This story is a figment of my imagination. It has been dancing in my mind for too long and I finally decided to write it down. Hope it serves as a good read. * Episode 2 "Steve." Aiden whispered to the sleeping form. "Hey buddy, get up." Steve rolled towards one side and half opened his eyes to see who was disturbing him. "Hey C'mon, let's play some ten...
[Dedicated in the centenary year of her birth, to the memory of Barbara Pym (1913-1980), the greatest English woman novelist since Jane Austen. Forget Charlotte Brontë, George Eliot and Virginia Woolf. There is not a lot of sex in this installment, but I hope that you will read and enjoy it as a story rather than as wank literature.] Chapter XXII Dom: Chri...
not another werewolf story! I follow at a guarded distance the man who just saved my life, unsure of how much I can trust him not to take it later. He walks briskly, taking great strides with labored ease. He maneuvers the night as if it's day, lumbering about the backwoods like he doesn't feel the roots and bumps underneath. His manner disgusts me but his...
"Nice Shirt." "Thanks," Eddie Bocco answered. The man who had swung into position in front of him on the dance floor of Club Hercules was gorgeous. He was massive, muscular, and black—a black black even for Africa. Coal black. In contrast to Eddie, the man wasn't wearing a shirt at all. His torso was god-like and gleaming with a thin veneer of sweat in the...
One Saturday morning I awake to find the sun shining through my bedroom window. It looks as if it will be a beautiful day and I feel wonderful as I remember the dream I was having just before I woke up. In it, I was being fucked deeply up my ass on all fours by a beautiful blond hunk with a lovely long and hard cock while sucking on the cock of his twin! I w...
If you have been waiting for the sex to happen, this episode will make you happy, but make sure that you have read Parts 01 and 02 first. ***** Chapter Twenty-one Martin gets an unexpected offer Now that Martin was a research student, he was no longer confined to university terms: indeed he was expected to work at his studies for 46 weeks of the year, an...
Chapter 1 I could not believe it; my application for an apprenticeship had been granted. I was to start next week at the oil refinery. OK, sheet metal work was not the most romantic of professions but at least it paid well for an apprentice and that was all that mattered to me. I could learn a trade and get paid well for it in the process. I had just turne...
When Adam realizes I've stopped following him, he turns and laughs at my stunned expression. "Ted?" I just stare. "*This* is where you wanted to take me?" I ask, happy I let him convince me to at least wear a button-up and the nicest jeans I own. I was perfectly content slumming it in sweatpants and a t-shirt, but with Adam dressed in some crisp, belted, fo...
"Mark, come on, get in here, we gotta go soon!" Rob called from the bathroom in our L.A hotel suite. We were now six months into the tour. We had a couple of days off in Los Angeles before playing two gigs at the Rose Bowl in Pasadena.We had arrived on Tuesday and it was now Thursday September 19, the day we were to be interviewed by Ellen Degeneres. "Just...
By the time I've plunged the coffee and made a pile of buttered toast, I'm a bit calmer. In control of myself enough that I think I can manage a silent cuppa rather than screaming 'fuck off and away out of my life', the moment I see him. He's still glistening with water, hair in tiny wee wet spikes, with a towel tucked round his waist. A hand towel. It ju...