. I want to do anything and everything without any worries." There were three bathrooms, so we each went our separate w...
FRIDAY NIGHT Once my ride arrived, I gave the driver my exact address then I shoved my hookup guy roughly into the backseat before climbing into it myself. The car moved and I knew I'm about to have a fun night. Even more fun than I thought I would. He kind of leaned back against the door and he put on that oh-so-gorgeous smile that only made me want to ru...
"Kent, stop beating off and get a move on!" The rap of Cain's knuckles is so sharp on his closed door that it makes Kent jump, missing the knot on his gym shoe for the third time in a row. He frowns in frustration, finally gets it, and goes to the door, his bro standing there with an impatient look on his face. "Asshole, I wasn't beating off - and it's a t...