Oral Friends Three -- The Fishing Trip You may be familiar with my previous stories in this series; I hope you have enjoyed them. This is the third fantasy story featuring recurring characters. This story stands alone but is part of the series. ***** My best friend, Rich, and I had been friends since childhood. Recently our friendship moved to another lev...
I stood behind the boot of the Bentley in the front auto court of the Rivenhall country inn, perched high on the cliff over a horseshoe cove on the sea north of Scarborough, while Felix, the chauffeur, helped Forest DeWitt into the lobby of the inn. When Felix came back, he opened the boot of the car and started handing out the luggage. A valet was there to...
Let me first introduce myself. My name is Marcus Sinclair McManus. I am twenty-five years old, single and I live in Los Angeles. I work in advertising for a relatively small, but very successful and profitable agency called Sinclair McManus, which I also happen to own. I became the sole owner of this agency, founded by my parents Andrew McManus and Jennifer...
The week after Thanksgiving was new pledge selection time for AOK. Since Kyle was not on the selection committee, we got to spend a lot of time together. I knew I was a nominated because of what Troy had told me the previous semester. I still didn't really care if I got in or not. Even learning that it was basically a club for bisexual guys didn't add to the...
not another werewolf story! I follow at a guarded distance the man who just saved my life, unsure of how much I can trust him not to take it later. He walks briskly, taking great strides with labored ease. He maneuvers the night as if it's day, lumbering about the backwoods like he doesn't feel the roots and bumps underneath. His manner disgusts me but his...
The two figures, looking handsome together, stood at the doorway of the rambling adobe house on the heights overlooking old Santa Fe. They were standing close together, silhouetted shadows as seen from inside the house, where, in the great room beyond the foyer, small groups of people gathered in proximity - but not too near - a long trestle table, drinking...
At first Chet thought the older man staring at him from across the bar at the top of the cruise ship was Jamaican. The man engaged his attention because he had the most compelling light-gray eyes, which went really well with his silver-gray hair and the black suit with black silky shirt and black tie with a hash pattern of silver strands. But the thought tha...
AUTHOR'S NOTE This is a story about a young man exploring his sexuality and finding out he is a gay submissive. It is rather long and not all about sex so if you are looking for a quickie you might want to look elsewhere. This is a fantasy. All characters are over the age of 18. Please enjoy. ------------------- The next morning when I got up no one was a...
To our new Applicant—After You've applied You're reading this introduction because you've self-identified yourself to us in writing, as a prospective Club cocksucker. We have furnished this writing so that you can ruminate on your prospects before your scheduled interview meeting. You need to understand that at your interview meeting this script will be fol...
This is my contribution to the 2018 HALLOWEEN CONTEST. It is not a sex story. For those looking for detailed descriptions of strong, muscled bodies, or hot, steamy sex scenes, try the next one on the list; you won't find it here. As always I like to know how the story is received. Comments are very much appreciated (even critical ones; insulting ones not so...