Dedicated to my great proof-reader with thanks. * The sound reverberated through his mind, the cold sweat breaking out almost immediately and Gray cried out involuntarily as he shot up in his bed. "Oh, God." He ran his hands through his dirty blond hair, his breath coming in gasps as he tried, unsuccessfully, to get himself back under control. It didn't...
Scared Curious: My First Weekend in Prison Note: The descriptions and accounts in this story are fictional and do not portray any actual people or events. Like many of my misadventures, this one started with well intentioned scholarly research, was exacerbated by garden variety greed, fed by unbridled lust, and resulted in both exciting memories and dee...
This story/book was originally published on Literotica as 'House of Persuasion' under the non-consent category, and contains strong elements of non-con/dub-con, and a supernatural theme. However, as it's one man's journey from straight to bi, I believe it fits this category better. It's quite dark. The story: Nathan Lloyd is a manipulative pretty boy who...
It started with the telephone call from Corinne at ten on a Sunday morning, morning for me but late afternoon in Baghdad where she was stationed as an army nurse. "Colin, is that you?" "Yeah, Corinne, I'm glad you called. I've been thinking a lot about you the last few days. You know; the twin connection. I figured something must be going on with you this...
Who knew taking your turn at washing the dishes could turn sexy? That's exactly how it started as Janet squirmed up close to me, wrapping her arms around me from behind and pressing her chest against my back. I might not have had hands on my back but I swore I could feel her stiff nipples poking me. "Hey baby?" she cooed, kissing the nape of my neck and se...
My wife and I had been invited to a friend's costume party in mid-June. It was a perfect night for an outdoor party. The air was warm, not too humid and the camp fires around the property kept the dampness and chill out of the air. There were people all over the place but the majority were centered around the pool and outdoor bar area. I had been talking wi...
My girlfriend had the sexiest mouth. Nice smooth lips, natural deep pink, full and soft with an impish little smirk lingering perpetually at the edges even when her expression was neutral. She also had gorgeous eyes - warm hazel with little flecks of green and gold. I thought I could die for those eyes. I was sure there was no butt in the world cuter than...
[For an earlier story in the NYPD vice detective Mike Kavanagh series, see "Inevitable Case."] Mike Kavanagh stood at the French balcony window of his "seen better times" hotel on Canal Street, looking at the festival parade units forming below him, and then beyond to the western edge of the French Quarter. He was lucky to have found a residence hotel this...
Reminiscences of a Grammar-School Boy By Jason Land These are the reminiscences of a working class, grammar school boy in the years immediately following the end of the Second World War in May 1945 in the industrial north of England. My name is Jonathan David Robertson and I was born in June 1936 so that in 1945 I was eleven years old. For those of my re...
Chapter Eight I was promoted to Sergeant and there was a celebration at the Dragonfly with the guys from the barracks. Later I went to Toby's to celebrate. Toby looked like he wasn't feeling good. "What'll you have?" he asked rather quietly. I gave him a blank look. It was the first time he'd ever asked me what I wanted to drink. He knew. "The same,...