Millstone - ONE - (Hanging the Chimney Hook) All Rights Reserved © 2020, Rick Heathen This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental...
Dear Thomas, Please do not be mistaken by this letter. It is not a fantasy or a proposal or even a love letter. I didn't put it under the whip to be cruel or ironic. I just knew it was the one place you would be sure to find it. And by now, you must know that this is a letter ending our time together. How do you write a goodbye letter to someone like you?...
A slightly longer chapter than what I'd usually write, thanks to some comments from my readers. My apologies for taking so long, and to the one reader whom I'd promised that this would be out on Wednesday. =/ Enjoy. ***** "Hey, watch it asshole!" "You blind or something?" A hand shoved me out of the way as I staggered towards a lamp post, leaning heavil...
Millstone - ONE - (Hanging the Chimney Hook) All Rights Reserved © 2020, Rick Heathen This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental...
Millstone - ONE - (Hanging the Chimney Hook) All Rights Reserved © 2020, Rick Heathen This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental...
I sat in my office sipping coffee and lounging in my office chair waiting. My office was a decent size with walls painted a nice cherry wood color the flooring was cherry wood with a simple light purple rug by the door. Two comfortable chairs sat in the other side of the desk. Black in color with arms. The desk had a computer and keyboard on it along with a...
Note: autobiographical, not fiction. Lucky me. *** The idea of sucking cock did not appeal to me for the first 50 years of my life. Then, the love of my life left me, claiming I was too dominant to put up with. In an emotional turmoil, I began to investigate websites about how to be less dominant. Web searches for such things as 'female led relationships'...
He should have felt like he didn't belong, but, in truth, Jake was a bit proud, if only inwardly, of how good he looked. The casual clothes he was wearing were not a suit, but they weren't his usual jeans and t-shirt either. Klaus had great taste in clothing and Jake was not regretting a bit, seeing the vaguely surprised look in Hans's eyes, when he made his...
Today I visited a bath-house where I sucked a half a dozen men and was sucked by a couple more. Everywhere that I went someone wanted to touch or be touched. This was just what I needed. I wanted to be wanted. I especially liked the steam room. One of the men in there was kind enough to erupt in my mouth with several men watching through the thick steam. He...
Unedited chapter, cause I have a fantastic excuse which I can't disclose out of fear someone may taunt me with it later in life. ~~~~~~~~~~~ All sorts of rape scenes flashed through my eyes, most of them involved me screaming in pain, him grunting like a gorilla and a lot of spanking. So my first reaction was to grab my disinfectant spray. Holding it...