This is a seven-chapter GM novella that is completed and will post within about a month from the posting of the first chapter. ***** They had been told they needed to hurry, but George didn't seem to be in all that much of a hurry. He and Cosmo were alone in the office now. Others had been leaving for a couple of hours before, unsettled by the reports of t...
Charles and I talked periodically but the time to get together never presented its self. I found out after getting home and unpacking the few things I'd kept with me that he'd slipped a videotape in my bag to remember him by. My name is Tyrone; all my friends call me Ty. I'm 30, 6'4, 235 lb., very dark skinned (as the saying goes "black as the ace of spades"...
It was only Monday afternoon and already it felt as if I had been running since the day began. It was going to be a really long week, if this pace kept up. I hoped I would be able to grab some time to relax. I left home before 6:00 a.m. and had made five follow up visits on clients between 7:30 a.m. and Noon. The afternoon was even busier - seven stops and...
In the light of day, I couldn't believe what had happened. I'd let an old friend back into my life and he immediately turned it into an opportunity to mess with my mind, calling me a slut and getting me naked and making me grind on his thick, hefty cock. And then he left me high and dry! By the time I'd woken up the next morning - after stroking myself to...
Writer's note: this scenario contains dominance and submission as well as master/slave role play. Just a heads up in case that is not your cup of tea. *** I positioned Scott under the overhead light in my living room, then backed up and admired him like a sculpture. His fit, oily body shone golden. You could really see how much all those trips to the gym...
Day 1: The sub sat in his room with butterflies in his stomach and his heart pounding in his chest. After over a year of chatting and trading emails with Master he was going to finally meet him. Two times in the past they had made plans to meet for a session when Master was going to be traveling in the area where Slave lived but situations came up that forc...
This is a true story, as told to me by a friend. When I was 18 back in the Sixties, in my last year of high school, I met the school bus every day at the gate of the Army post where my father was stationed. Those were confusing years. I was still trying to decide if I wanted to go on to college or get a job -- maybe even enlist in the Army like my father ha...
"Shep, honey," Lex smiled and chuckled. "We need to talk," he said seriously. "What now, Sex Offender?" Shep replied, as he put on the thick coat. "Where am I from, Shep?" Lex asked, as he watched Shep pull on a pair of gloves. "New York," Shep smiled. "No-no-no-no, where is my most RECENT residence," he smiled sweetly. Shep, knowing what was coming, jus...
Apologies for my apparent case of dropped-off-the-face-of-the-Earth-itis. I had a momentary attack of self-pity and then Christmas happened and then studying for exams happened, so I've been under the radar for a while. The fact that comments keep coming is a real boost to me and I'm finally back in action. This thrilling instalment comes with a dedicati...
[This is a completed four-chapter series of four interlocking stories that will complete posting before the send of September 2017] Christopher's Story Chris Wilson became aware of a change in the pattern of the gurgling sound of the respirator across the bedroom in the king-sized bed. Knowing this signaled that Earl would be awake—and perhaps even that he...