He had been walking. Just walking and walking for what seemed miles, until the anger dissipated with his tired legs. He couldn't understand why. Theo and Andy? Although, he had a hunch that Andy was the one who had propositioned him, and poor submissive Theo couldn't run from his persistent wheedling. Andy could be strong willed and he knew he wasn't the typ...
It's been awhile, like twelve years, but life got in the way and I never got the chance to follow up on my last installment though, incredibly, it was never far from my mind. I hope twelve years hasn't dimmed my memories or diminished my writing skills. For the most part, I can still close my eyes and fondly, or tearfully, remember those moments that changed...
I was seated at the high table, but just barely. Newly minted Bishop McLeod—Andy to me in moments of privacy—was four seats to my right, at the center of the table. I couldn't have achieved eye contact with him, if I'd wanted to. I wondered if Crandel, seated to the bishop's right, the dean of the college, had arranged that seating that on purpose. Crandel w...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story contains straight sex, bisexual sex, gay sex and incest. DUSTIN GIVES IN TO HIS ANAL DESIRE It had been weeks since Dustin had anal sex and Brandon would not be home for another four weeks. He had not been with the sisters and he was still haunted by the scene with Rick and Tyler. The consulting gig had wrapped up and he was now a...
Tuesday night I was sitting at my computer, anxiously waiting for an email from John. He was supposed to get back to me with the details and location about the sex party he was holding on Wednesday, so I wanted to make sure I was online to get them. Finally around 8:30, the email came through. John: So are you still interested in coming to the party to...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** I sat in my parents' living room, waiting for Dad to finish getting ready for dinner at the Fountain Rock. On the way home, Dad said it was a date. I couldn't stop my head from spinning. All of this seemed to be a bit too easy. Or, was I over thinking things? Just last night, Dad...
I had laughed when Oliver said he'd had a thermal earth house built, but then I may have overdone it in the other direction when he took me there, because he left it to me in his will. It wasn't just that it was dug into the side of a hill that had made me laugh. It also was because it was in the middle of nowhere—practically surrounded by the Rocky Mountain...
Chad seemed totally different from the guy I'd known before. He'd always been the frat boy brimming with confidence, if not downright cockiness; or at least that was how I'd always seen him. Now he was stumbling over his words, with a scared-shitless look on his face. I didn't know if I'd ever seen a grown man so vulnerable. He didn't want to talk in public...
Robbie's point of view Two hours had gone by since Mark had left and I was still lying in bed, full of self-loathing, numb, drowsy and depressed as I tried to figure out what I needed to do to make things better between Mark and I. He was my rock and I didn't know what to do without him. I hated myself for literally pushing him away because of my self-destr...
"Sin! Sinclair! Where the hell is that boy at?" The Master's younger son stood in the doorway with a scowl twisting his handsome face as he looked for the slave, but the beautiful young man wasn't among the servants and slaves hard at work in the kitchen. Stepping into the room, he cut a path straight to the head cook, ignoring the scurrying men and women d...