Warning: Firstly, I'm new to this whole writing thing. Secondly, I have a bad sense of humour and that tends to be present even in my most intense romance/ sex scenes. Lastly, if you want more you have to tell me, I lose interest in stories easily and will probably not finish anything I start unless someone is hounding me. Enjoy. _______________________...
*"Give em hell, turn their heads Gonna live life 'til we're dead. Give me scars, give me pain Then they'll say to me, say to me, say to me There goes the fighter, there goes the fighter Here comes the fighter That's what they'll say to me, say to me, say to me, This one's a fighter"* Outside the stadium Christian was waiting for his taxi to arrive to take h...
The French Maid in the Sex Shop It was Sunday morning and I rode the metro into downtown Buffalo in order to visit the sex shops. Although I had a hot session with Glen just yesterday I knew that I could not wait too long before I needed to see him again. When I left his apartment the previous day he had told me to purchase a French maid uniform before comi...
For years I had sought cock in adult bookstores. Whenever I was on the road, the first thing I would do when I checked into my motel was grab the yellow pages and look for an adult bookstore in that town. I was not interested in meeting guys outside of a bookstore, anonymous cock coming through a hole in the wall, a pair of lips and tongue or a finger beckon...
Mark was 19 and he was average. Everything about him was average. He was average height, average weight, average IQ and sick of it. After finishing 6th form college, Mark had decided to take a gap year before going on to University. He'd had it all planned. He'd sold his car, sold his guitar, worked cutting lawns for the old people near his house and ended h...
"They say you can survive high school. Well, perhaps not. A homage to slashers, everything Lynchian, high schools, crime and punishment, sex and conservatism, popular culture and romance, this loosely written and casually spun novella takes you into the repressed and the debauched, the murders and the laughs, the families and the friends of a good ole Amer...
(Wiley was shocked to see Madeline, especially since she was pregnant and he is warned to always use a condom for manly sex) (The legend of the so-called gun fight between me and two pecker-heads spread all over Texas. As legends go, the fish became much bigger and the bloodshed much greater than reality. One far fetched story had me cutting off the ears of...
The house, standing at the end of Fraternity Row, had been decrepit for years before the new owners moved in. Graduations had come and gone for decades, windows had been smashed, the yard overrun with weeds. Late-night parties stretched past it as it stood, austerely, forgotten, alone. The advertisements described it as a fixer upper at best, so when the F...
Hey all. Thanks for the feedback and encouragement for the first chapter. I really appreciate it. I write from a outline that plans out my story arc which means that I don't always write chronologically, so I'm not sure how long it will take between some chapters. This short and kind of silly but I thought I'd post it anyway because it continues to let yo...
The following is a work of fiction. All characters are over the age of twenty-one years. * I walked out of the rural grocery store toward my car when I noticed the old truck. A vintage Toyota 4x4 similar to the one I had owned while in the service so many years before. I felt astonishment as I studied it. Not a common sight for sure. I stood staring at the...