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"Fuck", I say to him, "if you had a pencil dick, you'd be sliding in there now, right up to your balls, all nine or ten inches of you." "Ten," he says in my ear, nuzzling me. "Ok, ten," I say, my mouth now at his ear. "Whatever," I smirk. 'Ten' I know it is. It's our private joke. We'd measured it how many times. I'd run the tape from his pubes to level wi...
-- With great apologies for the delay and thanks for all the comments -- "Sebastian?" "I think so, Rory," I laughed. Half-laughed, I guess. Rory was staring at me in total shock and bewilderment, as if he'd somehow fallen asleep on his own life and woken up in a scene he didn't recognize. His silence lasted for another few seconds and his eyes were almos...
Chapter Twenty-Seven -- The Mother Of All Misunderstandings Aidan was on cloud number nine. It wasn't only because Heath had been adamant about keeping him awake half the night -- actually, that made him feel a bit wasted -- and not even because of the shared love confession from the day before. It was because, simply put, everything in his life was falli...
It started out innocently enough. Tim and I had grown up neighbors. He and his family moved into our neighborhood when we were both six years of age. He lived two lots down from me. There was a vacant lot between our houses where a house once stood, but had been torn down. A developer was going to build a duplex in its place, but that was to be two or three...
Chestnut Falls, 1949 My breath had become ragged as I pumped my dick harder. I closed my eyes tighter and tried to ignore the sound of my mother's vacuum cleaner coming from downstairs. Why did she insist on beginning her housework so early in the morning? I bit my lip and pumped faster, then slower, softer. My bed was creaking. It was no use, it just wasn'...
Aquata Cove Chapter 61: Pending Precipice "If we go through the Tower Trenches quick enough," Samudra said as he, Vanora, Ebba, and the Adras plot their next route, "We could make it to the Caspian Seas in time for the dancing jellies..." "No, we cannot go to the Towers." Vanora said. "Why not?" "We tried that once, remember?" Vanora said, "When we rea...
A/N: a continuing story - it’s recommended that you make sure you’ve read the earlier chapters first. * Happiness comes back to me, despite our continued separation, I know it’s temporary, I know time will pass and we’ll be together properly. Plus, that little wink at dominance from Seb was something else and has put quite the smile on my face. Now, my big...
Author's notes: I know that this will act as a bit of a 'spoiler', but I do need to make a brief warning about this chapter. It deals with binge drinking and self-mutilation and it's quite angsty. I'm hitting on some painful subjects and I would not want to make anybody relive past experiences or be offended or hurt by the content of this story. You have bee...
A slightly strange tale about a man in a loveless marriage and the neighbors next door. *** It was my fault, all of it. It was just an ordinary week in August, or so I thought when my vacation began. My wife Jill and I were planning on taking a couple little jaunts in the northeast and just hanging around the house in lieu of a real vacation because she...