If there's a commonly reoccurring theme to my existence it is one of overbearing responsibility, doing the right thing, taking care of others and eschewing the thing that I might want for the thing that is most practical or more socially acceptable. All in all, it's not a terrible perspective on it's own but as with everything - moderation is key and without...
About 10 minutes had passed, James struggled weakly against his bonds. Despite that, his nose got accustomed to the horrible smell, it was still too much to bear. James coughed and gagged a few more times while turning his head right and left. The scent of all these things combined with him sweating and panting made him a bit dizzy. All the gunk that covered...
This little story has been kicking around in my demented skull for a while. I hope you enjoy. Other than the usual gay male practices, there's just a hint of non-consent. Oh, and my apologies to the Moody Blues; same title, certainly not the same theme...or maybe it is... ...and thank you once again, Miss B! ________________________________ Did you ever...
Comments, critiques and tips are welcome. Jeremy Stanton vs. Ryan Hicks Dedicated to Labeautifull My Mate! *** 'Not bad.' Gloria's wolf chuckled when the beautiful white wolf came back with his kill...a small rabbit. 'Could have gotten something bigger though.' 'Ow come on, there are no big animals around this time and you know it.' Ryan panted as he...
Encounters with Evil © Copyright jvaughn, 2013. All rights reserved. Copyright violators will be prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law. * Tigger focused carefully, squinting at the glass in his hand and willing his muscles to behave as he set the drink down slowly. In spite of his effort, he misjudged the distance and vodka and orange juice sloshed...
Everyone wants me to admit I have a drinking problem. My lawyer said it is an important part of the plea agreement; my boss told me he'd keep my job open and I can return to work after my 30-day house arrest. Okay, sure, fine...sometimes I get a little hammered after work and on my day off but who doesn't? Anyway, I got into this mess because the cops said...
August 27, 1944 Paul jerked and shuddered at the sound of the salvo of gunfire that penetrated through to his cell from across the courtyard. He looked around the small cell. Stone floor, walls, and ceiling. a cot suspended down from chains on the wall at one side. A drain in the corner with a chamber pot next to it. The Ritz it was not. This was anything...
My dreams that night were a series of heart-pounding crises revolving around Nick getting naked and my attempts to hide him from an increasingly bothersome House staff team. When I woke around 8:30, I was awash with adrenaline and my dick was achingly stiff. As I lay there waiting for my consciousness to fully boot up, I took a mental stroll through the eve...
All characters in this story are over the age of 18. ***** Dinner that night was pretty simple. Bill grilled some chicken. I was kept naked the whole time and I was getting used to the free feeling of staying this way. I kept thinking about what the next day had in store for me. I knew Jeff would probably join, so counting Bill that brought the number of m...
I shivered with a strange mixture of fear and excitement...my entire body trembled and shook. Yoshi stood behind me holding my shoulders. I saw Mr. Binnaka sitting at the computer, his back to us. Yoshi leaned close and whispered in my ear. "Breathe deep---help you stay calm..." he said softly, "...most important...remember---this only a game! He look angry...