Sorry to be taking so long between each chapter, I'm sort of in a block right now. ***** Chapter 60: Scars of Rebuke Arnaav peers over a reef as he signals ahead, hearing a marlin several feet away. His survival-knife spear quivers slightly in his little grip as he signals again. He meeped a little as signals again. And again. Once more, he sent a signal...
Gerald woke with a start. His mind full of dark dreams. A throbbing erection reminding him of the potent source and he cast a sly glance at his sleeping wife, disregarding the brief impulse to satisfy the urge on her. Tonight, he needed something much harder than she could ever give him. Satisfied she wouldn't wake, he slid from the bed and made his way into...
Jon gradually woke up. His head was woozy and the room was dark, so he couldn't tell where he was. The only thing he could tell was that he was tied down with his arms above him and his feet spread wide apart, and that he was naked. As his head cleared, he tried to remember how he got into this predicament. He remembered talking to some guy at a bar. They ta...
"ADVENTURE (noun): an unusual and exciting, often hazardous, experience or activity." The New Oxford Dictionary of English Welcome to the second story in my new "Adventure" series. (The first is "Devil With A Blue Dress On" in the transgendered section.) My two previous stories "The Arrangement" and "Breaking The Arrangement" were autobiographical. Everythi...
Marcel. Jeffrey. David. Ezra. I stare up at the ceiling of our bedroom deep in thought. Tyler is standing, naked, near the doorway. I smile at him, and if I could whistle, I would. Never got the hang of whistling. Best I can do is to suck wind backward into my mouth and make a quasi-whistling noise. It has something to do with the shape of my teeth. Anyway,...
Paulo was sweating when he placed the listening piece of the telephone back in its cradle. He mopped his brow and loosened the cravat that now seemed to be choking him. He rose and moved to the window wall of his office that looked down into the assembly line factory floor where his firm, what very soon would be his firm, made the sleekest of horseless carri...
If she had been asked to reveal who her favorite student was, she would have chosen Kevin in an instant. Daisy always loved being a high school teacher. She would receive a reasonable salary. She would express her love of the English language by giving some fun and useful lectures. And best of all, she would meet some fantastic students from all walks of lif...
"Who knows? Not me. We never lost control." -- Kurt Cobain, from David Bowie I noticed the young doctor the moment he cautiously opened the kitchen door with his worn canvas duffel bag hanging over his slumped right shoulder. His eyes looked bright but tired. The best word I could use to describe him would be complex, or maybe distant, as if he was a bit...
The shadow by the stairway to the Helios deck of the MS River God drew back and sheathed the blade that had been held at the ready lest a moonbeam cast its damning light on dark intent. Just moments to a death now. The increased intensity of the groaning and moaning from the only occupied lounger on the rooftop deck of Rhine River luxury cruiser told of th...
It was the fantasy I never knew was mine. Tied to a tree in the humid isolation of the Amazon, my cock throbbed with excitement at the scene before me. My captor, who I knew only as The Stranger, was perhaps the most stunning example of masculinity I'd ever known. His strength was unsurpassable; his passion for me only matched by his violence against all w...