Mitch and I hardly spoke that week. After work, he spent his evenings in the driveway, working on Seth's truck. I spent some time doing the yardwork that I had neglected over the weekend. We fended for ourselves for dinner. We spoke less in that entire week than we normally did in a single day throughout our entire friendship. I didn't get to see Seth at a...
Here you go my amazing fans :) The one thing you've all been wanting, along with a few more interesting tidbits I've been neglecting. Enjoy all thank you so much for reading :) Chapter five: strange emotions October 23, 2002 "Baby? Where are you going?" I was beyond tired, passed out in Luke's bed and opened my eyes as he tried to sneak out of bed. He f...
Chapter 24 – Mirror, Spice, Flow Part I – Fuck-a-thon, Redux I stood up on the couch and slipped over the back. A move that didn't go over so well with the siblings. "Mooooooooooooooooom!" "Preston's jumping on the furniture again!" "Aren't you guys too old to tattle?" I taunted. Mom's melodramatic sigh followed me as I bolted out of the room....
Tuesday morning I went straight to the wheel to get it ready to open. Frank was already there. I stopped some distance away to screw up my courage. He had a hell of a shiner and his nose was still swollen like nothing I'd ever seen. I took a deep breath and slowly proceeded in his direction. When he saw me he stopped what he was doing. He looked down and s...
The following is the true story of my first experience with a man: Where to start? For the longest time I didn't realize I was bisexual. I'm pretty sure it started with porn. When we turned 18, one of the first things my buddies and I did was make a trip to the local porn shop on the seedy side of our town. It was incredible. Looking at all the toys, linger...
Legal Notice: The following story contains descriptions of graphic sexual acts. The story is a work of fiction but has some basis in reality. © The author retains copyright to this story. Placing this story on a website or reproducing this story for distribution without the author's permission is a violation of that copyright. Chapter 1. The ship rolled...
The Life and Times of a Long Haul Trucker Prologue: Hi there, my name is Jake Morris and I am a 45 year old cross country trucker. This story is about my sexual experiences as I make my way across the country. There isn't a state in the US that I don't have a story for. Now you are probably curious about how this story is going to be different from other...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. *** My name is Harry. I guess you could say that growing up, I led somewhat of a double-life. As far as my family and close friends knew, I was arrow-straight. I played the game and projected the image that I knew would go over well with the people in my life. After all, when you're fro...
Author's note: Contains non-consensual/reluctant sex / femdom / BSDM / bondage. Please note, I understand that in the BDSM community consent is paramount, and that is not accurately reflected here in some scenes. Which is, in fact, the whole point. * * * 7.49 a.m. What kind of a time was that to a university student? 7.49 a.m. wasn't supposed to exist for...
Chapter 68: Hitting It Hard A string of subtle, slightly spooky, melancholy techno music trickles along the air of the nightclub, before intensifying to a sound that sends cold noise into one's senses. The stage lights up with background set in large, illuminated curtains, with backlights of dusk yellow. Adam stands there, with his arms crossed over his ch...