Until I was 19 I worked as a farm hand. Feeding the animals, shovelling dung, tending the crops. All that changed the day Lord Sodomite came to my small town of Crandel. It was late summer, when the days were starting to get cooler but not today. My white open necked shirt was drenched in sweat and the sun was high. I was in the stables looking after the Coc...
Thank you to those who have enjoyed reading my first two entries about my distant past. I have found that I have not lost my lust for the good times I had then. I recently made contact with someone from my past and am now really considering relieving the fun I had with him (if I do I will chronicle it here, if there is any interest. Of course, I will call it...
(Note to readers: Thank you for all of the comments on all of the chapters thus far. After some consideration after reading these comments, I have decided that I did not like where this story was headed after the second chapter, so I am going to be picking back up from there and revising chapters 3 and 4 and hopefully continuing on for more. For clarity, the...
*This is a sequel to a "Friend Made Me His Bitch" It's been a month since I had a guy in my ass for the first time ever. And honestly, it's been a damn good month in my opinion. We spent every weekend fucking and playing video games since that was the only time his parents would be out and his sister is still at college. It was another sunny day and I...
Author's Note: This will be a fairly tragic story in some ways. There will be some terribly upsetting violence (nonsexual), and the ending isn't meant to be very satisfying. However, different people have different opinions. *** Bang! Crunch! Arthur's body was forced to lurch forward a bit, but when his heart stopped battering his ribs and his gooseb...
Yesterday I learned that Ben is dead. I keep thinking that if I repeat it to myself often enough, the words might finally start making sense. Lung cancer. Ironic, given that I've been smoking since I was thirteen while Ben never as much as touched a cigarette, as far as I know. There's a lot I didn't know about him, though. I didn't know that he was sick, f...
A slow warmup to a three-part story. To keep you interested for part two, first an ending teaser...enjoy! --- The air was silent except for the hot, heavy, slow breathing of Troye on his chest. Despite the smooth and soft skin of his abdomen brushing against him, Cameron staved off the urge to get hard again. He kept his arms wrapped around Troye's back an...
"That must be his plane now. Now, remember what you've been told about what your role is." Floris Bourek leaned back in the cushy backseat of the Lincoln MKT Town Car and turned to look directly at the Lebanese beauty sitting beside him. Jamila Maloof, model thin, with long, silky auburn hair, and light-brown, flawless skin, flashed her fluorescent-blue nail...
Vic answered the door in his usual tight jeans and baggy t-shirt, his black hair a little longer and more unruly than he typically liked it. He was a little soft around the middle, but his height made it blend in to give him a powerful figure. "Hey. C'mon in," he said, gesturing as he stepped aside to allow Tim into the apartment. The weather was cold, so he...
We are sitting naked at opposite ends of the long sofa in my apartment. The sofa is covered all along the seat and up over the back with a sheet of warm plastic for later games. We have taken our clothes off and discarded them as soon as we arrived home from our intimate dinner in our favorite restaurant. Of course, we held hands and rubbed each other's cock...