A continuation of my previous story and my second one I've written. As I said, any and all feedback is appreciated. I hope you enjoy. ***** I let out a long sigh, tired from filling and filling out the paperwork I had planted on my desk when I came in today. It has been over a month since my boyfriend and I had our fun with the devices, and while we still...
I passed by the old façade several times a week. The old neon sign reading "Paris Cinema" above the old marquis that simply had the word "Adonis". No movie name, just that one single word to let people know (the right people) what was going on inside. I had never been inside but I knew. It had two theatres inside. One showed straight porn the other, in wha...
Tom felt like he was going to be sick. He paced back and forth in his living room, mind racing. What was he going to do? Was it just his imagination? Maybe Jason had been joking, and he was worrying for nothing. He was just about to grab his phone to text Jason, and tell him not to come over. He could come up with some excuse. Just then he heard a knock on h...
I slowly sank to my knees between Derek's legs, wondering if it were really going to happen. Wondering if everyone were serious and actually going to go through with it. Were the four of us seriously going to suck each other's cocks? I looked over at Adam, on his knees between Barron's legs. His wide eyes stared back at me full of the same question I was a...
The couch was lived-in. I like that about furniture-- one more thing I had in common with Hec, I presumed. We fidgeted our feet, scratched our crotches and chewed our lips. I took the lone candy cane from the box that sat between us and looked into Hec's eyes. Pete watched us both. Char had insisted we bring him down to watch us finish decorating the tree. I...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** I look pretty in my mother's clothes, I thought to myself as I stared into the mirror. An old grey skirt of wool was draped over my long legs and an orange top fitted tightly around my flat chest, only sagging where my boobs were supposed to be. I never identified as a woman but s...
Ok, first time writing original fiction, let alone erotica, so be merciful people. Please leave feedback! ------------------------------------------------- I can still remember how pretty Alex looked sleeping. Almost angelic even. Little wisps of his impossibly blonde hair spilling over his forehead, despite his best efforts to tie it back during his eveni...
© My name is Grover Hatfield. I do handyman work now that I'm retired. I still get around, and I'm in good health. I'm proud to say everything still works. That's a necessity if you want to please the ladies. People tell me stuff. That's how I learned this story. It involves two gay guys and Doodles, a male Chihuahua. Doodles was a small dog, probably abou...
Prince Samuel Fontaine deWeath awoke in a soft, comfortable feather bed, his bruised body caressed in luxury. He hadn't felt this contented and at ease since he'd been a boy in his father's castle, free to run in the sun and climb in the trees. He took a deep breath and released it, a smile creasing his bruised features. Moonlight pouring into the open wind...
Editor's Note: story contains incest content. * Gordon Proctor had been watching the breathing of the lump beside him in the bed for almost an hour, and after sleep finally overtook his wife of 31 years he gently lifted the sheet a bit so he could slide out of the bed without disturbing her. A look back as he reached the door just to confirm that Eloise P...