WARNING: I tend to use the "n-word" in my stories quite a bit. If you cannot handle reading that word, then this story isn't for you! Remember that this is a work of fiction and should not be taken seriously by anyone. =================== All the old white men gathered around the table and started talking to Javon and each other. With my ass being stretche...
"By Roman custom, it is your privilege to ask me to undress and reveal myself to you in my natural state for your intimate thorough inspection." "That is not necessary, pretty one. As best I know among Britons we only have that right if we consider purchasing you. But you are to be a gift to us by the Celtic soldiering auxiliaries. All the same, we can see...
Thomas and Niko in the City of Trees - Chapter 7 — Look, I'm not saying we shouldn't have done it. I'm just saying that maybe we should have been more realistic about what we knew was fucking going to happen. My mind is still just doing backflips over the whole thing. Would you believe it if I told you Thomas and I slept peacefully in his bed all night l...
Sleep had not come easy. His arms had been snuggly wrapped around me. The feel of his bulge against my now messy panties. His chest, slowly expanding and contracting against my back with each slow breath. The brief whisper of his breath against my ear, and soft snore when he inhales. My own cock was throbbing occasionally in its silky confines. Even with all...
This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially. ***** Breaking in the New Stable Boy Pulley's prelude...
After Jamal and I rested for a few minutes, he rolled over next to me and asked, "So who took your cherry first?" I knew that question was coming up, but I wasn't ready to tell him yet. "Its no one you know." I say. We were silent for a while, I'm guessing he was trying to figure it out. "It was Tayshawn wasn't it?" he shouted like he was on Jeopardy or...
I'm Dan, a 45 year old white guy, one of those guys who have been married to their job, mine is in silicon valley, I damn good programmer still employed, though now a freelancer. I've been separated from my wife and son for the last five years, she tragically died in a car accident a short while ago and so returned to my old home where my son, Tim, lives by...
The large oak tree, growing near the curb, shaded the old Chevy pickup truck from the street light. Wally was almost invisible, sitting slumped down in the seat, hidden by the shadows. His eyes were about all that was visible above the bottom edge of the door's window. They were intently watching the area in front of the Hiddy Hole Lounge across the street....
"Just take a deep breath." he suggested, pausing. Then, lifting his cupped hands to his chest, "Feel the air expand your chest, hold it for a few seconds, then slowly exhale." I was visibly nervous, my face was flush with embarrassment, but I did as he asked. Breathing in through my nose, I slowly filled my lungs and let the air escape my mouth. Again, I re...
The churchman slept fitfully in the cold night. But he was vaguely conscious enough to hear the old church clock strike 1. Sure enough, a vivid light at the side of the bed shone, embracing a smiling sort of androgynous creature in a charming old fashioned robe of shimmering damask and lined with white fur. It seemed to have a great burning lamp on its head....