Chapter Seven -- My Favorite Fighter Ruslan was watching, barely hiding his excitement and satisfaction. Johnny was a beast in the cage, and he knew how to throw a good show, too. From the corner of his eyes, he was trying to gauge the old man's reactions, as well. For some reason now, he really wanted his papa to accept Snake. Never before had he cared for...
Dear Readers, As promised, here's Chapter 5. I hope you enjoy it, and as always, I'm happy to hear what you think. All these stories are just kind of me toying around with different stuff. And, to give credit for what is used in this story so I'm in compliance with Literotica's submission guidelines... The song lyrics featured in part of this chapter are fr...
If you enjoyed the first Spotting Shane chapter, I hope you'll like this continuation. This story is pure, unadulterated and mostly true. ;-) *** As Samantha stood in front of me, the look on her face had quickly gone from one of utter disgust to that of being emotionally crushed as the tears began to fall down her face and she turned and walked away from...
He wasn't sure why he did it, but somehow he just had to get the better of Darren, and if stuffing a fish full of sinkers to win a competition was going to get him there, well he was willing to take the risk. He just couldn't overlook the smug little comments anymore, the subtle little one-upmanship that Darren always seemed to carry on with. Sure he was g...
Comments, critiques and tips are welcome. Hello and welcome to the 11th chapter of this lovely story. Once more there has been a twist to this story. I don't why I love twists my stories but hope this is really interesting to you guys. Before I go into writing I'd like to tell you guys that there is a part where there is a long son. I would also like to tha...
"Got a spare fiver?" "No." "Go on. Just a fiver. I'll make it worth your while." "No." "Please!" I had already walked on a couple of paces, but now I slowed and stopped. There was something about that "please". It wasn't what you might expect;- what I had heard before by young boys, and girls, of similar age, who, when they finally realise they are not...
You have to be careful how you answer some questions or at least make sure you understand what is being asked. The question in my case was answered based on the knowledge of an eighteen year old kid; not knowing what was really implied or how it would change my perception of sex. The question has also brought about many of the stories that I write -- many of...
Wednesday came, and the other two guys and I decided to give Carl the day off given that the airport he needed to get to was at least a two hour drive one way and Mary's flight was arriving at noon. The motivation behind the other two biologists in letting Carl go was not really that altruistic in that both had plans on getting home to their wives as early a...
Evan Malone liked the midnight shift. 12 am to 8 am along a stretch of Pacific Coast Highway right at the border of Malibu. It was never dull, and the arrests and citations were easy and built up his record. Most of the time he was pulling over rich drunk fucks in their BMWs, Porches, and Mercedes. Half the time they had hookers or call girls in the front se...
My muscles were tight and I took a moment to do a quick Jintue breathing exercise to calm myself. I had to be ready for anything on the other side of the door; I glanced back at Natham. From my distance of a few steps up we were almost face level. I looked into his dark eyes, so full of pain, his full lips pulled tight and flat. As screwed up as this situati...