Greg pushed the button on the treadmill to make it speed up slightly. He could feel the ache starting in the right side of his stomach but he felt restless. Around him were people in various levels of fitness running, jogging or walking on the other treadmills. The gym was fairly packed for a Saturday evening but he'd been lucky enough to find an empty spot....
"That suit makes u a horny little lad, doesn't it?" It was another text from Mr Matthews. Thomas was out at a bar with his co-workers, and he'd just sent Mr Matthews a picture of what he was wearing: a fine navy pinstripe three piece suit with a bright pink and blue striped tie and a lavish pocket square spilling out of his breast pocket. So Thomas texted...
*Surprise, Bitch. All characters are 18+* ***** "What would you like?" He was standing in the center of his spacious kitchen, with its slick granite counters and shiny chrome finishing. The sleeves of his green sweater were rolled up halfway to his elbows, showing toned forearms and lines of scars as neat as cross-ties on a railroad track. His hands wer...
This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially. All characters are over eighteen and clearly written to...
Today is my 3rd day at home after breaking my arm. I can't really do all that much (ie can't go for a walk, can't sit in the hot tub and I'm in a little too much pain to go for a drive although by the weekend I should be right there). I have been doing a lot of work - new movies and models on 'my site' but that work only gets me horny and I want some real s...
He approached me as i stood against the grey stone wall of a Chinatown building. “Do you smoke?” he asked. He was cute: built strong, with wide dark eyes, cornrows, and a firm jaw, square hands. i smiled a little and said, “Smoke what?” “C!” he said. i swear he called it “c.” i shrugged my shoulders. The truth was that i never had. All the drugs i had don...
Billy Olsen's life back in 1966 was no bed of roses, having been sick for much of his teenage years, and even after pretty much recovering from rheumatic fever Billy's overbearing mother insisted he stayed in the house most of the time, studying and reading. The result was that Billy was a smart kid despite doing much of the work at home, and his mother co...
I was early, and my car still smelled like cum, even though I'd left the windows cracked all day. I wasn't too worried about someone breaking into my car while I was at work—they watched the VP spots pretty closely. Then again, those security cameras could be a double-edged sword. I was being watched too, and leaving at four on a Wednesday was not exactly ok...
As the sun rose in the early morning, Helyah awoke from the deep sleep that he had succumbed to after having made passionate love to Jezmen. Helyah looked at his lover's face, and felt a longing to kiss his lips, his cheeks, his forehead. He understood that he was just as in love with Jezmen now as he had been when he believed the boy to be a maiden. Helyah...
I woke in the morning, a bit confused as to where I was. It came back to me as I felt the knot between my ass cheeks. There was no pain, as such, but a burning sensation persisted. Remembering what Tommy had tried to do to me, and not being aware of whether or not he had been successful, I put my hand down under me to feel what I could. It was clear that I...