Chapter 70: Easter Morning "Shhh..." Comes a low tone in the night, "I think he's asleep..." There came a pause, before Arnaav turns in the couch, groaning cutely in the big, fluffy blanket. "Ok, he's fine..." Whispered someone else, "He's usually a deep sleeper." "Alright, careful..." Rustling sounds of plastic can be heard as they creep around in the d...
"Hi, PJ." I looked up from my corporate provided Blackberry to see my little sister walking up. She pushed the handle of her rolling carry-on suitcase in and plopped down in the seat next to me. "Hi, Jen," I said. "You heard from Mom and Dad?" "Yeah, I just got off the phone with mom. They should be here any minute." I sighed. It was Monday morning and...
A week without locating Todd anywhere, and Hardesty was beginning to question whether he'd ever find him. He'd either gone to ground or to another city—or maybe home. Maybe Hardesty would need to find a way to get information on Todd's background out of the manager of that club where Todd had been dancing the pole. Maybe Hardesty would need to lean on that g...
Thank you for following Ryan from the Judge Ordered Slavery story to the Farm Boi series. This started as a series that had some of my own life experiences. We are way beyond that now. I don't know about other writers, but when I start something I have an idea...and then sometimes those characters come alive inside of my mind and take over the story. I becom...
Growing up on a farm in West Texas in the 70's was a time in my life that I will never forget. Especially this particular summer. It was the bi-centennial summer of 1976. It was also the summer that I would come to realize my true self as far as what I wanted in a partner. Girls were always the talk among friends. At my age it was just that all talk. But for...
A familiar tightening in his stomach, and clenching in his balls, made him pop his eyes open suddenly. He knew what was about to happen and he reached out to grab Logan's wrist in an attempt to stop him. Logan squeezed tighter and suddenly Mark was squirting thick stream over their stomachs and Logan's hands. Logan did not pause his assault. Instead, he move...
Winter break had come and gone we had said goodbye to 1977 and hello to 1978. My winter break was spent in complete and total bliss. I had spent the holidays with Tye being his adoring companion. I catered to his every need and kept his little tiny one-bedroom apartment in immaculate order. Being a poor college student on break from school I concentrated on...
I was sitting outside the cottage door, just in my shorts, wondering if the farmer who had rented the rustic Cotswold cottage with the thatched roof and the rose trellis beside the door to me for two weeks had misinterpreted my offer. It hadn't been in so many words, but I think I had been clear enough in my nonverbal delivery. But maybe not. Maybe signaling...
For fifteen years after the end of World War II, the British government retained conscription. Young men of eighteen were called up to serve two years National Service in the armed forces. Some guys were sent to fight in wars, some to defend the last turbulent outposts of the British Empire; I was sent to Germany where I got fucked bow legged. Of all the s...
Note: This story is based off of a piece of work by another person. You can read it here: https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/alpha-bull-men I am not following the storyline of the story, however the events are similar to the basis. Please enjoy. I had decided to quit my job. That was it. Done. Goodbye forever. I needed a change in my life. When I wen...