Part 4: In which every good thing must end with a come ... My experience with Bruno dented and skewed my self-confidence. He'd used me. I'd let him use me. I'd willing allowed myself to be used. Then he betrayed me. But before Georgio threw me out, I'd laid my plans. I investigated his contact book. I know all about his gay friends. Now I follow up on the l...
Jim Ellis stood in the doorway of his bedroom and looked around the room. There were still a couple of unpacked boxes in the corner, the only evidence that he had only moved into this senior apartment complex about a month ago, but Jim wasn't looking at that little mess. Instead his eyes were fixed on the naked person sprawled on the bed, a bed that was nea...
Chapter 13: Trapped "Uuuuggghhhh..." Adam groaned as he stirred. His throat feels so scratched up, and he has a horrible salty taste in his mouth. His head is spinning like he just woke up from a horrible hangover. He coughed as he tried spitting out the salty taste; it's like the whole inside of his mouth is caked in with salt! He can hear... Water... Wa...
RICHARD: Sir Ruben sat on the throne, acting as King's hand. He wore the gold Borgion seal around his neck, staring down at his subjects. A number of King's Guards stood by in the throne room, being an intimidating wall of manpower that no one wanted to defy. Sir Leerwood approached the throne, bowing as he handed Sir Ruben a thick portfolio. "These are...
"Dude, I'm totally going to have the greatest costume for the party tonightZacky squealed as he got his wing stumps attached to his back. Johnny, who had accompanied him to the store just shook his head and laughed at him. Zacky had been talking about how he wanted to be a fallen angel for Halloween ever since last Halloween. Johnny also grinned at the look...
I think it was the rumble of the engines of the Air France S.O.30 Bretagne commercial airliner flying into African airspace, reaching out for a landing in Bamako, Mali, that brought up the memory as I dozed. Or maybe it was my returning to Africa for the first time since departing from Morocco for the Anzio Invasion eight years previously. Or the images surf...
"I said," there was a look in his eyes that terrified me as he spoke – my father had the same look when he was angry – "if you leave like this, then the next time won't be as..." I'd shut the door and started the engine and couldn't make out exactly what he said, but I think he said "gentle." The next time won't be gentle because he's pissed at me? Fuck hi...
Revised version copyright 2006 by the author. PART ONE: MARSH MOVES IN There are people who have always been a part of your life. You can't remember the exact moment you got to know them, or how--and it doesn't matter. Others enter and exit in ways that are forever etched in your mind, as if they were actors in a play: an aged parent slipping quietly away...
Warning: this story contains scenes of violent, non-consensual sex. **** Steven could not believe that he had a fat quarterback's cock driving into his throat. A relatively skinny, splayed out like a roasted pig on a locker room bench, with a fat dick plowing into his mouth. It was juicy and veiny, everything he had imagined from the porn scenarios he had...
All characters are over 18. This story takes place in 1989, before cellphones made it easier to call for help in a situation like this. ***** I had just looked at my watch—three a.m.—when the limousine started following me. I was walking up one of the city's main thoroughfares, heading home after visiting with some friends. It had been a night of movies...