The little office was cramped and cluttered, and the tall ginger youth who seemed to be in charge had to move a few boxes of disposable coffee cups aside before he could shut the door. Once we were alone I could tell how nervous he was: he'd clearly never had to deal with a problem like me on one of his shifts. His name badge announced that he was called El...
As I drove toward Sir Steve's home, the exhilaration of our first meeting played and replayed in my head - causing blood to fill what I had already come to think of as His cock. The growth cramped His large balls, and I fidgeted but resisted touching, as I had promised Sir Steve that I would not touch His private parts after showering for my visit. Recalling...
Prologue. At twenty nine years old, I ran three jobs. I owned an alternative clothing shop on the high street, which was more of a hobby since it didn't make much money. I was a lecturer at Strathclyde university in Philosophical Studies and Human Biology, and I worked in an adult library. It wasn't intended as an LGBT library, but it soon developed in to...
Prologue. At twenty nine years old, I ran three jobs. I owned an alternative clothing shop on the high street, which was more of a hobby since it didn't make much money. I was a lecturer at Strathclyde university in Philosophical Studies and Human Biology, and I worked in an adult library. It wasn't intended as an LGBT library, but it soon developed in to...
Don's dreams were always exceptionally vivid. This one was exciting and a night trip to remember. Don accepted he was in fact dreaming and allowed the fantasy to take him away. The jungle was steamy and thick with vegetation. He and companion Stu were on some kind of exploring mission and for the most part lost. Monkeys chattered as if making fun of their p...
"Life is the great indulgence - death, the great abstinence. Therefore, make the most of Life – here and now." – Anton LaVey Chapter one| Jay closed one of his favorite books, a book read so many times over the corner of a majority of the yellowed pages went forward with evidence of many a bookmarking. The weight of the paper book felt good against his th...
I lay sleeping in a modified coffin, feeling the wonderful silk against my pale aged skin. The cushion beneath me was a fluffy cloud which my head rested on. I enjoyed sleeping in coffins, the dead had it so good. The bell clanged. Someone had entered my alternative store and was in rather a hurry. No customers had appeared as of late, so I was not expecting...
This is a fantasy story set in a fictitious land and in a time of medieval sorcery. All characters depicted are 18+. Although this story is in a time where safe sex is not heard of I would always recommend the practise of safe sex. CHAPTER 8 – The good, the bad and the ugly Phabian is not pleased, "YOU WHAT! YOU LOST THEM?!" He bellows. They are standing...
Aslan was an amazing and vibrant world. Long ago it was forged, like a weapon, by the gods. Life was littered across it shortly after. From the littlest bug to the biggest gigantes. Goblins, orcs, elves, dragons, etc. The world was sometimes a little crazy and war was a possibility. You thought you were below all that, a tiny flea in the grand scheme of thin...
Hello again, everyone! This story is Part II of my previous story, "Earning Danny," and it focuses on, and is narrated by Steven Price, Danny's closeted ex-boyfriend. If you read my first story, he needs no more introduction, but if you didn't, I suggest you do, or else a lot of this won't make much sense to you. :D Anyway, turning away from Danny and Jak...