I once heard a radio DJ say that if someone is awake at about 2:30 a.m. midweek, it's "stupid early" or "stupid late." I was up stupid late. I had gone out to dinner with the family of a friend of mine. Someone's birthday or graduation or new haircut; I don't remember why. Dinner lasted late, but I needed to go somewhere to unwind a bit afterwards. I went to...
Thanks to everyone who read this story, commented and emailed. I'm sorry it took so long to finish, but writing it was a much harder task than I imagined. It made me appreciate the prolific authors on this and other sites so much. There will be a short epilog coming soon to tie up any loose ends. ***** When Love Takes Over Ch. 10: The Finale When Chance...
(Authors Note: This is the 9th installment in the Brownstone series. In reading order they are: Michael Ch01,02 Charles Ch01,02,03 Michael Ch03,04,05. When I started writing the brownstone Scott was the first character I developed, as I wrote more I realized I needed to give Michael a back story...then Charles...then Cecil. As always I hope you are enjoying...
This story contains femdom, gay conversion, extreme humiliation, BDSM aspects, and frankly, is fairly extreme. If you enjoy it, please check out Power Trip, by wally_west, who inspired this story. ***** That evening Nicholas took a very long shower. He was finally unlocked again, and the soreness of his anus made it difficult to clean. Despite being free,...
Chapter 7 It was the Thursday after Christmas and for the past 3 days I've felt confused, hurt, and angry. The anger was directed mostly at me. Three days ago, a person who I had hoped to get to know better called me his ex-partner's name at a most unappropriated time. I had told others of his interested, but had not heeded my own words. I'd spent all of T...
I woke up slowly and squinted at the digital clock next to my bed: 7:48. Why was I awake so early on a Saturday? I almost groaned with annoyance, ready to press my pillow over my face, but an abrupt jolt shot through me as the memory of yesterday flooded my brain. Julien! I sat up very quickly, pillow tumbling aside, and looked around. I was alone in the...
Chapter 1: The Interview Audition for boy toy. Wanted, young twenties, low fat, little hair to serve the needs of several men for weekend get-away. Audition a must. Email if you fit the description and are interested. Must send photo. That's it. That's all the ad said. What excited me the most was the word several. Three, Four...More?!?! Being a swimmer, I...
The bare bones version. I apologize to no one. I am the decider. "This is harassment," I said. He grinned. "Please report me, then." "It's not funny; it's the kind of behavior that can get you in real trouble." He leaned in closely, too close, and mock whispered, "Yes, I'm very dangerous." My fingers curled around my notebooks. "Mr. Griffith, I expect...
The news was unexpected. I can't say it was devastating. In fact, it elicited no truly emotional response from me whatsoever. But just a few months ago I was scrolling through my Twitter feed and a headline jumped out: "Yahoo Chat to shut down permanently." I paused for a moment when I read that headline. Yahoo Chat. It had been probably ten years since I,...
"You're doing it again." Terry sits back against the wall and ignores my glare, or at least pretends to. Our table is in the corner of the bar and his stool is wedged into the corner so he'll have a place to lean when he passes out, which he always does. He takes a sip of his drink and pretends not to look at me. "I'm fine." "Tell that to your palm."...