FYI: A past rape is mentioned but the act itself does not occur. ***** *Jake* The flight out to L.A. was long, I tried to sleep as much as possible, thank god my seat was in first class, I had tons of room and the seat next to me was empty. The flight attendant woke me up twenty minutes before we landed, which was nice because it took me a bit to get orie...
The rest of graduation week was uneventful. There were a couple of bullshit pledge things I had to endure but for the most part me and my sore ass were left alone. I spent most of the time studying and taking exams. There was an odd requirement that I remain naked and sexually available to all the senior brothers while in the house that week. That however wa...
Chapter 8: Potty Mouth Erica pushed her way into Brian's apartment. Brian and I stood back in amazement. "What do you mean we're still in danger?" I asked. "Stop and think for a moment. Evan, you are religious about turning your alarm on. Was that night any different?" "Of course not. I always turn it on, no matter what." Then Erica said just what I wa...
The cook had fed us with steak and cleaned up and left, leaving the two of us alone. My host put some soft music on and lit the fire. The wine had been excellent and I was feeling it in my head. The white bear-skin rug in front of the fire looked so inviting, and I wanted my head to stop spinning, so I laid down on that on my belly, facing the fire, staring...
This is for all of you who have looked for love in the wrong places only to find that true love finds you when you least expect it. This story is purely fiction, it was truly a joy to write and I hope you enjoy reading it. Comments are welcome! ~M ************************** I hadn't brushed my teeth for four long days, a fact that I only know because it w...
Connor was eventually kicked out of the room and was forced to wait in the waiting room until visiting hours started again. It was six in the morning and he hadn't gotten an ounce of sleep the whole night, when he saw Dalton walking towards the front desk. He held his jacket and was forced to wear his bloody clothes he had been wearing during the crash. He h...
Finally, Part 6! This is the final part of the story, and a lot shorter than the others, but to be fair, it was only one post on my blog, while the others were all four or five. Here comes your sweet resolution, people. Savor it This will make a lot more sense if you've read the other parts, but you should still get a kick out of it either way. Please rate...
"I have a delivery for a 'Mr. Eric Grant'?" A delivery? "Uh, sure. That's me. Come on up." I buzzed through disembodied delivery man, and curiously awaited him until five knocks on my apartment door announced his arrival. Opening it, I was surprised by the sight of two dozen long-stem red roses and a velvety red gift box with a gold bow and ribbon. "What...
It was the dead of winter, the worst time of the year in the New York City area. It was cold outside. The skies were a constant shade of gray. Even the snow was gray from the City grime. Leonard sat looking out the window aimlessly thinking his life was turning as gray as the weather ...... He was knocked out of his hypnotic stare by the sound of his phone....
The following is a first time gay tale that grew out of the dark place in my mind. My stories tend to have a cuckold theme. Most cuckold fantasies have a bisexual element. This is no exception, but it crosses a line. It's not uncommon for cuckolds to question their sexuality. As a mental exercise, I've looked at another man in the gym, wondering if I could...