This story is erotic fiction meant for mature readers and should only be read by adults over the age of eighteen years old. Please do not use my stories without my permission. When Dad called my brothers and me into his den at 10 AM on a Saturday morning last September, I was nervous. I knew what it was all about, of course, because dad filled Lionel an...
"Gotta go, this is my stop." Philip fired off a farewell text to his friend as he got up, shoving his thick, hairy, tan feet into his flip flops. He didn't bother adjusting his singlet, which continued its slide down one of his muscular shoulders, slouching halfway down one side of his beefy rugger's physique. A dusting of reddish chest hair made a thin "t"...
****Previously**** Louis pulled me forwards and into the brightly lit house slamming the door behind us. He moved with incredible speed and had me pinned against the wall. He slowed his pace and pressed his lips against mine. He kissed me passionately and his hands moved to my face as he pulled me closer against him. I slumped against the wall, and simply a...
Damien I was already in love with Elijah by the time I saved him from a rapist thug, but I hadn't really admitted it to myself. I first noticed him when I was manning a merchandise stall at No Way Out -- the big venue hired for hardcore punk gigs where both straight-edgers and skins can come, kids from either side of the bridge and the two different scenes...
When I moved to this city I had given my own word that I would not get attached to anyone. I told myself over and over that if I needed to just pack up and go, I would. This time there would not be anything holding me back for months longer than if I had simply been on my own. Things were going to go my way and I was going to be in control. The first perso...
Chapter Four-Penance We both woke up at almost exactly the same time. He smiled at me and then laughed. "I'm so glad you're a morning man Jay." "Me too Chris, I love getting up early and training actually. Are you?" "Hell yeah, except for one thing might make me want to stay in bed today." "What's that," he said smiling. "This," and he put his hand on...
This is my fist story so please tell me what you think. All the characters are part of my imagination. ~#~ Ryan looked up from his text book and groaned at the sight of his best friend. Yet again Miles, or Miley as he was known by some, was wearing nothing but a pair of tight, low cut, purple boxer briefs and looked completely beautiful. Ryan wasn't sure if...
Jace: I sat fidgeting, even though I had planned not to. I couldn't help it I was anxious about seeing him again. Would he still be as overwhelming as he was before? Would I freeze again? My questions were answered as I saw a Chinese guy nearly sprint out of an office room towards the elevators followed by a sauntering Diego Salvatore, who leaned up agains...
Elijah I'd been going to hardcore punk shows since I started university three years ago. There were two totally different hardcore scenes in my city -- the river divided the bright shopping centres from the seedy industrial complexes and there was a distinct culture for each side of the bridge. The scene I was introduced to, had an emphasis on clean and m...
Life was little different in the mansion hugging the snow-clad mountainside at Snowshoe than it was in Hoagie's inn. Less demanding—in terms of service both at table and in the bed—and the surroundings certainly more sumptuous. But very little different in terms of feeling owned and controlled—and isolated, all alone in the world. I cursed Buddy nearly daily...