DISCLAIMER: This is a fictional story that includes gay references and gay sex. It also includes references to religion. If it is illegal for you to be reading stories that include gay references or if your under age please stop now. If you take religion seriously then either stop reading now or take the ideas in this story for what they are: just a story an...
The riverboat hit a log, or something, on the hull right at my head, and I woke with a start. The first sensation in the soft, wavering light of a single lantern hung by the doorway was the sound of the drums and low chanting from somewhere above. The driver and cook at it again. The sound was monotonous and comforting all at the same time. It also seemed...
(c) Copyright jvaughn, 2013, 2014. All rights reserved. Copyright violators will be prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law. Chapter Seventeen Guy was going insane. He had gallons of adrenaline running through his system and nothing to do but sit there staring at taillights. He could sense Mel. He knew, of course, that his mate was at the church, not...
The following is true. It all happened. The timeline is a little scrunched but it all happened. I got lucky. I had fallen asleep on the hood of my car naked and covered in my own cum at a rest stop. The lucky part was that I was facing east and it was the sun coming up that had woken me and not a cop. When I'd crawled up on my car, there had only been tw...
Serving Rod -- Chapter 5. I would like to report the loss of my virginity!! I would really, really like to. Sadly... I can’t. Things got pretty hot in that truck pretty fast. Rod, busily burying his shaft balls-deep in Chrissy, had helped to unleash whatever had been building up in Meg, and it was as if she was releasing a lifetime of pent up sexual frus...
Uncle Charles proved to be as dense about identifying men who wanted men in choosing a vessel captain to entrust with his recalcitrant nephew, not to mention one of his precious merchant ships, as he had been about Billy's behavior—and, more pointedly about the Reverend Andrew Apsley he fawned over. Billy's uncle never did seem to latch on to what the good c...
Chapter 3- Morning at the Spa-Lunch-Visit to the Tailors Wakening at my usual 6.30am it was strange but very satisfying to find Will beside me in bed. Slipping out from under the sheets I made my way through to the bathroom slipping off my silk pyjamas and began my normal ritual of the three s's, slipping into a silk robe I returned to find him still asl...
One of the biggest perks of being a true 'road warrior' – of which there really aren't many as you'd think – is autonomy and anonymity while traveling. Truth be told, it's probably the one major benefit, aside from my salary, that keeps me engaged in business travel. When I first began my career in management, I looked forward to business trips as a means o...
It was a balmy June night. I was lying back on a set of concrete stairs that led from one street to the one above. There was a streetlight almost directly above me and I was watching the bugs swarming around it. I wish I could claim that I was having philosophical thoughts but actually I was wondering if bugs had emotions, if they got angry with each other...
Author's Note: This story is inspired by/for slave sal of Florida. It is a fantasy of what his perfect slave life would be, and who knows, maybe it will come true. Of course, I couldn't help but put myself in it as well :) . I'm also conforming to some of his slave voice style of writing. There will be some "inspired by actual events" parts as well. Enjoy!...