Indian summer was in full swing. As Benny jogged slowly along the Reservoir in Central Park, sweat gluing his T-shirt to his body, he could almost fool himself into believing it was still August and that he hadn't missed half the summer with his illness. He scowled and grumbled under his breath as yet another runner breezed by him, but at least he was no lon...
March, 1622 Wolstenholme Towne, Virginia The unseasonable warmth that early March brought James West to the holding pool of the stream leading down to the river. James was a young settler in the royal grant English Virginia Company's Martin's Hundred holding on the Virginia peninsula east of Jamestown. As far as he knew, he was the only one who knew about...
Chapter 1 It had been a long flight and hellish Uber into the city, and Tom just wanted a beer and a burger. Room service was done for the night, so he headed down to the bar, where he figured he could at least get the beer. There was a game on -and one guy at the bar. This place wasn't exactly hopping at 11:45 on a Wednesday night. The bartender was a cut...
Having only cum the once on Tuesday with Hunter, I was raring to go on Wednesday, unfortunately, the same couldn't be said for my jocks. I sent all of them test papers hoping to deliberately low score them so that I had a reason to fuck them all again. However, it was football night and the seniors had a game of touch football with the freshers. While it w...
I wake startled and suddenly remember where I am. I feel the weight of Abduls arm on my waist. I gently pick up his arm and lay it next to me. He rolls on to his back, now snoring. My asshole is sore and I have an incredible urge to empty. I slip out the bed, look at the clock, it's only 0530. I creep to the bathroom and close the door. I turn the light on,...
The following story is a work of gay fiction. It contains sexual acts between males. This story focuses on: Humiliation, diapers, sissy play, domination. Copyright 2014 -- Feedback is appreciated. * My university decided to cancel classes for the day, but it was too late: I was stuck in the worst traffic of the decade. Mainly due to the incompetence of b...
Lucifer was my father. I was literally the spawn of Satan. Holy fucking shit. I stared at Gabriel, unable to process the information. I was a daemon, or at least half daemon. I wasn't a seraph. "That's not possible. Lucy's an angel. I'm a daemon." "Seraphim cannot be born or breed. They just appear. The fallen seraphim gained the ability to reproduce, but t...
Pronunciation: Þórlákr: Pour - lah - kh; Abjörn: Ah - b - yorn; Fuðflogi means "man who flees the female sex organ." Some of the words are in Swedish, others are in Old Norse. The ones that are in Old Norse I researched, while the ones in Swedish are from Google Translate. Please tell me if they are wrong. Enjoy. * Loki was bored. And it was never a good...
Sam woke up and enjoyed the feeling of the silk sheets, the large bed and big fluffy pillows. He thought for a moment he was dreaming because he definitely was not in his dorm room and then BAM. It all came flooding back. He could not go back to his dorm and he had temporary accommodation above the bookstore. The GAY bookstore where he did not want to work a...
*Don't worry! I've had some problems with taking a long time to complete series, but this is one story where you don't have to worry. The entire story is completed as of now, but I am releasing it in two chapters for sake of length. I'll release the next chapter next week. Anyway, I hope you enjoy my new 'series' The Slave Boy. All Characters are 18+*...