*Whelp. This makes things awkward. A wonderful thing happened to me, starting three days ago. Ladies and gentlemen and readers of indiscriminate or expanding gender... I... am on a JAG. Writer's block is as common and frustrating as fender-benders, taxes, common colds, headaches, insomnia, period cramps, and many many other things. But ladies, gents, et...
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...
Chapter Six -- For You, Always Johnny His entire body was thrumming with delight. They were spooning, laying on one side and Johnny was moving in and out of his ass while nuzzling his neck slowly. Ruslan could barely believe it. First thing in the morning and they were like this. Johnny had great stamina and bottomless desire, as it seemed. Ruslan could ge...
Making to head home, I pulled open the front door of the Cottage only to find someone standing right outside: a petite brunette, turned away from the door as if surveying the night. When I appeared, she jumped and span round. It was Samantha, my fellow deputy manager. What the fuck was she doing way out here? "DAVID!" she exclaimed and gave me a stinging s...
Author's Note: Avoid this story if references to smoking cigarettes and doing drugs will offend you. I wasn't originally planning to write a second chapter, but I decided to let my imagination run wild after reading all your comments. I'll likely end this story here, but expect some similar themes from me in future works. God damn it, Mike. I can't believe...
Joe was exhausted. He was starving, thirsty and freezing. He'd been sitting naked in the same spot for nearly twelve hours, leaving his legs and back stiff from the solid, unforgiving seat. He'd sit for another twelve if he had to. If the legends were true, and he told himself over and over with a growing desperation they had to be, it would all be worth it...
"It doesn't have to be him! He is your kind; I can sense that. But a male? No cubs can come from him. If he is here there must be others of your kind. Let him lead us to them, be our guide. A kitling his age is surely capable of that. But you can't claim him, My Lord, the clan would revolt." Cavel's lips curled into a sharp sneer and he cuffed the cat on th...
"Rarely have I heard or felt such purity and devotion." A large rumbling voice filled the temple chamber. Both men's eyes snapped open and they gasped in awe. Cavel's hand tightened on Bashta's fingers, his knuckles turning white. An enormous black jaguar sat in front of the altar, watching them as his tail flicked back and forth. His yellow eyes reflected...
For almost twenty years I have been going on twice annual trips with a group of guys from my college days. Each spring and fall we rent a remote cabin for a week and go on our fishing trips. Very little fishing gets done any more. These trips have become our getaways from the stress of our high pressure careers and everyday lives. Truth is the trips are more...
We were closer to town than I thought and it only took a few minutes more before the buildings of Main Street came into view. Sven pulled over to the curb in front of a little department store. "We'd better get those jeans replaced first thing," he said as he looked down at the damp cum stain in my crotch. "Hold your hat over the front of your pants when we...