+++++ Author's Note: This is a sequel to the previous published story "One Day at a Time." +++++ I got back to my apartment and plopped on the couch. I had an emotionally draining day at work and wanted to unwind. I pulled out my phone and thumbed through the contacts...Cary...Danny...no, I would be seeing them in a few days...Charlie...no, I wasn't in th...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: While each chapter is a story in its own right, you will probably enjoy this episode much more if you have already read the series Chris Donaldson, as well as Chapters 1-6 of Mr. One Fifty-Eight. The characters' back stories are revealed there. This is the final chapter in this series, but not of the story overall. The story will continue with...
Noom didn't free my arms, but at least he helped me back into the trousers before muttering something about a call and wandering off. I waited for him for a time, but finally the strain of healing this many wounds caught up to me and I fell asleep. The heroin was probably still working its way through my bloodstream because I only woke up when a blanket fell...
This is a new story I'm working on, I do want to do other chapters but I also have to finished Opposites Attract. If you guys like it I'll continue it soon. Sorry about taking so long to post stuff, I will have a TON more time to post now. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Zosimos felt the whip crack down on his back once more. He screeched in agony and was me...
I Around the living room, Cole raked his irises of honey-brown. Never had he seen so many matched items and polished surfaces. No wonder Rick wanted his other property painted pronto—to pay for the goodies of this house with the rent income of that apartment. "Would you look at that screen?" Rick said. He sat up on his black loveseat of leather. "Ou...
"There was a time when you believed in Magic," Lenore said quietly, all the while staring at me with those weird, gold cat's eyes of hers. "Believed in the land of the Summer people." I hated it when she sprang that old soul shit on me. Not only was it creepy as hell, but the last thing I needed was to have to worry about past lives. I was having a bitch o...
Summary: A straight engaged college guy becomes a submissive cocksucker to a dominant black man. Note: This is a story based (remotely true) on a request from a fan. It is my first attempt at writing gay male fiction. The story is a little extreme, so if that offends you please stop reading now. If it doesn't, I hope you enjoy. Note 2: Of course, all part...
Mighty Tungsten Tuberosity, Part 2 Hallowe'en morning. All Hallows' Eve. All Saint's Eve. The beginning day of AllHallowTide, the Western Christian Feast days signaling the liturgical dedication to remembering the dead. At least, that is, the saints, the martyrs and all the faithful: those who existed in Purgatory until the Day of Reckoning or, modernly, th...
[I've been searching in the woods and high upon the hills Just to find my samurai Someone who won't regret, to keep me in his net Yes I need my samurai] +{Kasper's Den}+ Part 9 [By Emri and Xelos] I accidentally saw something I wasn't supposed to see. Amir had left early for class. He wanted to get some things done so he could be back in time to tak...
Chapter 06 Everything gets out in the open I stood there starring at the door, my mind racing. The urge to run and force it open was so strong that my fists clenched. I wanted to confront that fucking prick and maybe punch him in the face, but I found myself unable to move. Jacob was such a bastard! And a fucking dick and I couldn't believe I let him get a...