Author's note: Please bear with my grammar. I only use English as my second language. I am not a writer or anything but I do aspire to be one as I found out I liked writing stories. I don't have an editor only because I'm shy. Please read the prologue of this story, Event Horizon, so you may follow the lead. Please write your comments below as they are appre...
Notes from the author: All characters are FICTIONAL. All characters are 18+. They do not relate to people in real life or to those that are in any TV series/anime/manga/novel/audio-book/etc. This is my own work, and I'd like it if there was no unconstructive criticism (especially since I can't guarantee that I'm a perfect writer XD) Enjoy~ Chapter 1 ~...
Sometimes it seemed like a dream to me. Two weeks ago I’d wound up at my brother Scott’s apartment and gotten stoned and next thing I knew he was sucking my dick. All kinds of things happened from there. It was kind of a wild night. The next day, however, he’d all but pushed me out of his apartment. I wasn’t sure if what had happened had been my fault. Maybe...
This story contains elements of non-consensual relations, and abuse. This story is a fantasy and should be taken as such. If you don't like my story, then don't read it, or better yet write your own. This is my first story and something I'm trying out. For those wishing to add nice comments, or HELPFUL critics they are always welcome. I Hope You Enjoy ---...
I backed against the lockers and prepared to defend myself. I knew I couldn't fight them all. One or two maybe but together I was easily outnumbered. My conscious mind was chaotic. My subconscious however was planning. Words formed on my lips to protect me. His fist seemed to slow down and I wasn't sure whether it was the vampire blood in my system or my m...
(non-erotic no sex till next chapter ^,^) * I sat in my room watching the news: another animal attack, killing a homeless bum, I sighed. I turned the channel and watched South Park softly chuckling to myself. I felt my phone vibrate beside me and read the text from my friend Bruce. "Hey Jagger wanna come over?" I replied quickly saying I'd be there in...
Part 5. A Cold War With Another Napoleon: Jason's perspective Things were going pretty good for me at work. I was good at my job, I liked most of my co-workers, and, maybe most importantly, the higher-ups in the office liked my work. My personal life wasn't worth shit. But I suppose not every aspect of one's life can be clicking on all cylinders at the same...
This is a copyrighted work of fiction written by Tucker McCallahan. All rights reserved by Tucker McCallahan. If you are reading this story anywhere but at Literotica or the author's personal blog then it has been posted without permission. Please report plagiarism to: tuckermccallahan-at-gmail-dot-com. * The problem with fucking in the men's room at Harve...
In the months following my first meeting with Archer, Charles and I fell into our old routine, only with snow on the ground there was no lawn to mow and I started my new job of shoveling snow and deicing his sidewalk and those of his neighbors. Being that this was not a weekly event our private excursions into his hot tub, bedroom or garage were less frequen...
I awoke two days later after having been washed, cleansed and oiled while I was out following my and Stephen's adventure. My skin was tingling from the oils they'd used. I was naked under the blankets in the low light of the fire. Outside the wind was again howling, which I would learn was a near constant reality at this altitude. Apparently my recovery from...