Chapter synopsis: Our narrator expands Chase's hell beyond his home, Chase's new wardrobe beyond the one jockstrap, and Chase's virgin asshole beyond its normal size. ********* "I'm not going out like this!" How long was it going to take Chase to figure out that he didn't have a choice? I wasn't "asking" him to do anything. I was telling him. "Come on, m...
"Three weeks? You've got to be kidding!" Mark couldn't believe it. "Yea, I know, I can't believe I got the time off," Deacon replied. "You know how Howle can be. But he's making me do a few hours of stock taking tomorrow, which is the most boring job in the universe!" "Hah, you can't speak shit about him now! He is your new God," Mark laughed. "This is g...
Hello, all. I know it's been a long time but I'm getting to all my promises lol. I'm not going to lie, I'm mainly updating on another site that I can't name here or this story will never get updated. But this story is on another site under the same title name only with different character names. Anywho, enjoy :). Beta'd by Adrianabelen, whose been with me...
Chapter 5: Uncontrollable By Josh & Sadie Rose © 2007 I would like to begin this chapter with an apology to those who have been waiting patiently for further instalments of the adventures of Rayne for far too long. This chapter has taken me more than ten months to write; a record even for me. Due to circumstances outside my control the last eight months o...
"Stop that," Cal said with a groan, "You're gonna make me come." "That's the idea," Vince said, lifting his mouth off Cal's cock, his fingers still wrapped around the root of the shaft. They were an hour north of Denver on I-25, outside of Fort Collins, making about as good time as Cal's old rattling F150 pickup could do. Vince had been playing with Cal's e...
Chapter I: Over A Barrel The fight was fast and desperate; in the momentary illumination a vicious leering face shone before Huw, and his hungry axe licked out, splitting it to the chin spraying gore and brains over the doughty Celt. In the numbing blackness that followed the flash, an unseen stroke swept Huw's helmet from his head and he struck back blindl...
The metal door was a faded mustard yellow, and the dents at the bottom of the door looked like the result of somebody kicking it. There was probably a story behind every dent but my mind was elsewhere. The man I was with was putting the key in the door, and as it opened the number 6 on the door swayed with the movement. Inside the room was dark except for t...
Chapter 1 It all started on an unusually balmy autumn Chicago day near the Buckingham fountain replica in Grant park. Jeff was polishing off the final greasy bites of a Vie-enna chili cheese polish sausage, hurrying because he had only seven minutes remaining of his stingy half-hour lunch, when a figure sped by on a bike. Merely a flash he barely saw, but...
INTRODUCTION This is the story of how I underwent three regression therapy sessions with surprising revelations about my present life, love and personal circumstances Chapter 1: Opening Scene It was 7pm and I was beginning to get nervous, wondering if this was such a good idea after all. For the umpteenth time I had glanced at my watch, looked out of li...
I was in some town in Southern Texas, near the Mexican border, for business. I had flown in that morning, done the boring work thing all day, had dinner with clients, and was then mercifully allowed to get checked in to my hotel just before 8:00 pm. It was mid-July. I had no beer in my room, and didn't really want to go out, but hey, the company was coverin...