Adrian's black depression dragged at him like a cold undertow, to the point where he was beginning to loathe his own self-pity. He brooded for days in his bedchamber, silent, dressed entirely in black silks, not sleeping, lighting only a single candle at night for company in his self-induced exile. He was sitting at the table, one arm folded beneath his chin...
AUTHORS NOTE: This is a bisexual story with lady boys and a straight young male. When referencing the lady boys, I use the pronouns she and her as I understand that is the preferred way to address them. ***** PRELUDE Alan woke up on Saturday morning to the sound of thunder and pouring rain. He knew his golf game would be rained out so he rolled to his sid...
Even though Toby and I were fully confident Mr. Doherty was deviously playing matchmaker with us, it didn't stop our play from turning to actual panic when, across the house, we heard the familiar sound of keys rattling. Conveniently, after a few hours of rollicking about I was still somehow free of wearing spandex gear—Toby liked to hold it against me after...
Alex felt the guilt building inside of him. He couldn't believe what he had just done. He rubbed his hands across his face. His hands shaking, he paused at the door before silently turning the handle until he heard the click. He pressed the door open with his foot. "Alex, so nice of you to come home this evening," Linda motioned at him to come into the ro...
The first thing I did was try to shave. Everywhere. I hated how ridiculous I had looked the night Sean had made me dress up in my mothers underwear before he fucked me. I was so hairy it took hours. I used an electric razor and it would often get caught on my hair. It was an irritating process but when I was done the only hair I had was on my head and in m...
I called Jason a couple of times while I was home in Montana. We made a date for the first Friday night I was in town. Jason said he had a surprise for me when we got together. I said I was looking forward to it. I picked him up at his apartment. Jason had a small overnight case with him and he placed it in the back seat. I did not ask what was in it or wha...
Authors note: This is a male on male BDSM fantasy that may be a bit rough for some tastes. If this isn't your cup of tea, skip it. It is just a fantasy. My regular readers know my mind works in mysterious ways. As Andy lay on his bed, he wished his master would come home. Andy hated being left alone so much. He knew his master had business to attend to but...
This is a fantasy story set in a fictitious land and in a time of medieval sorcery. All characters depicted are 18+. Although this story is in a time where safe sex is not heard of I would always recommend the practise of safe sex. CHAPTER 9 – Not everything on sale is a bargain. The sun has been up for a couple of hours now and even though the trees offe...
He was on the Boulevard again. It was a beautiful summer night. The air was sweet. The columns of smoke that had been here for days had lifted. There was none of the fever that he had had the night before. His head was remarkably clear. He saw things the way they were. He was newly, last week, nineteen. And he was happy. He was immensely happy. He had giv...
Having been introduced to the joys of worshipping cock I had grown ever more addicted to fucking and sucking, especially if I was treated like some kind of sextoy. I thrived on the feeling of being used purely for someone else's pleasure and went out of my way to experience it as often as possible. I took to hanging around several well known pick up spots, d...