Author's note: When I started this story, I intended it to be one short story, but it grew too long, so I ended up with a second chapter, this one. There is still more to come so I guess it will extend now to a third chapter, however that should conclude it. * * * * * * * * * * * * * (At the very end of Part 1, DJ and I were supposed to connect Monday eve...
I step out of the car and tell Matt to stay in the garage in fear of what could be inside the house. I slowly walk through the door into the kitchen where I quietly open a cabinet with a hidden baseball bat in it. I always keep it in the cabinet for circumstances just like this. I walk through the kitchen and round the corner where I am startled by my pare...
Author's Long-Winded Note: Hello all! Well, I feel like I owe everyone an apology and an explanation. First, I'm sorry that I've dropped the story. Secondly, as for an explanation, my mom, some time ago, was diagnosed with Progressive Supria Nuclear Palsy, which is a degenerative neurological disorder. I had to move her closer to me and also had to take awa...
It's been two months since I returned home to Chicago. That first week, I would burst into tears at the drop of a hat. I cried myself to sleep every night. I wasn't crying as much these days, but I still thought of Butch often and it made me miserable. Jen called me regularly to make sure I was okay. I know she's worried about me. If I didn't have her to t...
"How did you get that?" Diaz examined his bruised shoulder. "I got into a fight with some Wanderers," Jake mumbled, while trying hard not to wince as his brother poked his arm. "No shit. I bet the others look worse," his brother's face lit up with a smile. Jake fell silent. He wasn't going to tell Diaz he got saved by a gorgeous man named Klaus who had je...
It was time to pack my things and leave the dorm room that I called home for my freshman year at Hobart, having done very well in the classroom and more surprisingly having survived sharing the cramped quarters with a roommate who was the exact opposite of me in many ways. It had been a shaky start for us, with him always suspecting that I was gay from the...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** Chapter 4 -- Highland Festival -- The Spanking ***Hello Readers Quick note, my stories tend to progress a bit slower, if you're looking for quick paced sex scenes try another story. Also, some past people have nitpicked about small consistency details in my stories. I...
Thank you all who have been reading and following along. I always appreciate getting feedback. It helps with becoming a better writer and it's always an ego boost, so feel free to reach out. I will always respond! The usual spiel: This isn't a stroke story, (more porn with plot.) Be warned, it's very long. 33+ chapters, and many sexless ones to come before...
Aaaaaaaaaaand now the penultimate chapter! Epilogue to follow soon...erm...eventually. One would think quitting your job would allow for more writing. Chapter 29 - In Which We Have Breeders for Dinner The curving lines of Preston's back emerged as he propped himself up on his elbows and the sheets slid down to his hips. "So, you only get a few days aft...
I knew that my grandfather was going to visit us, so I wasn't shocked when I saw him that Thursday afternoon in the guest room. It was the way I saw him that set me back a bit. I walked down the hall that afternoon, and when I passed the bathroom I could tell that someone had gotten out of the shower recently. That someone was my grandfather, and while it w...