I love my apartment. I have a top floor spacious modern apartment with a balcony that has the best view. Not only can I look out and admire the beautiful cityscape, but I also get to admire my neighbor who lacks even the slightest bit of modesty. I can't tell you the number of weekend mornings I've spent chatting with him in just a pair of tight briefs. Let...
Please note... the following story contains incestuous behavior as well as some mild bondage, dominance and submission. ... "I'm fucked," Richie said as we neared his farmhouse, and although it was still almost a quarter of a mile away I could see the faint glow of a cigarette being inhaled on the porch of Richie Snyder's place. "Don't blame me," I said,...
While this stands alone, my previous story "First" gives more of the back story to where I'm coming from. A middle-aged man who's discovering that being a husband, father, and leader at so many levels for so many years also needs release from those responsibilities. A release that can't come from those close to him lest it creep into his everyday life. The s...
I'd been friends with Dave since junior school. When it became clear later that he was more interested in cock than pussy, nothing changed. We still hung out together and did all the things that friends do. Except he had boyfriends and I had girlfriends. We went to different colleges but ended up in New York after graduation and resumed our friendship. We...
I decided to put this chapter in Quinn's perspective so please let me know whether you like it better this way or the other. Feedback is greatly appreciated, so if you have some constructive criticism, or any suggestions you would like considered for where the story should go, please leave a comment! (This chapter begins where the second chapter left off)...
Chapter Seven It was well past dark and Kim wasn't home yet. Raeden knew something was wrong. He felt it deep in his core. Kim was alive out there; he knew that too somehow. But Kim wasn't happy—he was afraid. He wondered how he could possibly know these things. My imagination must be playing tricks on me. He'd had a connection with Lyzel. He'd known her...
Dear readers, I am humbled that literally thousands of you read "Surf God of Malibu" and I am very sorry that it has taken me so long to record part 2 of this reminiscence. It follows immediately on the first tale, and you really must them in order--JamesonX I awoke three times that night. The first time I was strangely conscious that I was all alone in my...
"OK, you can take him down now." The police techs went to work in releasing the body of the young man from the restraints on his wrists that had held him suspended from the ceiling. The ball gag in his mouth and the lash marks on his back, chest, and thighs—and the fact that he was naked and a well-formed pretty boy—made clear to Cassidy what he was being s...
"Hey, hey...Shhh, you're alright, baby..." The whisper made him shiver delicately, his eyes fall shut at the soothing tones in that British voice that could only belong to one. All the fear faded rapidly, expelled with a sigh. Snuggling further into Ivan's embrace, Damien's lips, parted for an apology, trembled as the soft brushing of fingers down his back c...
This is a work of fiction, and as such the characters are not bound by the usual dictates of modern society. Unsafe sexual practices can be undertaken with impunity only in the world of fantasy. In reality, it is your obligation and your right to play safely, sanely and healthily. I hope you enjoy my work, and if you have any comments, or ideas that may in...