At the end of this long day, and once again chained in bed within his cell, Eren sits on his pillow, reclining against the cool stone wall. He was exhausted from another difficult day with the Survey Corps, under constant threat within treacherous territories. The expedition had been intercepted and rerouted by a collision with a small cluster of titans. Des...
In time I found the strength to push myself up again, one groaning inch at a time, my insides aching almost sweetly. I swung my legs over the side of the bed and leaned forward, elbows on my knees, trembling everywhere. The floor seemed to expand at the edges of my vision, swirling like a membranous ocean a mile beneath my feet, head slowly spinning. The bar...
Uncle Charles proved to be as dense about identifying men who wanted men in choosing a vessel captain to entrust with his recalcitrant nephew, not to mention one of his precious merchant ships, as he had been about Billy's behavior—and, more pointedly about the Reverend Andrew Apsley he fawned over. Billy's uncle never did seem to latch on to what the good c...
I was nineteen; it was summer. I met him on this crazy Saturday night. My friends were dragging me out to a fight in some abandoned bowling alley out by the pier. That should've been crazy enough but something started to change that night. It was Dave and Pete's idea. We'd been buddies since we were little kids. They were really into boxing, like I'm-gonna-...
All characters in this story are above the age of 18. ***** It had been a long day and an ever longer swim practice. I had just walked back to my apartment. I was actually beginning to think that I could relax tonight and not have to service Ben or Dan. I had not seen either one of them in over a week now, as I rode the elevator up to my floor and walked t...
I was walking down by my house the other day while my wife and son were out of town. There was a group of black guys playing football on the street. As I walked by they said hello and I did hello back my eyes looked them over and saw they had pretty sizable cocks and they were partially hard. I watched as they flopped around and it made me stop walking. The...
********** Jonathan gazed at the empty glass and a bottle of Macallan single malt scotch across from him on his coffee table as he vaguely recalled why he had fallen asleep on the couch the night before. "Here goes another day of existing but not really living," he mumbled to himself as he returned the bottle to his private bar and headed off to take a show...
I had just started going to a gym. The first day there, I was fucked in the sauna by a bodybuilder. I was now going back to see if I could hook up with him once more. As I walked in to the gym I saw him. My lover was talking to some other guys when he saw me. He excused himself and walked over to me. "I see you came back for more," he said. "Wait for me aft...
This one marks a return to my customary indulgence in romantic bearotica. It's an interracial love story in two installments. This also marks my first foray into omniscient 3rd person narrative to capture the perspectives of both leading characters. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. ***** Thirty-seven year old Clarence Goodman st...
(c) Copyright jvaughn, 2014. All rights reserved. Copyright violators will be prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law. Chapter Three "Fuckin' son of a bitch!" Hearing a deep angry voice so close to him, Kim was instantly wide-awake, heart pounding. He jumped to his feet and backed away from the giant on his futon. The events of the previous evening c...