DISCLAIMER: This story is a work of fiction. All characters involved are eighteen years of age or older. This series will include sex between brothers. Do not continue reading if you do not approve of incestuous relationships. Again, this work is fiction. * Aiden and I continued to talk a little bit, but when the conversation was running dry, I knew that...
He was a big man, an animal. The sort of man who just takes what he wants. I didn't know him, but he was the host of the party I was at. It was a great party as far as I was concerned, there was a woman who had taken an interest in me and we had been flirting all evening. It was getting late and couples were starting to leave. I hadn't drunk too much and w...
I looked over at the table under the window of my studio apartment in Spinnaker Bay looking out over Baltimore's inner harbor, and last night's fight came back to me. The potted rose bush I'd gotten for him today to take to my mother on our trip to Dover, Delaware, was still there. He hadn't touched it. He'd told me that he might open the window and toss it...
There had to be a way of opening this guy up, Clint thought as he walked into The Dugout bar the next afternoon. I've got to find it; I can't just let this ride like Danny wants me to. I hope he hasn't disappeared on us. Greg Garrison hadn't disappeared. He was working the bar at The Dugout and looking just as happy as he could be. He must know, Clint thou...
A note from the author: I am extremely grateful to Robert Reams for editing this story. In addition to cleaning up my many errors he also provide advice and clarity suggestions that I feel helped elevate this story from good to great. Any errors that remain are mine and should not be attributed to his assistance in any way. I would also like to thank those...
Hey Guys! Here's the final chapter of Last Months in The City. Sorry that I took a little break from it to work on my other ongoing story. Hope you enjoyed Jamie and Chris. Let me know what you guys think- I read every comment and am thankful for all the ratings and favorites- they really help encourage me to keep posting. Chapter 6: How I Learned to Stop...
I never knew his name; our hosts never told us. Neither did I know where they found him. He wasn't the first young man which the posse of imperious dominants had provided for the entertainment and he wouldn't be the last. The submissive character and accommodating nature of the sluts which brightened these parties always entranced me. They loved to serve; t...
This is the second in what I hope will be a series about Charles and I. Charles was my first true male lover who fulfilled my every fantasy with his gentleness and caring. I hope that you enjoy the reading as much as I enjoyed the writing. Comments are always welcome. --------------------------------------------- It must have been several hours later that...
It's funny, being with two guys since poor Badger died, I still have fond memories of him. Don't get me wrong but Danny and John are great lovers and there fucks are unsurpassed - and I am very happy to serve both of them, either individually or sometimes, when the occasion arises, the two of them - when we share a rapturous threesome which is quite somethi...
I recently joined this site and this is my first attempt at erotica please be very kind with your ratings and comments. I am aware it is not perfect but I am very much open to any constructive criticism. ***** This was it; the feeling of utter euphoria Ryan stared at me with that look tempting me to do the unspeakable things to him. Suddenly, he pressed hi...