I woke up, feeling the weight of Taron's head on my chest, one arm loosely thrown across my abdomen. I looked down at his sleeping form, feeling the sides of my lips curl into a small smile. All I could think about was how comfortably we fit together, almost like we were made from two parts of the same mold. I thought back to the events of the previous nig...
It couldn't have been more than thirty-seconds after I got home when the knocking began on the sliding glass door leading to the balcony. It startled me. I looked out to see my next door neighbor Sam, with whom I share the balcony, motioning for me to come outside. I waved at him to come inside but he vigorously shook his head back and forth and pointed for...
This is a work of fiction, and as such the characters are not bound by the usual dictates of modern society. Unsafe sexual practices can be undertaken with impunity only in the world of fantasy. In reality, it is your obligation and your right to play safely, sanely and healthily. I hope you enjoy my work, and if you have any comments, or ideas that may in...
The weather mid-fall crisp and clear, parking just three car lengths from the entrance to the bathhouse almost precisely at 3pm, a full hour after the Saturday opening time, all good omens. Now, anticipation started growing into horny desire, considering how a month had passed since my last bathhouse visit. And it had been a year since my first visit - well,...
[This is the continuation of 'David the Graduate Student Ch. 01,' which should be read first] Chapter 31 Jon A weekend in London 1 As the Pentecost term progressed, I suddenly realized that when I was not in the lab or doing calculations on the computer, I was continually engaged in manipulating people. And poor David, bless him, was being pushed around,...
Authors Note: In the next coming days if all goes as planned and Lit approves all the chapters. All eight chapters will be coming up live. I've renamed the series to Chris & Jasper from The Fireman & The Librarian. I'm still thinking about possibly adding to this story and publishing it through Amazon. Of course, finding an editor, which I tried many times w...
The story so far... Ben, desperate for a little extra cash, discovered that there was good money to be made running in races as a 'ponyboy'. Despite being assured that the worst he would be subjected to would be a 'certain amount of groping' he has found that this led, inexorably, to a life as a prostitute. Moreover, Andy Mason, his pimp, along with Archie,...
I parked my car in the Glen Doll car-park. My plan was to hike over Jock's Road, an ancient drovers road in the Angus hills. I'd been looking forward to this trip all week. A weekend of solitude and back to nature, very welcome after a week of incessant emails and telephone calls. I spend more and more time at work replying to emails. Even the people who wor...
--Most of the stories told in the 'Rory and Sebastian' series are told from Sebastian Carson's point-of-view, rather than Rory's. The only story that's been told from Rory Masterton's POV so far is chapter 5. Originally, this story was also supposed to be from Sebastian's POV but I found it worked better told from Rory's. I hope you enjoy it. As before, both...
I was standing over my father's grave at Sunnycrest Cemetery as the cleric spouted empty words and prayers, and as my mother wept crocodile tears into her lace hankie. "Be strong, Lucinda," said my Great Aunt Martha, patting my mother's shoulder. Aunt Martha was my father's mother's sister. My mother sobbed even more energetically into the damp embroidere...