Michael cleaned up the pear splatter on the wall and turned off his iPod, putting it back in his pocket. He didn't know how he felt about his recent discovery. His grandfather wasn't crazy? He did have a ghost? And said ghost hated pears? He decided it was time to pay the ghost a visit. 'Is there really a ghost in here? What if he's in here now? What if he...
AU: I apologize that this is kinda late, I discovered Final Fantasy XV and let's just say it is highly distracting. I hope you enjoy a longer chapter as a treat. And the sass levels of Harley my god I love that girl. Please Comment **** It had been two weeks since the night that will not be mentioned. And Ben was fine, he was great actually. Life was perf...
Revised version copyright 2007 by the author. * When I went on that business trip to Houston with Joel Rogers, the gay guy from my company, I never thought I'd end up having my first taste of man-to-man sex. After all, I was a happily married man--still am. It was a hectic time, though, as my wife and I had just had our first child, a beautiful little gir...
As Brad walked down the streets of the Interracial Love section with Kevin, he noticed a black man frozen in place. "Kevin, why is that man not moving?" "Oh, that's what happens when an Author pulls a George R.R. Martin and doesn't update his or her stories in a while." Kevin pointed left. "That way leads to the Anal section. The Maxwell version of 'This W...
Disclaimer: Welcome to my world! As always, here comes the disclaimer. You just can't live without those, can you? My stories are almost always fantasy based, (vampires and werewolves and angels, Oh my!) and this one is no different. This story holds strong BDSM themes as well as Slavery, polyamoury and romance. Mind you, my depiction of Slavery is *not* rea...
I graduated with a Master's degree in December of 2019, which ended up being a mixed blessing. On one hand, it meant I didn't have to deal with the bullshit of having my final semester take place during lockdown and quarantine. On the other hand I was freshly graduated and looking for work at right about the time everything closed and all the jobs dried up....
John Dungan, the third son of Archibald, the Baron de Blaguere, of Ardkill, Londonderry, was a man of few words but of precipitous action. When the Irish potato famine started destroying the lives and working ability of the families producing the Irish whiskey at his family's distillery in Londonderry—and particularly in challenging his endurance at watching...
Guys, thanks for your comments. I have some new ideas to try in you which I hope you'll like. Please keep those cards and letters coming! ---------------------------------------------- After rooming with Tan for a few weeks, I was getting somewhat used to meeting his expectations. Apparently, his parents insisted on having a spotless home and Tan, raised...
I was sitting at the bar of the Meridien Hotel in the Russian seaport of Murmansk, one seat away from Lev and with Mariana, a blowsy blonde, sitting on the other side of me, chatting up a businessman from Moscow. I liked sitting next to Mariana at the bar. It got a thought into men's minds, and, if Mariana wasn't who they were looking for but Mariana represe...
Leonard, eyes wide open and glazed, panting and moaning slightly, lay on his belly on the bottom bunk in the prison cell, his eyes glued to Big Phil, perched on the desk across the cell, his feet on the floor, his legs spread, naked, slow-stroking his cock back toward full erection. His eyes also on Leonard, gauging where they now stood. Leonard was still we...