Ethan was sitting at the front desk and texted Jack: Hey, your uncle gives his employees St. Paddy's Day off! Jack: Yup, he trades it for President's Day. Because why the fuck not. Ethan: So Bray hit me up since they have off tomorrow and he and Etta are coming over tonight for dinner and games. I'm going to order from Red Rock so tell me what you want. J...
Comments, critiques and tips are welcome. Damon Reid vs. Tristan Thomas *** "You sure you're okay?" Tristan asked Damon for the fourth time since they boarded his luxury private jet. Damon had been looking preoccupied since he'd received a call just before they got on board. "Yeah I'm good." Damon sighed, looking out as the plane started taxiing down th...
"Man, we're going to be in so much shit if our dads find out about this." Bill said. "Just relax. They're never going to know." Lee replied. He was sitting on the sofa with his phone in one hand and the telephone number that the hot biker had given their dads at the concert in the other. "I'm not even sure why we're doing this." Bill said while Lee punch...
"Have you reached a verdict?" asked the judge. "We have, your honor," said the foreman of the jury. "Proceed," said the judge. "We, the jury, find the defendant, Harvey Gilfedder, guilty on all counts. Oh, God! No! Guilty! No! I had spent a fortune to hire the best attorneys and this was the best they could do? Oh, God! No! "Have you anything to say bef...
***** This story is a gay/bi male horror-themed erotic suspense story, told in three parts. All situations, characters, details and places described are fictional, except for the giant earthworms. Those are real. ***** #dominance and submission, #restraint, #bondage, #suspense, #Australiaisfuckingterrifying ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ P...
Who are you? You're Riley Walker, and you're competing in a very special tournament. You belong to a fighting gym that holds a competition once every year to determine who the superior combatant is! This competition is conducted with specific rules and goals in mind. There are three ways to defeat your opponents, or suffer defeat, yourself. One can lose by b...
Samir could hardly be called delicate in declaring who or what he was. I guess his blatant arrogance was what attracted me to him and had me submitting to him—that he seemed to have every reason to have supreme self-confidence. When he opened the door of the Dama Rose Hotel room in Damascus, Syria, on the first knock and our driver was standing there in the...
Phil ambled through the narrow streets of the small village. At this time of the year he liked to be comparatively near to where his family had their original home and Litochoro was as good as any of the similar villages in the vicinity. "Hey, Phil." He turned at the shout and returned the wave from a young man. He had already been there several days and...
It was three weeks before I saw Joey again. I had spent many nights looking for him, waiting at his bus stop, waiting for him to show up to catch his bus, only to watch the last bus of the night drive away without him. Maybe, I reasoned, he's found someone else, someone in better financial conditions, or better hung. It was clear to me the first time I fucke...
It was going to be his last night in Colorado for awhile. His head distant from the quantity of beer, weed, and tobacco he'd consumed that night, Jon looked at the aspens growing on the hill across the road from the cabin deck. The skinny trees looked like a choir of old men in the starlight. He wondered what they would sing, if they could. "You all right,...