Once I was ready I laid on my bed waiting for Dad, Henry was busy shutting off the lights locking the doors, even he was a bit nervous, and maybe feeling a little guilt at the same time, this after all was his stepson, and a great kid at that. Henry walked in the room, Tommy laid there naked ready for him to take him, Henry sat on the side of the bed. "Tomm...
Disclaimer: This story is a work of pure fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental, and no harm or slanderous intent is implied or intentional. Other than that, the usual discl...
"Johnny this is Jace. If you're free lets meet at the library at 2pm," says the text I received. Luckily, I have no class later this afternoon. I'll just have to cancel the date I'm planning with one of the cheerleaders who has been flirting with me for a month now. Meeting Jace as soon as possible is my priority. My name is Johnny, a 22 year old college j...
Note: This story is a sequel/spinoff of my other story 'The Lunar Life'. While it is not absolutely necessary to have read that beforehand to understand this, it is highly recommended. If you are not a fan of sci-fi, I would appreciate if you gave it a shot anyway. It's not 'Star wars' sci-fi, more 'dystopian future' sci-fi. Hey guys, I'm back with the requ...
"Night Hon." Lani kissed Mike, her husband on the check. It wasn't a passionate kiss just a friendly kiss goodnight. With a toss of her blonde hair and a flip of her hand, she acknowledged the other three men seated at the table. "Nice ass." Troy called to her retreating backside. Without turning, she flipped him the bird. "Don't make any offers, Babe. He...
Mike was twenty-seven, six feet tall, one hundred and eighty pounds with dark hair, and nice looking. He was working on his Master's thesis in the area of psychology and had been given the assignment of Sexual Arousal. He was intrigued and excited about the prospect. Strictly hero, Mike could understand heterosexual arousal and even homosexual arousal but...
ON THE PONTE VECCHIO IN FLORENCE, 1968 Sometimes I think Ronnie and I planned our great European adventure while playing together in the playpen. This would be the trip of a lifetime, ten weeks traveling from England to Turkey. We were 18, a bit of dope headed college students, pretty novice sexually. We flew over on one of those chartered jets via Iceland...
(Note to reader: For a fuller context for this story, read the "Wolf Creek" novella series and "The Photograph 1: John" and "The Photograph 2: Jamie.") Joe knew his unit shouldn't have entered the Scharzwald this close to dusk. The doughboys had been picked off one by one by the huns, hidden in the trees. But Joe knew someone must get through and warn the b...
I'm tall, and used to wear long hair down my back in a big braid. I lived at the gym. My friends called me Thor. I have a nice big, fat cock and know how to use it. I would fuck any hot boy that walked. They often ended up calling me 'sir', even though all the master/slave stuff didn't interest me. We all get older. We can't work out all the time. The golde...
I had lots of friends growing up in Boston; there was so much to do. Yet, my two best friends were Rocky and Todd. We were the Three Musketeers. We were always together. With only three channels to watch, channels 4, 5, and 7, until they developed and aired channels 38 and 56, we never stayed in to watch television. We were always out playing. We all had n...