Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** ***Writer's Note*** This is my first time writing a story, hope you would enjoy reading it as much as me writing it. My characters narrated in the story, take on the appearance of Adam Foster and Nat Wolff from the show, room 104 season 1 episode 7, "The Missionaries." Sin...
No one ever expects or notices a disater until it is too late to save themselves. This was no exception. The virius had been around for decades, lurking silently until it couldn't be stopped. No one had thought it strange when families simply stopped having female children, thinking they were just more prone to having male successors. No one had even cared,...
While Mark was putting himself away, John stood up. Mark looked at John sheepishly and said, "I didn't mean to say that a while ago. I'm not gay. I'm sorry." And he honestly did look sorry. John looked at him and I thought I might've seen a human emotion cross his face and even reach his eyes. I think Mark saw it too. That is until his resting bitch face r...
My head hurt. My blush was hot enough to dehydrate me. There was so much variety. I was afraid to keep looking but also afraid to wimp out and leave. Wait, was that one shaped like a...a fist? And hooomagawd who could fit something as big as THAT in... I feel the panic and subsequent shame overtaking me. Why the hell had I thought this was a good plan? What...
Thanks so much to elno2015 for taking the time to review and help with this chapter. If you haven't yet, you should absolutely take the time to read her series, Woodbridge Academy. She's an incredible writer! Sorry for the delay on posting this chapter, it's an important one and I wanted everything to make sure it was done right. Hope you enjoy! ***** Luc...
I'm old enough now that I can tell this story. I planned never to confess it, but now I'm 98, so what the hell. In early 1944 I was 35, a US Army medic with our forces in Italy. I have Type AB-negative blood, the rarest type, and a flash message came in to our unit asking me to give blood for some government official injured in London in one of the V-2 rock...
NOTE: OMG Guys. Thanks for the feedback. I promise I will try hard to stop the confusing change of POV.J And I really need an editor, can't find one. I tried the list in the website but nobody replied. So, I am saying sorry in advanced for errors and stuff. Also, any volunteers? Send me your email through private feedback and I will send you the new chapte...
There were certain things in this universe that could always be counted on. The smell of old socks coming from the boy’s locker room. The pack of giggling females that crowded around the first-string quarterback as he slid down the hall. And the way Dillon Carver’s heart slammed against his chest every time he saw Jamie Walker. James, he mentally corrected h...
Chapter Eight -- Good News And Bad News Adrian woke up with a yawn and stretched, blinking hard to chase away the sand from his eyes. For a moment or two, he felt the place next to him with one hand. He sighed. Somehow he doubted Edward was in the kitchen, making waffles. But there was no point in being disappointed since Adrian was not at all into that kin...
The time is 8.45 on Saturday night. I've just downloaded an app on my smartphone and created a profile. "Shy bi guy looking for meets." I upload a photo. I'm bare-chested, in jeans. No face. Guys seem to flock to my hairy chest though. Almost instantly, I'm getting messages. Some of them are from guys that are bottoms as well. A few are pleasant enough...