Chapter Eleven - For This Man Undressing and helping Ruslan take a shower had been a bit of a challenge with his mumbling a bit incoherently and trying to get Johnny to fuck him. "Pretty," he said as softly as he could, as he caressed Ruslan's cheek, as he lay on the bed, under the covers. "What medicine can I bring you?" "Your dick," Ruslan replied, with...
I came awake suddenly, like I usually do, alert and energized. Kyle was pressed up against my back, his cock still embedded inside me. I squeezed his dick tentatively. I wasn't sure what to expect but it wasn't as bad as I'd thought. He wasn't even fully hard, and it felt normal sized; still an ass-full. My hole was pleasantly tender, surprising for the abus...
Comments, critiques and tips are welcome. Kyle Parker vs. Aaron Hunter Dedicated to Triniw. The explosion! *** When Kyle and Aaron eventually came out of the room it was to find Max, the two camera men and another young man who Aaron had never seen before, waiting patiently for them in the lounge. Aaron wondered who the stranger was. Probably a new act...
Comments, critiques and tips are welcome. Damon Reid vs. Tristan Thomas *** Damon heard the sound of a motorcycle and smiled. Tristan was in. "Tell you what," he interrupted the ramblings of his accountant, "let's do this in the study. You do know where it is don't you?" "Of course Damon." The accountant quickly turned and headed towards the study. Dam...
I'm so sorry for the long hiatus. Thank you to anyone still reading, and I hope you enjoy it! --- It was a long half an hour later that Aspen managed to push Ruby out the door as she coached him on what to say at the wedding ("Remember, dear, we'll just call you my date and leave it at that, no need to go into the details, hmm?") and reminded him to comb h...
This is a copyrighted work of fiction. Do not reproduce without permission from the author. Thanks. Not A Date Monday night Ryan cooked. He made spaghetti sauce from scratch and homemade meatballs and put it over pasta he gave a fancy Italian name but just looked like little spirals to me. We watched an old black and white foreign film which didn't make m...
I was standing over my father's grave at Sunnycrest Cemetery as the cleric spouted empty words and prayers, and as my mother wept crocodile tears into her lace hankie. "Be strong, Lucinda," said my Great Aunt Martha, patting my mother's shoulder. Aunt Martha was my father's mother's sister. My mother sobbed even more energetically into the damp embroidere...
PART SIX – WHATEVER FLOATS YOUR BOAT By Josh and Sadie Rose © 2005 "Ahhh, sun sea and sex... our favourite combination. What starts off as a potentially uncomfortable endeavour quickly turns out to be anything but... except perhaps for Rayne, but he's not complaining. Much!" ***AS EVER... IF THIS STORY SHOWS UP ANYWHERE BUT LITEROTICA.COM IT HAS, UNLESS O...
Part 21. A Happy Ending?: Jason's Perspective Before he could raise his shirt too far, though, his cell phone on the night stand next to the bed began to ring. Dammit! It figured that his wife would pick now to call and check in on him! "Hold that thought!" he grinned as he got up off the bed and grabbed his phone. "It's Jeff Prescott with PST," he said to...
"Man, we're going to be in so much shit if our dads find out about this." Bill said. "Just relax. They're never going to know." Lee replied. He was sitting on the sofa with his phone in one hand and the telephone number that the hot biker had given their dads at the concert in the other. "I'm not even sure why we're doing this." Bill said while Lee punch...