This story was difficult for me to write. Not because there's violence or anger. I've done that before. Not because it's dark, although it is. This isn't the first thing I wrote that you weren't supposed to giggle or rub your way through. It has the good v. evil struggle that some writers explore, although I'm not sure, in this case, how good "good" is, or w...
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...
Two weeks into the new semester, just as the calendar changed from January to February, a powerful nor'easter battered the New England coast and blanketed the state of Maine with five feet of fresh snow. Logan Temple, the sandy-haired freshman boy from California had never seen anything like it. He never imagined so much white powder could be spilled in such...
I swallowed the warm sticky spunk and held onto Hassan's cock until it was flaccid. He sighed several times and remained motionless with his eyes closed. With gentle motions I rolled the softening meat around my mouth. Every so often his thigh twitched. "That was amazing." He whispered at last. I hummed into his groin. "I can't believe I let you do it again...
Chapter One: Christmas Present for Himself Jan heard his voice in the foyer and glided away from the man who was circling in on him and went to the door. The big Slavic bear of a guy, who had been introduced to him as Victor, had been pursuing him for nearly an hour and Jan was running out of ploys to politely elude him. That couldn't last long, because a c...
Alright, new (Stand alone) Story to keep you guys busy while I finish the two series I have going now. I was kind of bored and was jumping around impatiently, trying to pick something to write. I started this one over a year ago and figured I would finish it since it was more than halfway done. I hope you like it, don't bite my head off if you don't. I prom...
I hate labels. I don't consider myself gay. Hell, I don't even think of myself as bi, either. Slightly bent? Straight with a slight curve? Fuck if I know because I love sex with women. Really, I do, except I've had a dick or two inside my mouth, too. So, what does that make me? Before Todd, I never thought much about it. Best to think of myself as a horny ba...
I've got another series going but this is one I've had in progress for a couple of years. Sometimes you need to go back and finish what you've started. There's more to follow but I haven't decided how to shape the latter parts and where it's going to go. Those with suggestions can PM and I'll try to accommodate where it fits.. While fiction, it has elements...
Okay, so this is my first story with my new editor Jezebell875, if you send me private messages send one to her too as I know she would love to hear the comments. So without further ado here it is. The chapter you have all been waiting for. Just to clear things up, I forgot to mention that Chad got held back a year in high school so that is the reason why he...
::Thanks so much to Niqqi_6 for editing <3:: Note: story contains nonconsentual themes. * My wife woke me up that morning by wrapping me in her arms and kissing me awake. I opened my eyes to find her nose just brushing against mine. "Good morning, Mr. McPherson," she whispered to me. I smiled back at her. "Good morning, Mrs. McPherson," I said grinni...