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. And this is my first pure m/m story, so fee...
Debby was carrying some folders to her boss, Jerry Walker. It was close to quiting time and she was anxious to get home to her husband, Craig. They both got home about the same time and in the length of time that it took them to strew their clothes across the living room, they were locked in a loving embrace. Last night they only made it to the hallway leadi...
Notes: This story was written merely as a writing exercise. It is a subject I wasn't familiar with, and so decided to take a try at it to see where I could take it. For the next three years, this prison cell would be my home. At the age of eighteen, I was young and stupid and attempted to rob a gas station with a BB gun. Naturally, I was caught, tried, and...
When my eyes opened on the morning after my first workout session with Daniel, I wondered if I had been transported to some kind of medieval torture chamber while I slumbered. Or if the Black Death had made a sudden come back and ravaged my body overnight. Maybe small pox? Or Polio? I was engrossed in a pain the likes of which I had never experienced, neve...
Chris "Looks like someone had a fun weekend," my student teacher offered me by way of greeting as I came into the classroom. Instinctively, I covered my neck with my hand. Julian had left me with more than a few hickeys, but they were mostly out of sight with some strategically placed clothing. Or so I'd thought. "Good morning to you too, Rachel," I mu...
My name is Steven Vincent wife and I had been married for eight years and lived in a newer middle-class housing development outside of Dallas when this story began. We were one of the original units in the development that now had over 150 houses with plans to double that in the next eight to ten years. We had lived next door to an older couple that retired...
"So I've been thinking." Matt burst out as he entered my room without so much as a knock. "Always a scary thing." I told him as I sat up. "Very funny." He rolled his eyes at me. "But seriously. I have an idea." "What's that?" I asked him, moving over so I could make room for him on my twin bed. He made himself right at home, lifting my legs out of his...
Chapter 1 The ad was for a studio apartment on Lincoln in Venice Beach. Even a studio was expensive, especially close to the beach, but Dean really wanted the place. It was close to work, and he could work out with muscle dudes on the boardwalk. It was perfect, but it was out of his price range. He had to make it work. Maybe he could find a roommate, alth...
Author's Note -- There are moments of dubious consent or non-consent in this part of the story. If that type of element offends you, or is problematic, do not read. ### "Maria, c'mon . . . I told you this already." I held my cell phone as the sound of my girlfriend's voice reverberated in my ear. "I TOLD you that I have a meeting to go to. It's required...
I would like to take a minute and put LaRascasse on a pedestal and praise him for his outstanding contribution to my work. I cannot thank him enough for helping me with my terrible grammar. And, as always, to Oldnakeddad for really polishing these stories and making them shine. True miracle workers. (All characters are over 18 and this is a work of fiction...