DISCLAIMER: I am rewriting this story because I have now learned to use "link chapters". The other story was a mess, and now I'll be able to organize everything and keep writing. UPDATE: now we will have arts to represent certain scenes! Like this: (To clarify, I'm just taking art already made and drawing our protagonist over it and making some ch...
Editor's note: this submission contains scenes of incest or incest content. * I saw an ad on Craig's list "Seeking a submissive slave to fully service a hot, hung Italian father and his three hot, hung triplet sons." The body of the ad indicated that the father had a 9" uncut cock and his sons, who were "stunningly handsome," had uncut 10" cocks that neede...
August, 1923, Venice, Italy The Galloways, a British couple with a passing acquaintance of Lady Elizabeth when she was married to Lord Aynsley; the bishop of Milan; and the Austrian industrialist, Josef, the Baron von Holst, were sitting on the beach of the luxury resort hotel on the Adriatic near the city of Venice, Italy. The Galloways were chatting away...
Chapter Nine: The Ultimate Pleasure Michael cried out in pain-pleasure each time Abazar cried out the word "thrust" as he concluded the story. And each thrust in the story was matched by a thrust of Abazar's cock inside the rim of Michael's channel. Despite the butter and the preparation the evening before, Abazar's thrusts, though they made Michael feel he...
I gingerly pulled Fraser's arm from across my chest and slowly moved my hips forward to pull my channel off his now-flaccid cock. There was nothing wrong with the length of him—that was his most notable feature for someone looking for sex from another man. He could remain deep inside me flaccid after a side-splitting fuck like we had just had. He was the onl...
Tucker Singleton stopped in mid stride toward the back of the courtroom, making the man who was following him run into him. "Uh, sorry," the man said. Tucker just nodded a distant recognition. Tucker always floated a bit above the normal press of the "little" people. In this instance, though, his attention had gone to the new line of defendants shuffling i...
I worked the stables. I'm also a farrier. Say it slow. This is about Reg and his folk's farm, which is actually more like a resort with horses, and a half mile down the road from where I grew up. His father was always flying some place, his mother oblivious, and tended to by the maid or the cook. His sister was always in town.... or somewhere else, anywh...
* * * * * * * * * * Note: This is a BISEXUAL story. It has female-female and male-female sex, as well as male-male sex. * * * * * * * * * * Kyra and Elana looked at Peter and Mark in the mirror, then turned to each other and kissed. "The boys want a show." Kyra straightened up and put her hand on Elana's butt. "Is that okay with you?" Elana laughed, mov...
We were having our coffees at the neighboring Flora Bar which was a usual place for all the students living on campus to start from on their night adventures. The morning Top Hunk 'I-own-this-place', whom I met while waiting for the place to shower that morning, was there and his attitude did not change. Arif said his usual "Hi" and I did the same. The Hunk...
"It sounds too complicated for you, Matt," Jason had said. "Getting a list would be the hardest part—impossible, I think. This is a small potatoes town. I think you should just keep it to the street and be happy when it works out. And get a job." I'll admit that getting a job was what got the plan rolling. Then getting a list turned out to be one of the eas...