They say absence makes your heart grow fonder. Apparently the same thing is true for your dick. The longer Chad was gone, the more I found myself craving him. I missed the smell of his skin, the warmth of his touch, and the comforting weight of his body on mine. I even missed the things that had bugged me before, like the crap he'd leave lying on the floor...
This is a true story as told to me in an email from a reader. I looked forward to joining the Army. The only choice I had, really. My parents had no money, and we lived in the poorest town in the poorest part of Alabama. Jobs were hard to get and paid only enough to make crime worthwhile. Aside from the part about you-might-get-killed, the Army was the orig...
Griffin's POV High school wasn't a horrible experience for me. I was lucky. I was able to fit in at my private high school by using my smarts and sense of humor to hide my true self. I made friends with everyone...the jocks, the stoners, the nerds...everyone loved me. I was a true chameleon. No one knew the true me. I wanted to go to college and was accept...
The drills had been run several times, at various times of day. Once clear of the base's gates, it would take the driver approximately thirty minutes to reach the cove where the modified seaplane was kept. Losing a man hadn't been part of the plan. Captain McNeely was a crack shot, that hadn't been in his file. Paul Johansen slapped his hand against the van'...
"Just relax," Andrew Yokoyama said to Warsame Wahid, and the slender young Japanese-Canadian man kissed the big and tall, dark-skinned Somali Muslim gentleman he'd brought home for some fun. The two of them met at Carleton University a long time ago, back when Warsame was a Criminology student, and Andrew was the stereotypical civil engineering nerd, the one...
Twenty five years out of high school, I found myself one day thinking about classmates, and former friends. Sitting by the scenic pond just a few miles from my apartment I did not have a care in the world that afternoon. The letter that came in my mail that morning informing me that my 25th high school reunion was just two months away set me to wondering wha...
Authors note: sorry for the wait. The last version was rejected for smut. And the one afterwards. ***** I lay in bed naked and panting, feeling the traces of orgasm pulse through my veins, better than what usually pulsed through there. I turned over and saw the sleeping face of my boyfriend of six months, Garland. His naturally feminine features were beaut...
This story contains scenes of non-consensual and reluctant sex. All characters are over 18. ***** The e-mail came out of the blue. It was from Ted Drake. The last time we saw Ted, he was still married to Patti. My wife Libby and I knew them from our son's school. One or the other of them would be picking up their kids at the same time as we were picking u...
The Tale of the Mighty Tungsten Tuberosity Part I "OK, now I think I get it," I responded to Jeremy's detailed explanation about the idea for his Hallowe'en costume being 'assembled' for the coming weekend. I continued massaging the meaty, dark-skinned foot resting across my lap as we chillaxed intimately on the rich mahogany leather divan in the cozy low-...
Chapter 7 - Training Reggie stopped, his hand on the knob to the door, key already unlocking it, and he spoke with his back to Shinji, "By walking through this door you understand what you're getting yourself into, right? You'll be in the public's eye, Kengo might find you again, and I expect obedience and loyalty from my Subs." Shinji nodded then realized...