A couple weeks later, I'm sitting in the first of three classes that are blocked together on my schedule for Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. An email from the professor who teaches my second class appears right as I'm about to close my laptop, announcing that the class is canceled and apologizing for the extremely short notice. I'm thrilled that I won't have...
Chapter Eight - Into the Trenches 8:00AM in the morning and here I am walking into the school, my first day at Algonquin. I discover to my dismay that the cafeteria on the Campus is comprised of seven vending machines, along with chipped, plastic laminate, mismatched tables and orange and yellow 'sixties plastic chairs in varying states of disrepair. Ther...
This is an entry to the 2017 Winter Holidays Contest. A while back, I was asked to write a story centring on "a big hairy front row lust triangle 😉 #bellypower #niche." If you don't follow rugby, the front row are the loosehead prop (with "1" on his shirt), the hooker ("2", between the props) and the tighthead prop ("3"), and are known for being the powerho...
When I was 18 years old, I was kidnapped. Except, it wasn't your typical kidnapping. There was no ransom call, no revenge plot, nothing. Nothing except a couple of seriously fucked up, twisted minds of some seriously fucked up, twisted psychopaths. It was the summer after I graduated high school. My best friend Lacy and I embarked on a 2 month backpacking...
Aquata Cove Chapter 61: Pending Precipice "If we go through the Tower Trenches quick enough," Samudra said as he, Vanora, Ebba, and the Adras plot their next route, "We could make it to the Caspian Seas in time for the dancing jellies..." "No, we cannot go to the Towers." Vanora said. "Why not?" "We tried that once, remember?" Vanora said, "When we rea...
Disclaimer: The characters in this story are entirely fictional, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. The following story involves graphic descriptions of sexual encounters. If such things offend you, please read no further. For everyone else, I hope you enjoy the story. This is the second installment of my first...
Ernie sat behind the wheel of the old pickup truck as it roared north on route 23 headed toward Circleville. His elbow was out the window and the warm June air rushed in, and there was a smile on his face as big as the sky above was sunny. But that wasn’t the only thing big. Ernie was sporting a boner in his denim shorts as big and hard as they got. And he...
(Authors Note: This is the 11th installment in the Brownstone series. In reading order they are: Michael Ch01,02 Charles Ch01,02,03 Michael Ch03,04,05. Scott Ch01,02 Please bear with this chapter, it's not the strongest, but it's necessary to build the storyline for the chapters to follow.) **************** Michael had tried calling Scott to let him know...
I was about to turn thirty when this started. I had just split up with my girlfriend of six months pretty acrimoniously as I had found out that she was cheating on me. Unhappy with life I plunged into despair until I came across a BDSM site on the internet that took my interest . I had always been turned on and intrigued by the lifestyle and was in no doubt...
Happily it was Sunday and my first exam wasn't until Tuesday. I was wiped out from the weekend and wanted nothing but sleep after my pledge mates and I had breakfast together. Unhappily my roommate was in the dorm when I got back. He of course wanted to know what had happened at the frat house. It took way too long to convince him that I couldn't tell him....