This story has some non-consent appearing here and there: If you don't like such things, please don't read. Other than that, enjoy! -Rinique ************************* They howled even though they hadn't shifted forms, the sound sharp and frightening, raising hairs on the back of his neck. Leaping over a decaying log, covered in moss and mushrooms, Damien...
Since he had nothing important to do on such a cool and tranquil Saturday, Leo found himself in the perfect mood. He grabbed his notebook and left his house. The eighteen-year-old high school senior didn't have many friends to begin with, but it didn't bother him very much. He always enjoyed being alone. Being an aspiring writer in his spare time helped in s...
RICHARD: These mechanical vehicles were fast, sickeningly so! I had never went so fast in my life! I held onto the rails, as the buggy jumped over hills. I wondered was this as fast or faster than Rejon. It definitely felt faster! However, the ride didn't last too long! We arrived in the canyons an hour and a half later, everyone getting out. We headed i...
Note: English isn't my mother tongue so have that in mind when reading; I tried my best tho. Anyway, sorry for the grammar mistakes and all that jazz; be kind about it tho, or better yet, let me know what I'm doing wrong in a respectful way. ***** "FUCK! I'M GONNA..." Kendall gasps painfully, body arching over the bed; balls tight to his taint, all will l...
Thanks are due again to my great editor. ***** "Welcome gentlemen to day one of your two-day stay at the Holleyoak Lodge Management Development Centre." Holleyoak was residential, and James was addressing the ten men assembled in the dining room, sitting around a large, and very old, oak dining table. The current group were having a final coffee and had n...
*all references to characters, locations and events are fictional. Any similarities between this story and real life are purely coincidental* With my mouth and tongue occupied with your dripping cock, my mind begins to take in the details of my predicament. Here I am on my knees in front of you, my lips spread into a large O by the ring gag fastened around...
Part 9. Nice Guys Finish Last...Or Do They?: Jason's Perspective As John Roberts and I rode up in the elevator, making out - he in a drunken stupor and me stone cold sober - I was faced with a decision...a decision that was more difficult than you'd think. My hard cock, straining in my pants, wanted me to extend this make out session to John's bed in his ho...
We'd met somewhere neither of us had ever been before or would ever go again. Now we were here again in this room in the old colonial house with the chittering sounds of monkeys, working their way through the jungle outside, coming in through the open windows. He lay there under me as he had each night, holding his hands over his head waiting for me to t...
For Rolliander, this was the realization of an old dream. The elderly dwarf's hands were tight around his arm, the grey-bearded man relying on him for support along the precarious journey down into the pool of water beneath him. A thin veil of steam was rising from the bath, obscuring Rolliander's vision of his elder priest's plump, sagged figure; obscured i...
The time was planned for months. We need to coordinate our two busy schedules so that we get the most of our free time. And, for three years now, we've been able to 'keep the spice' in our relationship by going on 'love trips'. Basically, 'love trips' are just an excuse to have sex two or three times a day in different locations no closer than a mile apart....