PART IV It had been a little over a month since my adventures in Mr Hamilton's classroom, and Becca hadn't bothered me for more 'favours'; Although in the back of my mind I kind of wished she had. Maybe that was a premonition as to what was ahead because no sooner had the season of miracles and granted wishes drifted in with a fresh blanket of snow, Becca c...
It was the dead of winter, the worst time of the year in the New York City area. It was cold outside. The skies were a constant shade of gray. Even the snow was gray from the City grime. Leonard sat looking out the window aimlessly thinking his life was turning as gray as the weather ...... He was knocked out of his hypnotic stare by the sound of his phone....
I don't think Cupid has any forethought or planned technique as to his love matching. Impishly he flies over a gathering of people, loads multiple arrows into his tiny bow, draws back and aiming high lets them fly. Then giggling mischievously, he watches as the little arrows of love rain down randomly on the prospective lovers... Our eyes met for the briefe...
Rudy was bored out of his skull on another stinking hot day stuck in the vast, whitewashed desert fort that he was defending. Only there was nothing to defend it against; the fort had not come under attack for well over two years and there was nothing for the men to do but work out and keep themselves fit. Rudy's body was as fit and as hard and as sun-bronz...
CHAPTER 3 -- Tommy's Story -- Another Chance "Don't say that!" Ryan snapped, "You couldn't be in love, not that quick, besides it wouldn't work," he paused, "I think it's best that we don't see each other again." Ryan had quickly turned from gentle to nasty, his tone more than anything hurt Tommy deep. Tears began to stream, "Why not?" Ryan seemed to soft...
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between the real world or anyone else's story is just coincidence. Breaking Point He had a plan. It was cowardly. He knew that it was, but she was so forceful and oh so hot. ... Over the phone. "Rob, this is Tim. Do you have a minute?" "Sure, Tim. For you, no problem. What's up?" "I need to ask a huge favor...
I stood dripping wet and cold on the doorstep, the brisk wind and cutting rain beating down on my body. I'd come completely unprepared for the sudden change in the weather and as I stood their in my long shorts and half unbuttoned, now plain see through white summer shirt I rang the doorbell for the fourth time. I was fast losing hope and having had more th...
Published in Stallions and Other Studs, Scott O'Hara (ed), 1995 Posted to Internet circa: Sat, 20 Dec 1997 [Usenet] Stored on The Nifty Archives * * * * * The band plays on the stage. The air is blue with smoke, hot, and reeks of Miller and Budweiser. The kids cluster round the stage. The typical crowd -- jeans-clad, long haired, leather-jacketed, tatt...
Jeremy stared out of the window, watching tree after tree pass. His forehead was beginning to feel numb from the glass, so he straightened up in his seat and looked around at his fellow passengers. Danny, a shorter guy with a blonde military-cut hairstyle, was messing around on his phone in the seat beside Jeremy. On the row behind them were Addison and Po...
I woke up looked at the clock, it was 10 am the sun was out and hot, it was a beautiful day. I rolled out of bed realizing that I had cum all over me, in my hair, in my mouth and leaking out of my boi pussy. I peeled off my 40 D breast forms and headed to the shower. While in the shower, I thought about my plans for the day and the coming night. I remember...