Content warning: this story contains moderately intense BDSM themes. +++++ I'm a schedule-oriented kind of person. I just don't feel comfortable unless I have a list of things to do in my head in the mornings. For the last five months the routine has been the same during the week. At 5:00 AM, I'll wake up, eat breakfast, and head over to my local gym...
This little story has been kicking around in my demented skull for a while. I hope you enjoy. Other than the usual gay male practices, there's just a hint of non-consent. Oh, and my apologies to the Moody Blues; same title, certainly not the same theme...or maybe it is... ...and thank you once again, Miss B! ________________________________ Did you ever...
Chapter 1 The sun sets on the flat, peaceful wadi of the Azawagh plain. There are no trees or mountains, hills or sand dunes in this part of the world, and navigation by day is ill-advised. The hot dry winds rolling over the beautiful flesh-colored sand flats cause my dark blue tent to billow lazily, carrying away the slender coils of smoke from my cooking...
Chapter 1 "Ow. Ow. Ow, damn!" I wince and shake out my arm, the angry bees all around me buzzing and swarming to drive me off. The black, glossy scales on my skin are nearly impenetrable to stings, save for the softer flesh at my wrists and elbows, and that's what they're aiming for. "I told you to wrap your arms..." comes a snotty slither of Akkadian fr...
GANYMEDE STATION PART 2: DEACON CHAPTER 10. I wandered back to the old recliner and flopped down. I poured myself another drink and downed it in three quick gulps. Cheyne was gone, as I knew he would be, there was no real reason for him to stay. Things had gotten out of hand, his temper had flared and he said some stuff I didn't know how to process. What...
This story starts right where Not A Date chapter 3 ends. You may want to read NAD 1, 2, and 3, first. Alternatively, this can read as a standalone story. ***** POV - Ryan I woke up before Jake. It was amazing how child-like he looked when sleeping. I stared at him, and my heart lurched. Last night had been magnificent. More than magnificent, earth-tilting...
Comments, critiques and tips are welcome. Jeremy Stanton vs. Ryan Hicks Dedicated to Labeautifull My Mate! *** 'Not bad.' Gloria's wolf chuckled when the beautiful white wolf came back with his kill...a small rabbit. 'Could have gotten something bigger though.' 'Ow come on, there are no big animals around this time and you know it.' Ryan panted as he...
Ho. Ly. Shit. It was Paul's hot birthday fuck. In his brother's living room. On a Wednesday afternoon. Thoughts waged war for supremacy in Paul's head: Wasn't the home stager going to be a woman? Christ, his ass looks good in those pants. Don't, for the love of God, get an erection right now. Calm, be calm. Paul wondered if Ace even remembered him. Hell,...
This story is part of a loose timeline. Some other stories containing these characters are: Jesse, it was really nothing! Jesse's Charming Plan I might Share You Tags include: #Yaoi, #hair-pulling, #knifeplay, #dominance, #oral, #bondage, #mutual-masturbation, #submission, #older man/younger man * * * * * "Jesse?" I woke to cigarette-scented breath a...
BOOK IV. David's Last Undergraduate Year [Books I to III should be read first] Chapter 48 Jon When I investigated my pet topic of drystone walling, I found that organisations already existed to promote repair and training in drystone walling, so that a trust along the lines of the Afforestation Trust was not necessary. What was necessary however, was a tr...