Guys go through everything together without having to say a word, sometimes, especially without saying a word. You don't find a lot of groups of friends like the one I have. We met in third grade, all of us completely different, but we played together and never stopped hanging out after that. Bad grades, parents' divorces, grandparent's dying, that incident...
The first time I ever did anything with a guy was at my friend Kate's new year's eve party shortly after my 18th birthday. It wasn't a big do; more a friends and family thing with her parents inviting their friends from the village and Kate inviting whichever of her friends were still around and not off at uni, working or travelling the world. Kate was a co...
Thank you all who have been reading and following along. I always appreciate getting feedback. It helps with becoming a better writer and it's always an ego boost, so feel free to reach out. I will always respond! The usual spiel: This isn't a stroke story, (more porn with plot.) Be warned, it's very long. 33 chapters, and many sexless ones to come before i...
Elijah I'd been going to hardcore punk shows since I started university three years ago. There were two totally different hardcore scenes in my city -- the river divided the bright shopping centres from the seedy industrial complexes and there was a distinct culture for each side of the bridge. The scene I was introduced to, had an emphasis on clean and m...
People often ask me where I get my ideas from. I'm a romance novelist. Yep, I write those cheap and tawdry little paperbacks that fly off the shelves at the supermarket or the book store for $7.95 a pop; my books fill the afternoons -- and the shopping carts -- of America's housewives, fueling afternoon fantasies that their husbands can never fulfill. Oops....
How can one describe the sweet feel of total surrender? There is an eroticism that comes with giving up all pretenses of free will and completely submitting ones self to someone more dominant. I know that feeling. Daddy claimed me as his and after the initial fight for survival I have allowed myself the sublime peace that comes with knowing that another, st...
The first time I returned to Bethlehem from college, that Christmas break so long ago, I'd felt that familiar as my parents' house was, it was no longer my home, that I'd really only be a visitor from then on out, because my future lay elsewhere. I should have felt even more of an outsider on my way to Garden City, but for some reason I didn't. Despite every...
We were having our coffees at the neighboring Flora Bar which was a usual place for all the students living on campus to start from on their night adventures. The morning Top Hunk 'I-own-this-place', whom I met while waiting for the place to shower that morning, was there and his attitude did not change. Arif said his usual "Hi" and I did the same. The Hunk...
I woke up in the swimmers arm, my head rested on his massive chest. I watched his abs rise and fall with each of his breaths. We were both still naked from the night before. He didn't have the energy to go again. He stayed the night for morning shower sex. His flaccid cock was bigger than mine. I cupped his balls and dick, they barely fit in my hand. I ran...
I awoke about an hour later, I was a bit groggy. I tried to rub my eyes but found resistance against my own movements. I shook the sleep from my head and tried again to move my arms, but found they were working against each other. "What the fuck?" I asked sleepily, not really expecting an answer. I pulled and twisted but found my arms were firmly tied togeth...