"I said I was sorry," Michael said sourly, his eyes resting somewhere above my head. "I didn't have a choice, I told you that." "I know." I answered. "You've explained it to me numerous times now Michael." If he took offense at my tone he was doing an excellent job of hiding it. It had been like this for a few days now and I was beginning to wonder just ho...
The track up from the valley floor to Mather's mill was comparatively easy going. Wide-berthed and heavily laden Lumber carts regularly came down the path that ran alongside the narrow, but rapid-running Slater Creek. The deciduous trees were thick here—still, after more than a decade of lumberjacking. The trees along the stream bed were mainly cottonwoods,...
I would love to hear your input! Contact me through the contact tab on my profile. Chapter 3 of a young man being forced by a stalker. I would warn you about it, but then, that's why you came here to read it you naughty boy... ***** Things have been weird this week. A girl asked me out for a date but I declined. I'm not entirely sure why, she just didn...
This story is fictional, all characters over 18, and contains a little roughness. There's also a hint of reluctance at the beginning, but consent does come around. Enjoy! _________________________________________ I was nineteen, fresh out of high school and taking classes at the local community college in Northern Virginia. I frequented DC often and on...
*Sorry for the wait ;)* *** Jake Jones, my son's bully, had told me I would soon crave his cock. He was right. For days all I could think about was how he humiliated me, dominated me, owned me and how much I loved it. Every time I felt shame I was immediately overwhelmed by a sense of excitement, and the blood would rush to my own cock. It was difficu...
That's what Akuma was. He was built that way, lean with a small amount of muscle in the upper chest, and a toned stomach-almost hairless. It made any man or woman melt into his embrace and want to please him. He kept his hair long to add to his dangerous aesthetic. His harsh green eyes narrowed as he shot a deathly glare to his younger boyfriend, who was sit...
Dear Reader, This is my first story and I would love to hear what you think. Comment away, but please go easy! Yours, Hudson Bartholomew ***** "Cheers!" Marcus threw back the shot of tequila and savored the burn that trailed down his esophagus and warmed his belly. "We're going dancing!" Stephen shouted in Marcus' ear and headed out to the danc...
Bing Bing.....Bing Bing. Aaron sat on the side of his bed, grimacing at the thought of checking the message on his phone. It had been a month since his tag team loss to Greg and Diego, and he and Matthew were no longer on speaking terms. Aaron had all but vanished from the underground wrestling scene and become a recluse. It was hard for him to accept that...
In high school, I had the biggest crush on my best friend's dad. I did everything I could to tempt him. I took my shirt off every chance I got when I was around him. I even went as far as to buy bikini briefs to strut around in when I slept over. It was just us guys since Johnny's, my best friend, mom divorced his dad and moved away for her job. I think I w...
Few days have passed and the business situation in tavern haven't really improved. When doors suddenly opened, the inn owner wasn't even happy, he was surprised. Young man with curly hair and clean shaven face has entered the building. He approached the old man, looking around suspiciously. "Good morning, kind sir", stranger said, very politely yet with fir...