The following is a complete work of fiction. Any resemblance between the characters and any real life person is completely coincidental. Please do not copy or distribute the story without the author's permission. This is my first attempt at writing. I would appreciate feedback on what you think of the story, but please keep it constructive. I have a fragil...
[Dedicated in the centenary year of her birth, to the memory of Barbara Pym (1913-1980), the greatest English woman novelist since Jane Austen. Forget Charlotte Brontë, George Eliot and Virginia Woolf. There is not a lot of sex in this installment, but I hope that you will read and enjoy it as a story rather than as wank literature.] Chapter XXII Dom: Chri...
It was difficult concentrating on my household chores. Images of the sex that would be taking place this evening continually flashed thru my heated mind. Jackson and Jeffy live in apartment 2-D, and had helped Master move my belongings to his apartment; in return, Master had told the guys I would "personally thank them" for their help. I had seen the two o...
Eighteen years later Amos grabbed Christian's horse by the reins. "Let's be sensible about this. What is running away going to accomplish?" Christian narrowed his eyes. "Kindly release my horse." He sneered. Amos sighed. "Not until you've come to your senses." "I'm not running away." Christian told his friend. ""I'm simply making myself unavailable." Am...
Heath insisted on riding to the hospital with Dillon and Jamie. He sat in the back of Dillon’s Lumina, not once during the ride breaking his silence. For that, Dillon was glad. He didn’t trust himself to speak. The drive to Chicago General seemed to take forever. Dillon barely remembered parking the car or making the trip from the parking garage to the emer...
I went over to the triple-sized shower stall and turned on the dual jets. Okay, I admit it-this was the real reason we'd bought this house. The architect apparently had a water fetish. Not only was the shower huge, it had a built-in bench and enough hoses and gadgets to fulfill any fantasies our vivid imaginations could think up. And the shower wasn't the...
Chapter 2 - A Need For Education Oh, how I hated that alarm. After one year of sleeping on Government Issue sheets, this bed was heaven! The silk pajamas where so soft and cool on my skin, coupled with the at least 2000 thread count Egyptian cotton sheets. I really didn't want to get up. The phone rang, "Jono, you outta that rack yet?" "Nessa, Puhleeeeeeas...
Chapter 99: Happy Halloween The water of the sea splashes on a rock as seagulls screech in the distance, flying overhead at the break of noon. On the small rock, a small otter breaks out of the surface, and climbs onto it, standing on his hind legs. He wears a gleaming brass collar scribed with kanji, along with a marble dangling from the base, besides his...
"Have you had time to read my manuscript yet?" No response. We were sitting by the pool of our house in George Town, capital of the Cayman Islands, both of us only in our Speedos. We hadn't been in our Speedos for very long. We'd come out to the pool to cool off after sex, although the sex hadn't been that heated. Collin had lain on his back on the bed, and...
*** Chapter Seven of Pony Boy *** Once again, appologies for the wait. I hope you think it's worth it. As ever, if you're new to this story please don't start here. It won't make much sense and won't be anything like as good if you miss the build up. Meanwhile, despite the title, there's no pony play in this chapter. In fact, it explores Ben's other little...