Chapter 70: Easter Morning "Shhh..." Comes a low tone in the night, "I think he's asleep..." There came a pause, before Arnaav turns in the couch, groaning cutely in the big, fluffy blanket. "Ok, he's fine..." Whispered someone else, "He's usually a deep sleeper." "Alright, careful..." Rustling sounds of plastic can be heard as they creep around in the d...
"Raul, have those reports ready for tomorrow. No excuses." "You can bet on it, Mr. Lobo" Why don't you stick up your ass, idiot geezer, though Raul to himself. He winced, his own ass felt sore, although he wasn't sure why. He left his work station and walked to the bathroom. If someone paid careful attention, they would've noticed the small protuberance th...
We were losing power yet again and Jock was getting angry. His eyes were fiery and with his big arms stained with oil and diesel fuel he might have looked really threatening to anyone else. I hadn't had much time to get to know him. He was like you could say 'a good solid looking trucker'. I suppose, if I am to be perfectly honest, I had noticed his physique...
Author's Note: I am recovering from repeated surgeries on both arms to correct a degenerative nerve condition. To write this, I use voice to text software which isn't always accurate. As my recovery will take considerable time, I have decided to continue writing and give my best effort at doing the thing I love. Please, if you spot any typos or grammatical m...
Wow, 2005 has come and gone. I cannot believe Christmas 2005 slipped by, New Years 2006 has gone and I am writing 2006 on my checks. Seems like each year the days just slip by. The stores are already putting out items for Valentines Day. I have already got that urge for a bag of cinnamon hearts. Even though Christmas is gone, I still had Christmas things to...
A panicked young man dressed in black ran through a dark hallway desperately trying all the doors as he passed. Locked, every single one. The rattling of the door knobs echoed through the long tiled hallway. Tired from sprinting, he stopped. As he tried to catch his breath he could hear the footsteps approaching. One two, one two. The rhythm of the footsteps...
Author's note: This is a one-shot, irredeemable stroke-fest, dub-con roommate-fucks-roommate fantasy. Good, dirty, clichéd fun. ***** I muted my game as I heard a noise from the lounge. Christ, my roommate was crying again. It was Friday night, just on midnight, and I assumed he'd just arrived back from his girlfriend's house. I came out of my room and d...
Outside a beautiful Hollywood mansion, 10 guys and 10 girls have assembled to meet, and hopefully fall in love with, one of the sexiest male models in the history of the industry- Zach Wheelburg. Zach has been in the industry for 5 years, ever sense he turned 18 and could legally get naked in front of the cameras. His body is chiseled to perfection, the tig...
In part 39: Julia backs off on the contesting Phil registers for the summer semester The Rainbow Alliance sets the picnic date Phil and Bryan share a 'hot' night together Phil and Bryan's new close friends are lesbians * * * * * * Note: All sexually involved characters in this story are Eighteen years of age or older. There is a young, gay boy, 15 ye...
Chapter Eight - Into the Trenches 8:00AM in the morning and here I am walking into the school, my first day at Algonquin. I discover to my dismay that the cafeteria on the Campus is comprised of seven vending machines, along with chipped, plastic laminate, mismatched tables and orange and yellow 'sixties plastic chairs in varying states of disrepair. Ther...