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Death in Eden Ch. 04

by sr71plt on Sep 25, 2017
Gay Male

Pete need not have brought up my knowledge of Johnny The Club Wallace. I had that particular fucker ingrained deep inside me. A couple of years before Pete even transferred to the NYPD from San Francisco—and before I had been assigned to homicide—I'd been working the gangster beat. I'd gotten a bit too close to Wallace's employers in the Mafia, and that's w...

Death in Eden Ch. 02

by sr71plt on Sep 25, 2017
Gay Male

I woke up, thinking at first that it had all been one long wet dream. But when I opened my eyes, there he was, over at the full-length window, leaning his shoulders back against the side frame of the window and looking out over the morning traffic inching back and forth over the Key Bridge linking Georgetown to the Virginia suburbs. He was magnificent in nak...

Shapeshifter Ch. 03

by metajinx on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

~~~ * ~~~ This story is purely fictional. I recommend reading the first two chapters of this story before reading this, because it won't make any sense otherwise. If you don't like violence, please stop reading right here - there will be weapons, drugs, manhandling and rough sex. This part is narrated by Noom. If you think I need an editor you are right....

Shapeshifter Ch. 02

by metajinx on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Sorry for the wait! This is the second part of a multi-chapter story - if you haven't read the first part, you'll most likely be confused by it. If you are just reading this for the hot and bothering bits, sorry. There is some sex included, but most of this story is about a mental component. Don't bother if you are just looking for vivid images of porn ;)...

Death in Eden Ch. 05

by sr71plt on Sep 25, 2017
Gay Male

After we'd cleaned up from our little roll in the hay at his place, Peter Blair took me over to the Loudon County Court offices, which proved to be not more than three blocks from his old townhouse, near the major intersection where Route 7 coming out of Washington, and Route 15 coming down from Maryland at Point of Rocks converged—both old stage coach roads...

My Intro to Bisexuality Ch. 02

by Rockjob on Apr 3, 2019
Gay Male

At D and his wife's request I left Texas for Connecticut to help them build their small telecom consulting firm. On arrival I spent 6 months living with them till I got things cranking with the business and could afford to move out. D and I soon started getting stoned together again and avoided sexual involvement with each other for several years. One night...

Inevitable Case

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I picked my way through piles of corrugated tin, broken toilets, and lawnmower parts and came to a halt when I saw the blue uniforms and the wheel-less old Lincoln Town Car, with the smashed-in engine compartment, sitting on concrete blocks. Mullins had said it was an Inevitable Case when he'd called me, but I'd never get used to seeing the various ways that...

Retribution

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Chapter One: Christmas Present for Himself Jan heard his voice in the foyer and glided away from the man who was circling in on him and went to the door. The big Slavic bear of a guy, who had been introduced to him as Victor, had been pursuing him for nearly an hour and Jan was running out of ploys to politely elude him. That couldn't last long, because a c...

Gym Shower

by midnightwerenight on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

It had been about a week since Ed had picked me up at Junior's. Or, I had "allowed" Ed to pick me up, or I had sought him out, or whatever. Literally for two days afterwards it felt like my intestines had been rearranged. My anal cavity felt like a cavern. I was wondering if he'd done permanent damage to my ass. I wondered how all those porn stars do it all...

California Rimshot!

by CalHollows on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Maybe I'm just stupid. Maybe that's the reason. I have to learn and relearn the same lesson over and over: Sometimes our dreams and goals spin around and bite us in the ass. I'm Chip Beaker. I'm in a lot of trouble. And it all started with that damn apartment. Way out on Santa Monica, it sat high over the street and glimpsed the big, blue Pacific, out ther...