"Why haven't you told your friends to stop their virtual harassment? It's not funny anymore, Mitch." A tall slender man with disheveled sandy blond hair leaned against the bathroom door and listened to his friend washing the sods of the day off as he deleted message after message off his phone. "I didn't mind their ' Happy Halloweens' or creepy texts askin...
Hi guys! This is the last chapter of Embracing the Tension. I thought about breaking it up into two smaller chapters, but I figured I've tortured you guys enough already! Thanks for sticking with me through this very long journey and I hope the ending lives up to its promise! Yours, Hudson Copyright © 2018 by Hudson Bartholomew. All rights reserved...
Michael was a creature of habit. His life consisted of a series of daily events vital to his sense of well being. The formula for a good day began with his boyfriend Amid waking him up with an early morning blowjob. Amid was always up, cock included, long before the usual nine to fivers, tracking down the latest world events for his news magazine. The Arab...
I wrote this with further episodes in mind, so it may start a little slower. Any feedback about future directions would be appreciated, as it's been a while since I have written and am feeling a bit rusty. My obsession with cocks started only recently. Bizarrely enough, I first noticed cocks in a big way by watching straight porn. My friend Jamie and I we...
"I fell in love. I fell in love when I was eight years old and you were eight-and-three-quarters. You sauntered into Miss Jean's classroom with the sort of confidence I've only ever seen on the faces of Navy SEALs or astronauts. You walked straight towards me and stuck out your hand, an oddly proper move for someone who wouldn't learn to tie his own shoe...
"How was it for you. Martin, I am so relieved that at last you have had the courage to come out.!" I was still shy to let John know my leanings, me always having believed he was straight, but since I discovered he had my leanings we were that much closer. "It was good, John was the best, he knew just how nervous I was too, but he was the perfect teacher" "T...
This is a work of 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. As fiction, the characters are not bound by the usual dictates of modern society. Unsafe sexual practices can be un...
Disclaimer: Welcome to my world! As always, here comes the disclaimer. You just can't live without those, can you? My stories are almost always fantasy based, (vampires and werewolves and angels, Oh my!) and this one is no different. This story holds strong BDSM themes as well as Slavery, polyamoury and romance. Mind you, my depiction of Slavery is *not* rea...
Fuck Julia, I was screaming in my head, as I pulled on my jeans and a dress shirt and my leather vest, slammed through the apartment door, and stabbed at the buttons on the elevator door. She didn't feel satisfied. SHE didn't feel satisfied. Well, what about me? She didn't satisfy me either. Maybe I could satisfy her better if I ever was made to feel satisf...
On a shrimp boat trawler well out to sea, you and a big muscle-bound bruiser of questionable intellect are telling me while we are taking a coffee break in the trawler I'd signed on for my sophomore summer in college that the senior crew all have privileges with the new guy. Just an initiation—like crossing the equator for the first time. But more fun. What...