Note: This story has been previously published on the Nifty Archives. * * * * * To bow. To worship. To breed. These are the notes of his symphony, his soul's hunger. His eyes dart from body to body, evaluating, finding nothing of either sustenance or substance. In his emptiness, I sense his desperation for my religion. He seeks a fane with an altar of...
Warning: This document contains Adult Material. If it is illegal where you live to view adult material, leave now! If you find Adult material offensive, you may also leave now. If you have not left, then it is assumed you are either not illegal and you would not be offended by the content of this story. ***** David couldn't believe how easy it was to con...
I am a cock and cum slut. I truly mean that. I cannot get enough of men's cock. Morning, noon, and night, I love servicing hard, throbbing, dripping cocks, and feeling them fuck my throat until they shoot their warm creamy loads down my eager, waiting gullet. Of course, it is no surprise that this overwhelming desire makes me naturally submissive. Over the y...
I had been working temporarily in the DC area near the Pentagon for a few weeks. While there is an excellent mass transit system in the city, the apartment I was living in was far enough away from the Metro stations that it would take almost as much time commuting to the nearest station as it took me to go ahead and drive into work. I guess if I knew anyone...
While Trisha poked around in the detritus on the lake shore, Ryan lay on their picnic blanket with his eyes closed and listened to the lapping waves and seagulls. He and Trisha had the beach almost all to themselves that afternoon in October. It was the first time since his father's visit that he'd felt really peaceful, and Ryan wanted to soak up as much of...
We were closer to town than I thought and it only took a few minutes more before the buildings of Main Street came into view. Sven pulled over to the curb in front of a little department store. "We'd better get those jeans replaced first thing," he said as he looked down at the damp cum stain in my crotch. "Hold your hat over the front of your pants when we...
I cracked the door to the suite, Henry's was note still crumpled in my fist - his bold, all-caps letters smudging against my palm. I was dead tired from my powerful fuck session with David, but my petering energy was enough power to keep me rolling around in bed thinking about that stupid note. Alex Owens, that name echoed in that hollow space of my brain w...
This story was originally written to be a sequel to "A Ghost of a Chance", but as I wrote it, I created it in a way that it should stand alone just fine. As with most of my stories, we have a couple disclaimers. The first is that my this is not a piece of porn, its an erotic short story, emphasis on the word "story". You want quick porn, seek elsewhere. Seco...
I was in Chicago working for a client. One evening, having a drink at the bar in the hotel where I was staying, I saw a seriously hot guy across the bar - short, lean and muscular, balding with bright blue eyes, geeky glasses, in a tight shirt with two buttons opened showing what appeared to be a nice chest working at a laptop. We exchanged knowing glances...
During the summer after my sophomore year at college, I worked at a convenience store by a gas station. The gas station was situated in a rural area but there was still some traffic on the state highway so I occasionally got some customers. The job itself was quite boring but I figured that there were worst jobs to do and the pay was not bad. It had been mo...