My apologies for posting the same chapter twice! So sorry...hope some of the hot action in this chapter makes up for it! ***** Chapter 12 I was coming to and felt a strange sensation deep inside of me. I started to move but realized I was with Aaron and he had his arms wrapped tightly around me. I felt a presence inside of me and it was growing and thicke...
"You'd get half of the bid, plus you'd get to keep the clothes." I didn't know that I was all that wild about being auctioned off, but I had to admit that I liked—no, I loved—Zhao Zeng's clothes. That was what had attracted me to him in the first place. His black satin shirt and trousers were cut so well—and so provocatively—on him that I could hardly keep...
I could hardly breath, his thick forearm, pressing hard on the back of my neck, driving my face into the sanitized cotton pillow at the hotel room near the airport. An inconspicuous place full of the unfaithful searching for anonymity, lust and release from the humdrum of their lives. Looking for the gratitude and love that was in short supply in a world too...
[This is a completed eight-chapter novella, with chapters posting twice a week and the work completed posting by the middle of May 2011] The room was smoky, and with the spot on me, I couldn't see much farther than the first row of men, all leaning over the edge of the stage. Men with bulging biceps bursting out of muscle shirts. Tattoos running up and do...
The name on the awning of the taverna struck me and brought up memories so rapidly and fully that I wasn't completely aware of the guitar music wafting up in my brain. If I had been I wouldn't have climbed the two terrazzo steps to the terrace level of the Tree of Idleness restaurant and sat at a table under a spreading olive tree. Even then, though, I knew...
Chad was a nervous wreck when he and Blaine got in the car, he'd never been this nervous for a date, but most of his dates consisted of buying a burger and then fucking the guy he took, and most of them just wanted to fuck. Chad jumped when Blaine's hand landed on his thigh, he looked down at the hand and then up at the beautiful face of the man he was grow...
Months had passed since my first semester and last semester at college had ended, and I could had finally found my place. A twenty-year-old boy with a cosmetically enhanced ass, living as a full-time sex slave to a man whose name, age, and history were a mystery. I was living the dream. I handled my own finances, so my parents never noticed when I dropped o...
My name is James, I'm a straight married guy, about 5-11, 190, shaved head, average amount of chest and body hair, all with an auburn brown tint, and I work for a manufacturing company that owns eight production facilities clustered around Chicago and two far-flung plants, in California and Massachusetts. I've managed the Massachusetts plant for two years an...
Adjusting the collar of my shirt, I played with the rings on my finger. I was stressed, and the only thing that would soothe me was a trip to my favourite social club. Well, it wasn't a social club per-say, more of a place to buy and sell things. I smiled at the doorman, before he shook my hand, inviting me inside with a grin. The music was pounding in my ea...
It was the summer of nineteen-ninety, I had just graduated high school and was partying like a rock star. Occasionally when my friends would drop me home late at night, I would walk the block or so to a nearby two lane highway that led out of Boston and stick my thumb out, not ready to end the night just yet. I had a massive libido but knew the chances of a...