~Aiden~ "Bloody hell!" "Yes, I agree." Seven out of nine Montgomerys were in my study. I was seated on my leather chair, my head on my desk. The last time I'd spoken was about ten minutes ago. As far as I could tell without actually lifting my head, the other six were having a hard time sitting still. They moved about as much as they talked. "What just h...
Sunday morning, June 9, 1996...it was our first anniversary and just over a couple of weeks shy of my forty second birthday. My eyes fluttered open to see 9:47 displayed on the digital clock by our bed. I felt Chik's warm mouth gently nursing on the head of my morning hard-on and I looked down over the crest of my belly to see his head barely bobbing under t...
Readers please note: If you're looking for a lot of hot, steamy, gay sex scenes, this story, especially this part (7) is not for you! Back out now. If you tend to enjoy more emotional and heart touching and loving scenes I hope you enjoy it. As an author, I tend to get wrapped up in my stories, as if I'm there, and I tear up pretty easily. I used about a...
This is a follow up to "Lightning In A Bottle." If you have not read "LIAB," then you may want to seek it out for context before reading "Juan Gets Maced." ***** Chapter One As the new guy bent over the water fountain, the first things I noticed were his legs and his ass. His legs were muscled and covered with fine, blonde hair, and his ass cheeks were di...
Chapter 8: In a Grain of Sand The ride home gave me far too much time to think. About Sid and Alan. About boinking. I started to fret. What will finally happen when we get home? Will I chicken out? Can something that big fit into such as small hole? Even worse-- what if Sid changed his mind? Gravel crunching under the tires of Alan's Olds told me we'r...
Comments, critiques and tips are welcome! *** Welcome to the 13th chapter of this captivating series. I love you guys a lot and I would love to thank you for your comments, ratings and for being on this journey with me. I appreciate all of it and I promise to always deliver without disappointing. I am sorry for the late post. I was really sick and I was wr...
Comments, critiques and tips are welcome. *** Hello guys and welcome to the eighth chapter of this lovely series. I love you guys a lot and I thank you for your love and all your comments in the previous chapter. It shows that you guys really love this story a lot. I appreciate that. Get hooked with me even as we reach the grand finale. It's sad to say tha...
I sighed as I saw the signs for Morrisville. My home town, the place I had struggled to escape over fifteen years ago; now I was coming back with my head hung low and my tail between my legs. It was humbling and humiliating. I had left when I was eighteen and never looked back. I wanted a career, I wanted a life, and I wanted love. I'd gotten the career, I'd...
He's a legend..... Some know him as "La Dona".... Others as the boy that devours his men. Everyone admires him for his beauty and his roughness. Vanalas presents, "Miguel Powers," in a story unlike before. The story of a myth, a man who has it all but in the end will have to choose between love and power. Beauty is his weapon.... Power is his revenge. C...
Waves of propulsive energy roll across the wide concrete floor of the Noise Factory, as high above the crowd manic magnetic DJs spin out one seductive dance tune after another, drawing to their feet an army of the young and beautiful who spin and grind and vibrate as if their lives depended on it. It is another Saturday night in one of the hottest clubs in L...