To my readers, I apologize for not posting anything lately and leaving several series hanging. Life, work, and a health issue that came out of nowhere had my full attention for a while. Life is still life, work has calmed down, and the health issue has been addressed. I hope this short story will ease me back into writing, and that you enjoy it as much as th...
Thank you to my husband who supports me in all my crazy endeavors and to Antagonee for some awesome and professional editing on this story! * Waking up proved painful and challenging. My head was sore and my vision refused to focus, the lids of my eyes heavy. I thought about going to sleep again when a low-pitched voice started to speak. "Quick! Get him g...
Jake Weavering looked across to the clock in reception; it read 19:25. "Good" thought Jake, "Only half an hour then I'm off." It had been a particularly busy shift at the hotel and usually by this time of the evening most of the arrivals had checked in but for some reason tonight they were still streaming through the doors. He looked across at the Concierge...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** I awoke to the near deafening sound of rain falling on the tin roof. I was alone in bed, but not alone in the house. I could smell something cooking and sat up in bed, wondering where Kurt found food to cook. Was that bacon? Getting out of bed, I walked into the kitchen and looked...
I had a relatively normal childhood, but I also knew something was off about me. I knew that I didn't want to be a boy, but a girl, and preferred the company of the girls I went to school with over the boys and their silliness. I preferred playing dolls with my sister over playing with the cap guns I got for Christmas, or playing ball when my uncle came for...
A foreshadowing that summer again would follow spring descended on my neighborhood in the form of a minor heat wave one early May evening. We'd had a particularly cold winter and early spring, and thus when the sun had brought us an unusually early warm day, we opened the windows on the bedroom level, giving the house its first breath of fresh air in over th...
This is a true story, you should read chapters 1-3 in order for this to make sense to you. * After the meeting with Jim and Laura described in Chapter 3 I continued to meet with them on a regular basis. A process evolved where I would email Laura and ask if I could visit, and she would set the time. Eventually we settled in to a rhythm of meeting every cou...
Raven took a deep breath and tried to calm himself. "Why? Do you think that I am really worried about getting the family money?" "All you have ever worried about was getting my money." Raven's father snapped. Raven lost the tight reign he had on his temper at that moment. "Father you do not know anything about me. I have no want nor need for your money."...
It had been another week since my continuing introduction to gay sex and I still couldn't stop thinking about it. I was totally turned on when I thought about the fucking and sucking that I had done / had done to me. My wife even asked why I seemed so horny when we had sex and while I couldn't tell her it was because of my thought about Chris I brushed it of...
Dear John, Last year I went through Vanuatu, where I had an interesting liaison with a hotel porter. He was a little camp, but not too overt, and when he showed me to my room he asked if there was anything else I needed. I joked, "Anything?" He told me he got off his shift at twelve and I said feel free to come over (they sleep on the premises). I was still...