Chapter 1: I parked my car four houses down from the house the man I was following had parked in front. I watched the middle-aged man who was about six-two and wearing a brown fleece jacket, jeans and a brown baseball cap get out of his car, throw a backpack over his shoulder and walk up to the front door of the non-descript but rather large house in a newe...
I had fun on Friday with Kyle and Eric, though I still didn't dance. Eric suggested I try talking to somebody, but that didn't happen, either. Well, okay, his exact words were, "The best way to get over someone is to get under someone else." Still no go, any way you cut it. Keith called me Sunday, and told me how he broke up with the guy he had been seeing...
Naked, lying flat on his back in the dim room, Jordan Hamel's breath quickened as gentle fingers, slick with lubricant, caressed his nipples. Soon a hand moved down to his erect, leaking cock and began to stroke it. Jordan gasped as he felt a soft, moist warmth surround the head of his organ. His partner had substituted his expert mouth for the hand. As the...
Craig was studying for his finals when the front door opened and slammed shut. He felt the floor vibrate through his bare feet a split second before his books shook on the dining table. He sighed and closed his big blue eyes, running his curved fingers through his long blond locks. Though he could feel his step-father's heavy steps stomping ever closer, he k...
A year or so after I had first decided to explore my bisexual leanings, I moved out of Los Angeles and headed for the Midwest. I would miss Smoke, my first real lover. Other things took precedence, though, and what we had shared was- we both knew- largely physical. He loved someone else but had needed more physical contact. I was not ready for a full relat...
I wrote erotic stories for a time as a hobby and diversion. During that time the comments, which had been received from people who had read the stories, were largely positive. There were some negative and rather abusive comments. They were primarily in response to homosexual activities, which took place in group sex or incestuous settings. I have some opinio...
When I followed David to his parent's house I just wanted to talk to him. I stood on the front porch; hand poised ready to ring the doorbell but couldn't bring myself to push the button. After ten minutes of standing there like an idiot I walked across the street and sat on the curb. What was there about him that made him so addictive? Yes, he was incredib...
The next day I made sure to get Phil on his own, "I had a talk with David last night..." I started. He looked at me with his mouth in a firm line, "I'm guessing you didn't just talk to him John. If I know you." "That's neither here nor there," I continued, "he told me about your little 'offer'." "Now you're his protector?" Phil scoffed, "let me let you in...
Disclaimer: There are violent scenes of Vampires feeding in this story. There is also a mild rape scene. If this offends you then please go onto another story, there are plenty of great writers here. If you read it, then you have been warned. If you like it, let me know. * "Darling, that is only in movies." My mother had told me that repeatedly whenever...
"Why are we coming to London?" Christian asked from the side, forming a mist on the cold window where he rested his head. "Because we arranged a meeting over a month ago remember?" he replied softly not taking his eyes off the road. Christian watched as the lights sped passed down the dark roads. It was kind of quiet for this time of night, and the anxiety...