All characters are 18 and over. They drink a lot, so they might also be British. I also wrote it high as fuck, so drop a line if you think I should do that more often. Work with me, people! ***** 1 The night city rolled by in glares and blurs. Golds and blues, and golds and blues. Streaking streetlight against the darkest of the small hours. That pleasant...
Dear Readers, This is the third installment of the series. The story is on a slow burn, so I hope you'll buckle in and take this ride with me. Oh, and this isn't a stand alone, so peek at the first chapters please. As always, comments are appreciated. Enjoy! ~M The ringing of the phone weaved its way into the dream I was having involving me waking Jar...
I rolled over to a seated position and let the balls of my feet rest on the ratty carpeting. I reached for the pack of cigarettes and lit up. I'd only started smoking in the last couple of months. Nerves. I'd stop as soon as I got back to the States. Or maybe when I changed my name and had plastic surgery so that no one recognized me anymore. I looked aroun...
Paul learned several things about Andy during their virtual Delfi weekend. Some stuff Andy volunteered: He'd played basketball in college. His first car had been a convertible VW Golf GTI, and he'd once gotten nearly arrested for, as he put it, "drive-by mooning." He spent a lot of time creating play lists that he then never listened to, because afterward...
Anthony peered over at DeQuan from the corner of his eyes. Watching the nigga bop his head to the heavy beats booming from the speakers and whip the Caddy like shit was gravy made Anthony's blood boil. He clenched his teeth and shifted his eyes back to the road to squelch any visible sign that he was angry. Anthony fought the urge to reach over and beat DeQu...
Bryan walked away for a moment and left me standing in the shower. I dried off like he told me to and sat down on a three-legged stool. Only a few minutes had gone by when he came back through the door. My massaging had me relaxed and content, but the sudden loud jerking of the door startled me. Bryan carried a box over and put it down on the desk with a thu...
***Myles appears in my Mason series. This is part of a planned series of spin offs featuring characters from the "In'DaMan'd" Universe.*** The whirr of the treadmill soothed Myles' frayed mind. Work was getting to him, his investigation into Kash was proving annoying and fruitless. He hated seeing the disappointed look on Mason's face when he either told hi...
This is my first crack at writing on here after years of reading amazingly hot stories. First, a bit about myself: I guess I would consider myself a "straight cocksucker", if there is even an official definition for such a person. I believe there is, as I've read many an amazing story on here about men who are still very interested in women, yet crave cock...
I was so looking forward to a good night's sleep. I'd put in an extra four hours' overtime to help catch up on that fuck-off great pile of testing that was due to be reported on Monday, and was feeling pretty drained. Whilst there wasn't exactly a lot of heavy lifting to be done in the lab, I did spend nearly all of my time on my feet. It was just as well th...
Revised version copyright 2006 by the author. "Are you sure you can manage him?" the doctor asked a week later. They were standing some distance from Lee, sitting placidly in a wheelchair at the curb of the hospital's main entrance. "Yes," Jordan said with a confidence he didn't feel. "He doesn't know anyone, but he's perfectly fine otherwise. You said his...