Game of Love Ch. 08 Comments, critiques and tips are welcome. *** Hello guys and welcome to the 8th chapter of this lovely series. I love you guys a lot and I thank you for the support and love you've shown me. Thank you so much for your comments and rates. It shows that you guys really love this story a lot. I appreciate that. Get hooked with me and let'...
This story is graphic! If gay sex, breeding or forced sexual situations offend you please do not read this story. ***Spoiler*** this story is about forced gay sex. ***** Names Tod. I'm a small town construction working man in his late 30s. I'm divorced and I have an 18 year old and a 19 year old, both boys. Today was the day I got the worst news in my li...
"I should've just aborted you, you ungrateful little bastard." ~Linda Wilkinson to eleven year old son Shane~ * February 4, 2011 "Taz likes them," Shane said for the sixth time since entering the stretch limousine. As expected, Rory had lit into him about his piercings. And since Taz's endorsement was the most persuasive argument Shane had working in his...
Warning: I write love stories with graphic sex. Sometimes the lovers are of the same gender. So if love offends you, you'd best move on. MJL ***** As I sat in the unknown room, blindfolded, my hands tied behind my back, I was apprehensive, but not really scared. While it’s true there had been stories around for years about hazing stunts gone terribly wrong...
Chapter 2: First forays. ------- Part I. ------- A few weeks passed after my initial forays into bisexuality. The initial couple of attempts had left me somewhat disappointed; I had enjoyed the experiences but had ended up more frustrated than when I'd started. I had found I enjoyed the encounters themselves- the taste and feel of their flesh in my mout...
I awoke early in the morning with John's huge cut frame lying on top of mine. Head nestled against my neck, his breath came out in calm even intervals, steaming hot. He was sleeping like a sated bear, ready for the long winter. I, however, was aching all over. My throat was aching, my legs were spread open and sore—probably because I had maintained this posi...
Ian was on a roll. With the second draft of lyrics well under way and the melody writing itself, he knew he'd finally gotten it. He'd finally written a love song to rival all love songs. Honest, pure, impossible to ignore: exactly what he was going for. Becca had to listen to this. She'd have no choice but to love him and allow herself to be loved in return....
I managed to get myself together and was enjoying my second cup of coffee by the time everyone returned from church. My brother, Michael, and his family were there too. Since there was such an age gap between him and me, I never really got to know him very well. For his part he still seemed to see me as a small child and not worthy of much regard, so the lik...
After a long night out on the town, my friend Ryan and I finally made it back to the hostel we were staying at sometime during the wee hours of the morning. Ryan was wasted, but then again, so was I. As we stumbled through the hallway that led to our room, I watched Ryan fumble in the dim light to find our door. He was shirtless (he'd removed his baseball je...
I sat there without saying a word for at least five minutes. I was in complete shock. My entire body felt numb. This is totally not happening! The fact that he was gay was barely even registering in my mind. I was more shocked at the fact that he actually believed that people would think I was his boyfriend. The man is barely able to have a working relations...