"Lions and tigers and bears – oh, my! Lions and tigers and bears – oh, my!" That same song lyric played over and over in my head as I staggered blindly through the thick undergrowth, my face whipped by the onslaught of branches. My panicked mind reached randomly for the familiar; a sense of normality that was lost at the onset of my journey. "Lions and t...
The steady hum of the aeroplane's engine was soothing as I settled under my blanket and shut my eyes in that semi relaxed state before sleep. The lights had been lowered for the passengers to settle for the eleven hour flight and apart from the odd flicker of the in-flight DVD players on the back of seats, all was very peaceful and quiet. This was the sta...
Readers of my story 'My First Ladyboy' will know that I was spending a lot of time in the Far East monitoring the activities of my company's agents from our London base. The initiative proved highly successful and it came as no surprise when it was decided to establish a small office within the region and I was asked to set it up. I was instructed to make...
All characters in this playful fiction are above the age of consent... ***** Sex was the only game in town... 'Everyone has sex. Yet everyone wants sex. That's the conundrum,' says Roly. 'All I do is provide a space for that interaction to take place. Nothing more.' No future. This far into the 1980s, I'm nineteen - straight outta high school with no qua...
"What other gay haunts in town have you been to?" Theo asked as they waited for their food. "None, when we moved here we were too busy with work to go out clubbing and by the time we'd got ourselves established we didn't have the inclination." Their food arrived as he finished speaking, he'd played it safe with a veggie moussaka and green salad -- he hadn'...
My names is David a white thirty three year old who is enjoy being an exhibitionist, enjoys masturbating, edging, the scent and feel of cum, and I have to confess, the scent and feel of piss. It's all his fault. Jonathan, just saying his name conjures up his image, tall solid built dancer slash swimmer's slash gymnasts gorgeous dark echolocate black body....
Thank you all who have been reading and following along. I always appreciate getting feedback. It helps with becoming a better writer and it's always an ego boost, so feel free to reach out. I will always respond! The usual spiel: This isn't a stroke story, (more porn with plot.) Be warned, it's very long. 33+ chapters, which is why it was originally publi...
The following is a sequel to my entry in the Halloween story contest of 2007 submitted a year ago. The title was THE TABOOS OF TRANSYLVANIA. * He was so handsome and charming in his dinner jacket that night in August on his eighteenth birthday. Reginald has his mother's big brown eyes and his father's debonair strawberry blond looks. But he inherited his...
© 2014 by R. Keith Peck He lights up the joint he'd been fingering the moment he steps off the bus, even before the other riders dispersed Looks of horror are fired his way. Doesn't he know where this is? This isn't Denver. This isn't the inner city. This is suburbia. We're normal! A mother with a Greenpeace handbag clutched her fifth-grader's shoulder and...
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