Chapter 1: Chris Pond Chris entered New York City for the first time. The silver train rattled like a broken wheeled shopping cart into Penn Station. This is like Disney World but real! The unforeseen dungeon pressure squeezed his skull and neck as he powered through the submarine texture: rows of iron bolts up high. Now craving the Big Apple's sun, he mov...
All participants are over 18. The idea for this story was suggested by donaldelliott11, with thanks. ***** "With this ring, I thee wed," Angelica said. With this yoke, I thee burden, Artie's mind echoed, just one moment forgetting the perks that came with marrying this fat, moody cow. Everything had moved so fast. Artie had the good fortune of working f...
I'm a rather dashing an exiting twenty-five year old man, so let me tell you a secret. It's about something that happened to me when I was just twenty-two years old. My friends and I used to hang out at 'the courts' a courtyard in the city which I lived in, where all manner of people would gather to drink alcohol, play games and make out. On one such occasi...
"Richard, you're on in five minutes." The manager's voice cut through Rick's near-doze. Rick Wright, who danced under the name "Richard Long," was sitting in the beat-up old easy chair in the corner of the bar storeroom which doubled as the dancers' dressing room. The book on database design in Rick's lap was dull reading and he'd been fighting sleep for th...
On the streets of Buena Park, California, people with a fondness for customary patriotism expressed gratitude with some undisruptive detonations. As a lifelong tradition, the Fourth of July was alive and well in the city. The street lights didn't become the only ones that provided manmade luminosity. Men, women, and children set their fireworks alight, illum...
t was noon and I was already on my second cock of the day. He was a young guy, about eighteen who had been told about my skills with black meat. I never caught his name but he fucked my mouth like he'd been dreaming about it forever. His perineum gagging me with deep and long strokes. I'd look up at him and he'd stare down at me like I was his bitch. The...
Jerome stood just inside the doorway at the shadowed end of the room. He should have just turned and gone down the stairs and out to the carriage to tell Thomas that Master John wasn't ready to go yet. That's all Thomas, Master John's carriage driver, had told him to do. But the shock of what he'd found when he'd entered the house on Decatur Street and been...
This is a fictional story about a young adult who joins a Master's Swim team full of older men. *** CHAPTER X - THE MASTER SWIM MEET The official raised his gun into the air. "On your mark," he shouted. Dennis shook his head, removing any stray thoughts from his mind and turning his focus solely to the task at hand. "Get set," the official's voice rang ou...
The sound of the quarters hitting the floor shattered any sense of pride I'd had. The joy I felt with his dick in my mouth minutes earlier, gone, replaced with a deepening feeling of shame. There I was, on the floor, naked, except for the pantyhose. The drying spit and cum on my chin and chest, the wet spot on my hose, serving as sticky reminders of what had...
Shep poked his head out from his hiding spot under the sink, and then ducked again when he realized his parents and the figure that had broken into their house in the middle of the night were only a few feet away. "You will worship, or you will die," the man said, as he held his mother and father far above the ground, one clawed hand wrapped around each of...