"By Roman custom, it is your privilege to ask me to undress and reveal myself to you in my natural state for your intimate thorough inspection." "That is not necessary, pretty one. As best I know among Britons we only have that right if we consider purchasing you. But you are to be a gift to us by the Celtic soldiering auxiliaries. All the same, we can see...
Chapter Two "You wish to feed, Master?" Dorian smiled and held out his hand. The young man before him slipped his hand into Dorian's and Dorian pulled him into the room. As the door shut behind them, muffling the sound of the music from the club below, he led the young man into the bedroom. When he turned, he nodded. The young man removed his clothing with...
When the delicious smells began to drift through the apartment from the chicken cooking on the barbecue outside, a new lease of life was breathed into three men in various stages of undress crumpled together in a large and generous but recently abused and bad tempered sofa. As Badger unwrapped his new found friend and allowed Big John to get to his feet, I...
"Oh, come on, Rob. Come with me," Josh had said. "What's the worst that could happen? You could get laid. So what? It's about time. We've never been to a gay bar before—at least I haven't. And I hear Gustaf's is a gas. All made up in Transylvania style and everything. It's Halloween. They're sure to have pulled out all the stops for the occasion." No, I'd n...
The second story in this series. Please let me know what you think. Your feedback is important. * * * * After my fun at the urinal I decided to give myself a chance to revive. It seemed best to stay at the pub and meet George's mates and then head off to his with batteries renewed. I struggled back to him across the crowded bar. "So what have you been u...
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This is a work of fiction. All persons are intended to be age 18 and above. ***** This story starts with a key, as the title suggests. Duh. For some reason the previous owners of the house I'm currently living in had a shed built in the back yard - not one of those flimsy aluminum things you see at every Lowe's or Home Depot but an honest to God stick-bui...
It's Saturday night and you find yourself aching for some enjoyment as you sit in your apartment. Your hand squeezes your hardening cock through your jeans. "Fuck, I need to get laid," you think to yourself. As you stroke yourself through your pants, you run through a list of phone numbers in your head. "Amy? Nah, she's dating someone now. Trisha? Out of tow...
I awoke to the sound of Frank's gentle snoring beside me. My eyes flickered open and I was able see that morning had arrived. The light now drifting in around the curtains was brighter than the streetlight could provide. I looked over Frank's shoulder at the alarm clock; 8:39am, Saturday morning. What a fucking night! I lay there quietly thinking about all t...
Chapter 17: Mermaid Chorus Equipped with his trident, shoulder shells with the shark teeth cross-belts on his upper body, shell-kelp band around his head, Merrick and Adam walk to the small cliff over at the beach, under the night sky. His shell shard is vibrating and glowing on his chest as he walked. "Is there anyway I could be there without any of them...