The following is a sequel to my entry in the Halloween story contest of 2007 submitted a year ago. The title was THE TABOOS OF TRANSYLVANIA. * He was so handsome and charming in his dinner jacket that night in August on his eighteenth birthday. Reginald has his mother's big brown eyes and his father's debonair strawberry blond looks. But he inherited his...
Part of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong === I followed Bradley up the stairs, hardly able to believe that I was about to do this: I was finally going to find out what it was like to have a man in my bed. It seemed as if I had waited for this for so long, but in reality it had just been a matter of months. Looking back, I felt as if I...
Chapter 57: Gracious Fate "Nnnhhh..." Syrinx stirs weakly in the bed. She can feel a lukewarm press on her forehead. Her body is so weak and shaky, not to mention abnormally hot. "God, finally..." Came Kevin's voice. Syrinx opens her eyes and looked to the side to see her boyfriend by her side. "You've been out for 3 hours, I couldn't wake you up." "I see...
Comment by the author: After reading *a lot* of these stories I finally decided to try writing one of my own. Hope you like it. If so, I might try another, or maybe a second chapter to this one. ---------------------------------- "I'm..." Kyle swallowed hard and forced himself to say the last word: "...gay." His mother Lina was quiet for a moment, but th...
"Officer Hawthorne, can you read that back to me?" Warren looked up, eyes bleary and thoughts elsewhere. He glanced down at the dictation. He had taken it with only a portion of his concentration, but he was fairly sure it was competently done. David Brown, his commanding officer, regarded him with a look of patient disappointment that a governess might re...
My intention was to find Watson and Abberline without delay. If indeed Braithwaite's unfortunate demise was a purely singular event I needed to clear the matter from an ever complicating playing field. Much deeper events were afoot, Mycroft and Moriarty's involvement behoove deep contemplation and a clean slate was the utmost imperative. The cabby stopped...
Author's Notes: After shopping this story around a bit I couldn't find the right editor for it so it is presented "as is". If it sucks, feel free to say so but try to be helpful with your comments if possible! This is my first story written from a male perspective (Julie and Dom started out as one, and there's a sentence I missed in there that proves it!)....
As I sat in the sauna at the gym and felt the sweat begin to pour out of me, I tried my best to keep my eyes closed, or at least not stare straight ahead at the man who was sitting across from me, but I wasn't doing a good job of it. Maybe if the man kept his towel around himself like I did, it would have been easier not to look, although in my 18th summer...
My wife leaned back on the overstuffed chair. Her pretty green eyes were glazed with lust and she had a hungry expression on her beautiful face. We had been married for over three years and together for six. She sighed deeply as her fingers glided across the slick wet folds of her excited pussy. I had never seen her so excited. Not even the first time we had...
As the head of his fat five inch thickly veined cocky touched my oiled rosebud my heart leapt. I had a fluttering feeling in my chest as I anticipated the ecstasy to come as I lowered myself onto his throbbing manhood. I looked down at my man. At fifty-three, greying and bald, he nonetheless cut a fine figure in a tight-fitting white G-string, he'd told me h...