We were still cuddled on the lawn chair, Dom running his tan fingers through my sandy blonde hair when we heard the commotion. I heard a couple of car doors slam and the sound of men's voices. Dom and I looked at each other shocked out of our reverie. "Shit, they said they were canceling" was all he said. I put two and two together an realized Dom's erstwhil...
Editor's Note: this story contains incest content. NOTE 1: A special thank you to Estragon and Goamz86 for editing this lengthy multi-chaptered journey. Curiosity: Fucked the Straight Guy I can't explain for the life of me when I suddenly became curious. I mean I am 44 and have never found any man remotely attractive. Oh sure, I can tell when a man is goo...
Hello guys and welcome to yet another interesting chapter of this story. Before I go into writing I would love to thank you guys a lot for your love for my stories and for me as well. You guys are my inspiration and I love you a lot. I just hope you will find this chapter interesting. Don't forget to drop your comments at the end of this chapter and don't fo...
Disclaimer: this story involves the use of ecstasy and some cocaine, as well as playing off of some fetishes (like some light water sports). If this is not your cup of tea, please move along. This story is not based in any particular city, and any similarity in names of establishments are purely coincidental. The events depicted are based off of various mome...
Aaron, I guess this is weird I'm writing this in a letter. I just know if I tried to say this in person I'd never get it all out. I wanted to say that I'm sorry. I'm sorry for everything. I always knew in the back of my mind I'd never be enough for you. I just wanted to outrun it somehow – to turn 75 with you and look back and ask ourselves where the tim...
I examined myself in the mirror one last time before I left my apartment. My brown hair was tied in a low pony tail and my outfit was casual, but calculated. The colors served as a good contrast to my pale skin and brought out my green eyes. I took care to stay in shape, and my appearance was something I was confident about. It was something I knew I had goi...
Note: This story involves a character of mine named Lazarus. Now, Lazarus is normally 16 years old. However, this story takes place two years in the future, so he’s 18. Mainly because I don’t write child porn; that’s completely gross. I also made a boo-boo about where he’s from. In Twilight on Dreamworld, I mention that he’s Taiwanese, but that would suggest...
The day had finally come. I'd soon be moving into my newly refurbished house, according to the contractor, Mr. Gorton. Well, hopefully it really would be done this time. Mr. Gorton or Marty the malefactor as I sometime referred to him, had promised that everything was finished and done exactly according to my specifications. According to him, all that was le...
*All the usual rules apply. No part of this story may be taken or reused without the author's permission. Because I Say So!!* "Seven o'clock!" Rayne Wilde protested, in the face of Ant's frantic questions and Daniel Leland's silent, implacable disapproval. "You said I had to be back by seven and I 'am'! For Christ's sake, I dunno why you don't just lock me...
Autumn was closing in; the nights were getting cooler although the days were still warm. I had come into town to meet with a new client, a farm supply business that had been in the same family for three generations. The current owner had told me that the business was a mess. That was severely understating the problem. As I came out of the business's doorwa...