Started another series. It's confusing as hell but then it starts to make sense... I think... So do me a fav and go check it out. It's called "Sinful". If I get a thumbs up I'll go ahead and continue. If not... Anyway, thanks for the feedback on The Target! I squeal like a little schoolgirl every time I get a comment. So keep it coming! Chapter4! -----...
Roman glanced down again at the photo of the man. It felt odd, calling him a man. His face was round, his eyes big and vividly green. A black fedora hat with two white stripes on one side framed his pale blond hair. And his smile! The toothy grin was the picture of boyhood. Regardless, his bio stated clearly that he was 21 years old, born on July 16th. Rom...
Roman stared at Jackie in shock. "Wait, what?" Jackie held his gaze evenly. "I'm not stupid, Roman. I know you've been following me. No one hangs around a restaurant without going inside, then just 'decides' to leave right when an employee, ahem, me, 'happens' to be leaving as well. Or just 'happens' to see said employee hobbling down the sidewalk and cha...
So a couple of you have been concerned with this but... Sorry the chapters are so short! I'm just worried that if I write a lot it'll get boring :( I might work on that in the future, so chill :3 Aaaaanywho... Chaptaaaaaaa Threeeeeeeeee~ This one is my favorite. Just saying. *coughcoughsexcoughcough* Teehee. ^.^ --- "Roman," Jackie whispered. Roman'...
After his narrow escape from the pounding questions by the German police about Bruno Meister's death by way of accepting a pounding of his ass by Roman the Magnificent on stage at Hephaestion, Folsom meekly followed Roman into his cabin through the door under the stairs in the sex club. The cabin was the same size as Folsom's was and had the same two pull-do...
Denny was as nervous as all get out. He still didn't believe that he agreed to come to the gay party with Dexter. He was still inexperienced with sex and had never made the determination whether he was shy with girls or actually gay. Still Dexter, openly gay, had been a good friend and he was someone who Denny trusted. Denny was 18 years old, otherwise Dexte...
NINE MONTHS LATER Denny was lying in his own bed on a Sunday morning. He was naked as he always liked to sleep in the nude even alone. His cock was hard and he was stroking it but not in an effort to cum. He just liked playing with his erection that particular morning. Next week he would graduate from Barber School and begin work the following week. As he l...
Folsom heard some muffled discussion from the other side of the door between his cramped, dark prison and the back panel on the closet in Roman's cabin and then some rustling around in the cabin followed by the slamming of the cabin door and then . . . silence . . . for the longest time. A good thing he wasn't claustrophobic, Folsom was thinking. And then t...
The German police detective, Sigmund Frist, who had been plowing his American counterpart, Clint Folsom, the previous night couldn't have picked a worse time to want further attention from Folsom. Folsom had gone to sun bathe and to dry out the effects of a raucous night topside on the MS River God as it shot down the most scenic segment of the Rhine. But he...
"You heard?" Roman asked Folsom when he'd unlocked the storage bin behind his closet and stood back as Folsom stumbled out into the light. Squinting his eyes, Folsom said. "Everything." "Oh," was as much as Roman said as he stumbled back and collapsed on the bed. He was holding a tissue to a bleeding nose, and bruises were already beginning to form on his...