Hi guys, it's another made-up race fanfic, based on my crazy ideas. Reviews appreciated, and all that. Enjoy! ------------------------------------------- My name is Kevin. I'm a wolf-human hybrid. Like the Scalians of yore, I'm a hermaphrodite. That's the way, generally, for cross-species hybrids. We run around on Volland, a planet about the size of Mars i...
The first time is always a bitch. That's what everybody tells you, and for me, the old adage keeps proving to be the case. I am a married man—23 years—with four kids, ages fifteen to twenty-one, so I'm what they call "old enough to know better." That's why when I first received an invitation to a JO party I told myself I had lived a quiet respectable life in...
Throughout college I took several opportunities to work what could best be described as seasonal jobs to give me some extra spending money. So at the beginning of the school year, I'd work at some of the last festivals of summer, Oktoberfest, then Halloween and usually some extended work for the holiday season. It sometimes paid cash but always allowed for m...
Note: I resubmitted this third chapter of the Summer Job story to place it in the Gay Male category where the first two chapters were placed. I hope it reaches the appropriate audience. * I had become obsessed with being a sex object. I felt like I was walking around with a permanent hard-on, continuing to think of stripping for guys hot after my body. O...
It all started innocently enough. My friend Dave and I were left to fend for ourselves while our wives went on a spa weekend. We had been both been married for more than a couple of decades and had very positive and healthy marriages. As a part of that, our sex lives were fulfilling. Our wives left midday on Friday. Dave and I decided to go to a sports b...
I thought it was a pretty nifty idea, really. I had been selling my body for a couple of years already just to get to where I'd gotten. And then when I managed to get into a prestigious university in a rich, relatively small town known for its part-time eccentric millionaire residents, I could see that I would need a lot more money to maintain my new lifesty...
*This is my first story so please leave comments and let me know how I can improve. Thanks and Part two is on the way.* ***** How the hell did it come to this!? Why am I enjoying it so much!? Face down in a pillow I ponder these questions as the man I hated pushes his fat dick into me. "So tight." I hear him growl. "This must really be your first time hu...
I was just messing around on the computer, checking out the male-male dating Web sites, looking for something to turn me on. On one of the sites I had gotten a view hit of my profile from someone named Ready4Daddy. Well, at sixty, I was definitely a daddy. I also was pretty randy. I clicked on his profile. An immediate sense of nice looking, tall, slim, in...
It was well past midnight on a Friday evening at the Boléro on the Wollestraat in Bruges' Garenmarkt district. This was the third night in a row I'd occupied this small table in the shadows of the basement strip club bar, nursing my drinks, keeping my black cloak firmly wrapped about me, and searching for just the right one. I had assessed all of the club's...
Chapter 01: Matt Seeks Help Coming Out On the surface Matt and Brad seemed an unlikely pair of gay lovers. Born into different worlds, one very wealthy, and the other middle class. They met on the job and found common ground in their love for each other. This is their story. Matt was the rich kid, the son of a wealthy industrialist and his show girl moth...