Magic filled the room when Isadora opened the music box: Hec stopped his rummaging through his dresser drawers looking for his magnifying glass, and I quit my searching through the closet. The tiny bells and the tiny drum sticks played the delicate melody. Everyone stood, silently listening. I'd never recognized the melody before, but Hec did. "Chopin," he...
In revenge for my son, I regain my top-hood * Coach Kaugman pounded on the door (interrupting my first foursome with my wife, her father, and my father) to warn me about my son Bobby. "He's at a football team party, and it's getting wild." He drove me over to the motel room site of the student whoopee, and indeed it had become a "drunken debauch." Naked c...
My name is Scott. I'm twenty-two years old, I'm a professional ballet dancer with the Chandler Theatre. I've had fourteen years of ballet training, I have the coordination, agility and the stage presence that a dancer needs to be a success. I also do nude modeling and sexually explicit videos. At some point during my career at the Chandler Theatre, one of...
Author's note: To those who were afraid that I'd kill Sid-- be not afraid! I love them both too much to see them separated. Find below three alternate endings. I'd always planned to write a fourth, where Wes would sacrifice his life with Sid so that Sid would be alive and well, but as I said before, I became so attached to them that I could never write suc...
Sorry Guys for taking so long with this. I've updated the first chapter IAW our sponsor's policies – for all who may have missed. I've got some ideas as to where this may go....stay tuned and send my some (good) feedback!!!! Would still love a word from an Asian on this! ---------------------------------------- The next day was awkward to say the least. Al...
We proudly present the second part of the first in a series of unjustly neglected underground classics of erotica, revived and reinterpreted for your entertainment and pleasure by Tristan Trotsky, a noted dilettante of decadent literature. --- 0 --- The earnest literary critic can but conjecture about the state of mind of the author of the sad and perverse...
Disclaimer: This is all fiction, based on my own imagination. They have no relation to the real world. Any similarities of real people or places are purely coincidental. I hope you'll enjoy it. Keegan Richards was one of the fastest swimmers at Montel College. He was not the largest of his team-mates nor was he the tallest at five foot six, but he didn't...
This story takes place in a rural area in upstate New York in 1985. ... Chapter One: Unexpected. This wasn't what I was expecting to be doing today. That thought raced through my mind as I knelt in front of the young man who was resting back on my living room couch; a lad who had lived about a half mile down the road from us for his entire life, which wou...
Okay, so you have read the title and it has caused you to see what the story is about I guess. So, without further ado, I will relate the details as follows: Let's say I'm in my later forties. It is an out an out lie, but for the sake of my ego, please bare with me. I have been married to the same woman since I turned 19. You do the math, but it equates to...
I've never heard from any Asian men -- darn! Aren't there any real guys like Tan out there? ----------------------------------------------- I woke up the next morning still splayed out on the beanbag chair feeling extremely relaxed having been spanked and then fucked into submission by a young and masterful Tan. I was crusty with my own cum and could feel...