We woke the next day and headed over to the church where Mack grew up. His parents had been members their entire lives and were holding a small luncheon of about 20 people to celebrate their anniversary. I met a few of his parent's friends, most of whom were polite and cordial, if not slightly scandalized by presence. Nonetheless, everyone was lovely and we...
All characters in this story are eighteen years old or older. *** I was walking home from spending the afternoon with my only friend, Maggie, when I noticed the group of guys playing football in one front yard. I knew Wayne Boudreau and his older brother, Shane, lived there, but Wayne was a loner and his brother was away at college, so I had no idea what w...
Christmas was a great day. After making love, Kurt showered me with gifts, replacing all the electronics my father refused to let me take with me, and surprised me with a replica dildo of his ten inch cock. Now I could have his dick inside me whenever I wanted it, especially when he was too tired to even think about sex. I didn't know how he found the time t...
It was now over a month since Ian's last disciplinary problem and he had at long last got his act together. He was now one of the best employees in the office. Even Carol, his hated line manager, had to admit he had turned over a new leaf. Although she still loved to call him a little cocksucker anytime she could to cause him maximum embarrassment. Ian's...
Three years earlier "Presenting..." proclaimed His Majesty's announcer, I walked from his side head on high. "Sir Gozlin de Lorraine!" "Presenting..." proclaimed Lothair's announcer "Sir Jacques de Bouillon." On the other side stood the champion of Lothair, brother of my liege Charles the bald, and claimant to this this area. A sword on one hand and a rou...
He swore up and down that If I just gave it a chance, I'd see that it was just the same, if not better. "Nah, nigga, I ain't with that gay shit." I slurred to myself as he leaned on his kitchen's island. "You ain't gotta be gay to try it for yourself." He said, staring directly into my eyes. I couldn't believe this shit was happening. "Just try it. Hell,...
Author's note: This is erotic fantasy and completely fictional. The main character, Jack, is a fictional, generic social media star / influencer, and is not a real person. Apologizes I haven't written in a while, but thanks for the comments and messages. They really give me ideas and encourage me to keep going! ***** Jack reflects on how he went from being...
Chris wanted out of the Nevada desert. The dust piping his sinuses heightened anxiety. His old 99' Buick rolled its last leg—just making it to Rick's Auto on the intersection of nothing. There was an attached gas station that had not spilled gas in a decade. He pulled up near an open garage with breaks squealing. He rubbed and flipped open his worn leather w...
I love Summer evenings where I live. During the week it's quiet, so you can usually find me right around dark at the park strumming my guitar. I'm no musician; I just like to give the night a soundtrack so to speak. I was doing that just a few nights ago, when someone cleared their throat behind me. I stopped playing and turned around. He was a tall thin...
I take a deep breath, barely believing what I'm about to do. The car is still running and I consider leaving, but know that I won't. I came this far. I'm here to stay. I grab the plastic bag in the passenger seat and look at the contents. It's a thin blue thong bathing suit. Not a man's thong (which somehow would make this better), but a bathing suit bottom...