I love to do nude drawing (or nude paintings). In the art world they call it Figure Drawing or Figure Painting. I am involved in a Figure drawing club, which is enjoyable, but the class is very professional like a college art class. What I mean is the poses are never sensual. Think of it as a Playboy magazine pose, rather than a Penthouse magazine kind of po...
Chapter One Wally - 2004 Wallace Reginald Cooper Smith took his wallet out of his pocket and looked inside. It contained his college ID, an expired New York State driver's license and three one dollar bills. Closing the wallet he returned it to his back pocket and sighed deeply. There was nothing that he could buy for three dollars that would fill the ache...
“No, I’m not interested!” a man screamed as he slammed his door in the face of two mormon missionaries. Elder Smith and Elder Wood had been struggling ever since they had been put together as companions. They were serving their missions in New York City, which wasn’t a bad place, but they just couldn’t seem to find anyone to wanted to listen to their message...
Chapter 4: In the Son I gloried in the September sun raying down on the terraced vineyards of Tuscany, as I followed Paulo, the grandson of the owner of Villa Montebella, the Conte de Ghiberti, into the rows of wooden stakes supporting luscious green leaves and vines interspersed with moist clumps of purple and green grapes nearly bursting with rich juices....
Your college years have gone to waste after that stupid teacher had to fail you, you were doing too good for it to be real, and now here you are, knocking at your big brother Ben's door after your mother sent you to live with him, according to her, you need a good role model and he will help you get back on track with your studies. You just sigh as you hear...
Hello! My name is Tristan Wood, or Triss as my friends and family like to call me. I'm 22 years year old, recent college graduate, and unemployed. Right now I'm living with my old man Harry Wood, he's a thickset man in his late 40s. Though, pops has been living in constant sadness since mom passed away seven years ago. At first, he barely bothered to do anyt...
Comments, critiques and tips are welcome. *** Hello guys and welcome to the seventh chapter of this lovely series. I love you guys a lot and I thank you for your love and all your comments in the previous chapter. It shows that you guys really love this story a lot. I appreciate that. Get hooked with me and let's make it even more interesting. Don't forge...
Disclaimer: The following account is a fictional story of sex between two adults. If you are not allowed to read such stories by law or by any reasons, do not do so. Otherwise, enjoy. Any comments and feedbacks are welcome -John Antony Till the day I had seen him, I was the most care-free person in the world. Everything was perfect. I had good looks with g...
A continuation of my previous story and my second one I've written. As I said, any and all feedback is appreciated. I hope you enjoy. ***** I let out a long sigh, tired from filling and filling out the paperwork I had planted on my desk when I came in today. It has been over a month since my boyfriend and I had our fun with the devices, and while we still...
It was Sunday afternoon. Three days, and I had nothing. Nothing. Nada. Nil. Zero. Zilch. White screen on Word. Asterisks rained on my page while childhood melodies flooded my head: Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing-- nothing, nothing all day long. Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, how do you like my nothing song? I managed to type my thoughts, my desi...