Note: This story involves a character of mine named Lazarus. Now, Lazarus is normally 16 years old. However, this story takes place two years in the future, so he’s 18. Mainly because I don’t write child porn; that’s completely gross. I also made a boo-boo about where he’s from. In Twilight on Dreamworld, I mention that he’s Taiwanese, but that would suggest...
Thanks to all of you that provide comments and send emails. I read it all but unfortunately I'm not allowed to respond. ________________________________ My friend Craig and I were supposed to be watching each other's back but that only lasted as long as it took for him to make friends with a big dude on the bus ride to prison. The first few hours after b...
My mouth was filled with warm, throbbing cock-flesh, but my gaze was trained on Sparkle-Eyes. I wasn't staring at him really; it was more surreptitious glances now and again. He was sitting a few feet away watching me suck his men's cocks with a bemused expression on his face, a wistful look in his eyes. That he was going to miss me when he handed me over...
Chapter One I waited at the bar, waiting and praying that he would show up, afraid he wouldn't. There was always that fear that gripped my guts when were to meet up. Toby's Bar was typical of GI hangouts in Saigon; dark, smoky, not very fancy, with hookers, the whole package, except for one thing. Toby's also catered to gays. Not openly. He didn't advertis...
I hope this chapter will ease some fears and tie up some burning questions. This chapter is a doozy! There's a lot of ground to cover so it's an extra-long addition this time. Longest one yet, by far. I hope you enjoy it! There are still more chapters on the way...and a possibility of a side line extension once this main series comes to a close. Fingers c...
Comments, critiques and tips are welcome. Chris Donovan vs. Shane Lewis Dedicated to Onimpulse Mending! *** "You sure they can pull it off?" Dean murmured, absently rubbing his hand on his wife, Kayla's bulging tummy whilst watching the children arrange themselves for the show. "I hear they're good so let's hope they can." Shane laughed. So far Ad...
I became lost in the sucking. Every time I went faster, he would slow down the pace. I gently stroked his shaft and caressed his balls. My own balls were so painful I knew I wouldn't last much longer. This time when I furiously bobbed my head faster-and-faster he didn't slow me down. I was so consumed with the rigid pole of flesh inside my mouth I though...
Summary: Straight guard learns of black inmate's power over all. Note 1: This is dedicated to the real Ken who retold this surprisingly largely true story. Note 2: Thanks to Tex Beethoven, thor_ph, Robert, and Wayne for editing. Prologue: I'm the prison guard and Kareem Mwangi is the prisoner, so you would have thought I had the upper hand, and until...
[For an earlier story in the NYPD vice detective Mike Kavanagh series, see "Inevitable Case."] Mike Kavanagh stood at the French balcony window of his "seen better times" hotel on Canal Street, looking at the festival parade units forming below him, and then beyond to the western edge of the French Quarter. He was lucky to have found a residence hotel this...
Chapter 30 The chair was so hard. I shifted and pulled my feet up under me, wrapping my arms around myself for warmth. Cold in here too. As soon as I'd gotten to the station in the back of the patrol car, they took me to this interrogation room and walked out. I'd been sitting here, alternately pacing and trying to get comfortable in the hard metal chair, f...