Chapter 2 - The Highland Festival - The Ride Continues 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...
Let's see. How do the lyrics go? The bitch is hot, he's ready to thrill, So give him inches, and fuck him well. My version of the tune, of course. Don't tell the Scorpions. Time for a break from our cross-country rumble. For the guys, it's a piss break, or a fuck break, or just any fucking kind of break they want. We're off the interstate now, though not...
~Brandon~ My head was pounding and I felt really sore. I didn't want to open my eyes but I kept hearing a persistent voice that kept urging me to open my eyes. I opened my eyes slightly and closed them again because the light was too strong. "Come on, you can do better than that Brandon. What happened to being a tough guy?" I was pretty sure it was Ryan's...
I walked slowly up 42nd street toward Time Square. My eyes scanned the crowd, always alert, looking for the muggers and pick pockets that had become common place since the late sixties. The sound of a Marathon Checker Cab was followed by the familiar holler of the cabbie yelling at a drunk pedestrian as he stumbled off the curb and into the slow moving traff...
The second story in this series. Please let me know what you think. Your feedback is important. * * * * After my fun at the urinal I decided to give myself a chance to revive. It seemed best to stay at the pub and meet George's mates and then head off to his with batteries renewed. I struggled back to him across the crowded bar. "So what have you been u...
Hey, thanks for the comments, guys! Really nice to know people like my writing. Okay, I'll smush together two chapters this time 'cause I didn't realize how short the first one was... So not only is this Nix's blackmail, but also his first day working for the incredibly hunky Rafe. :D Happy reading! ------------------------------------------- "Wh-what?" I...
The night was getting long. The giant antique clock at the far end of the long room where Shailesh has his cabin chimed 1 am quietly. At the office reception foyer unopened dinner packets ordered by a few employees were lying unattended. The exceedingly sexually attractive receptionist with an appropriately seductive husky voice, over whom most men in the of...
Mike clung to the arm of Larry, the older man he'd met just earlier in the day but who was everything to Mike at the moment, as, one of six men concentrating on their cards, a pall of smoke hovering over the table, Mike won another hand of poker. He hadn't even played much poker before now. And he'd never been in a place like this before now, either. The p...
I'm not sure what I said while I was in the garage. I was in shock. He certainly didn't say anything or let on about anything. Of course that might be because his boss was standing in the doorway to the office behind me and listening to what was being said. The mechanic was dressed in loose-fitting coveralls—and maybe just that and the boots, because he did...
I hoped that the journey from hand job to rough rider would be quick and easy, but not so. We couldn't stay in Phoenix to make up for the show. We had a gig the next night in Tuscon. It was the first night of the whole tour where our groove was slightly off. Aaron was playing meathead again. Keeping the beat steady on the two and four, making all the chang...