Hi all, this story is a little preachy but it works for me. Hope you like it and as always, comment and rate. Also, the Dorothy Parker poem is called Resume and the words that God speaks are not actually the oldest line from the oldest book. You'll understand later on. Thanks!! There were many statues in the park. Statues of governors and mayors from long a...
Leander couldn't help staring at the pretty boy in the corner. Every time he smiled his stomach tightened he was something else. But they were from different social standings. Leander, for short, was one of the schools most popular boys, waist length blonde hair, toned, ice hockey captain and gorgeous in a soft feminine way. He could have any girl he wanted...
Quick Explanation: Not real, didn't happen. All original. All characters 18 and older. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ He stood on the shores of New Orleans, the bayou calling out to him. His body trembled with the effort not to get his mind in faster than his body would allow, and he couldn't help but to revel in the sweet voices that called out in his head. Nathaniel... h...
4 Swan Point Cemetery was at the north end of Blackstone Boulevard, a very ritzy section of Providence. H.P. Lovecraft is buried in a smaller cemetery just a little further to the north, a stone's throw over the wall in Swan Point. Nettie brought us toward the family plot but had to stop a couple of small paths away. I could see the crane that was normally...
We met online, in a chat room, M4M. No agenda, no fetishes, just guys looking for other guys. We started out chatting, opening up about our desires and needs and the satisfaction missing in our lives. After weeks of near misses we finally met for coffee. We both had used pictures that were probably ten years old. We both were a bit gray now, and on the over...
Note: This is a conclusion to my old Friendly Favours storyline when I was writing as dreamweaver705. The story contains reluctant sex. All participants are over 18. ***** We were at the supper table when the doorbell rang. It was Sunday evening and we weren't expecting company. Sharon got up to get the door. I heard her talking with a man. I recognized t...
It can be difficult doing business in the Caribbean region, and that's what Suriname regards itself as. It used to be Dutch Guiana and it is on the northern coast of South America, so yes, technically it's touching the Caribbean. But it is not an island and it doesn't even have beaches, just mud and mangrove trees which protect the land from erosion. It als...
*All characters are 18+* The town of Haven was very quiet at this hour. A few of the shops were open, such as the blacksmith's and the dry goods store and the textile shop. But even those shops were lazy, chatting with a wife here to pick up a few essentials, working slowly around the store, or sitting in front, enjoying the rare March sunshine. All of the...
Disclaimer: Welcome to my world! My stories are almost always fantasy-based and involve non-consent. All characters are human. This chapter has consensual sex and interracial plot elements. Later chapters will present non-consensual situations, sexual slavery, and romance. If any of the above bothers you, consider yourself warned. If you decide to read, I h...
Disclaimer: I know I said I wouldn't do sequels anymore, but "My Subway Angel" got such a good response from you guys that I was inspired to write more on Doug. And hey, who knows, if I get good feedback on this, I might be further inspired to at long last finish my "Learning the Ropes" story. Tell me what you think. ___ "My name is Doug, and I have breast...