This is a gay erotic fantasy inspired by an episode of the ABC sitcom "That Girl" titled "The Apartment," which first aired on Oct. 5, 1967. Watching a repeat of that episode served as a springboard for this fantasy, though this story is purely the imagination of this author and does not reflect the intentions of either the actors who played these characters...
Almost four days had passed since he had accepted Mr Crowe's job offer, but for Joshua time had flown. Keen to ignore the excitement growing in his gut, he had busied himself ever since he'd left Pleasure Manor with preparing for the move. He had handed in notice on the tiny apartment he'd been renting the very next morning, and Harry had offered to pay for...
(Reading parts 1, 2 & 3 will help understand the flow of my story into the world of bisexual pleasures) ***** The wonderful session I had enjoyed with both Natasha and Harry out on the beach ended and gradually all five of us guys returned to our bungalow. For one reason or another, we all were too tired to do much more than crash. Peter and Bob were in on...
Neil had always been what you could call the 'outdoors' type. From early on in his life he had developed a passion for the open spaces, rolling moor lands and soaring peaks of the Scottish highlands where he lived. This had extended into a love of many outdoor sports such as kayaking and rock climbing but the thing he still enjoyed even more that the adrenal...
Chapter 02 The hustle It was a Wednesday night. There is nothing deader than my bar on a Wednesday night. We did all our business on the weekends. I'm sure Pete would rather close the place during the week if he could get away with it. But he couldn't, so here I was watching three drunks nurse their beers. It was about an hour before closing when he came...
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Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Author's note: Whereas every other chapter of this series is told from the perspective of the son, Harry Morris, this chapter is told from the perspective of the father, Tim Morris. ***** When I woke up and sleepily turned my head to look at the clock on the nightstand, I couldn...
Harry Bolton had been in Beirut about a year. He was one of the more noticeable gems in the motley collection of expatriates from this or that Western country who centered our lives on the American University of Beirut for a taste of the cultures we otherwise, and for different reasons, were escaping. He was an academic from a rather vague, but obviously wea...
I was suddenly aware that I was awake. You know the way that goes. You're off in some dream world and then you wake up. My head felt groggy and for a second I didn't know what was going on or where I was. My dream was fading fast as I tried in vain to recall more than just a vague idea. The next thing I was aware of was how hard I was. I rolled over onto my...
"The Lesson Continues..." "Don't worry about it," says John "we did say it was a one-off." John's words were spinning round in Harry's mind like a demented carousel as he replayed the events of the previous night in his head. Each time he imagined his mouth around the velvet tip of John's cock, savouring its sweet taste as John slides a wet finger-tip agai...