"This is a novel written in collaboration over the past 12 months or so with the lovely Bellora Quinn, who writes her own delicious tales of the lovely Xavier and his friends. (Check out my profile if you want to know more) "The usual terms apply; copyright for Dark Paths belongs to Sadie and Bellora. Do not take, copy, reproduce or link to this story for a...
"Sure, I'll drive you home. But do you really want to go home just to sit around a do nothing or would you like to come with me downtown to the Battery Park Book Exchange for some stimulation?" Trent had just put in eight hours at the University of North Carolina Asheville Ramsay library, checking out books at the circulation desk, and more time with books...
Hey Guys! Here's the final chapter of The Insatiable Boy. It's a bit different from what I usually write, so I enjoyed leaning into that other side of these stories. This chapter contains more fantasy incest, felching, pussy-talk, snowballing and double penetration, apart from the usual raunchy stuff. Let me know what you guys think- I read every single comm...
Doug Butler sat at the far end of the hotel's sundeck, enjoying the late morning Fort Lauderdale sun, his closest fellow guest a half dozen tables away. A cold drink in his hand and the vast expanse of the beach and the ocean beyond his only companion. A cool breeze off the Atlantic heralded another day of mild seventy-degree temperatures, far removed from h...
[All characters described in sexual acts are over 18. Thank you so much for reading, rating, and commenting. I appreciate all the insight, positive and negative, and hope you enjoy this. If you have a tip or a suggestion, don't be shy!] *** New York, New York. Rows of buildings lined like domino pieces around the plangent Grand Central, endless lines of...
My name is Jon Grossmann. Despite what you might think, I am not Jewish. At least, not ethnically. Maybe way back when someone in my family was, but no one in my family is anymore. Nope, just regular old uncertain European ancestry, like most North American white people. Anyways, not really trying to make this about race or anything, just making sure you wer...
I think my latest conquest might be my favorite yet. I just can't seem to let go of the straight guys, y'know? It was a revelation when I realized guys kept sneaking glances at me that weren't so innocent. I can't really blame 'em either. Without sounding too narcissistic, I'm pretty as fuck. High cheek bones, thin and well defined lips, bigger eyes and a me...
Sorry for the major delay in this chapter! September was a busy month for school. Thank you to everyone for their patience and I hope you enjoy reading it! :) *** The Perfect Fit The two boys ran out the back entrance of the church, giggling and laughing at one another as they sprinted through the tall grass and large, open fields. Francis was right—there...
Thanks so much to Silentbystander who edited this story. You're amazing! * Chapter 1 April 2001 Cody Willington was riding his bike to his father's dealership thinking how in the world he ended up working on a perfectly good Saturday, instead of hanging with his friends. Oh yeah, he thought, I promised my dad that I'd let him teach me what hard work felt...
Part of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong === "Okay, Rob. What seems to be the problem?" My doctor, James Courtney, threw me a weary look as he sat himself down in front of me alongside his desk. No doubt he'd had his fill of the local hypochondriacs and nutters today. "Well, it's a bit of strange one, James," I said, hesitantly. We...