II. I'm not sure how my night got to this point. But there I was, standing outside of 52 Sterling Street, Arlington, Virginia, having heart palpations and possibly ready to vomit if the police arrived. Or worse -- Sebastian Oberlin decided to leave work early and come home. He wasn't due home for another two hours so I had a window of opportunity to clear...
The first time I attempted to write this story, it was about a life changing experience for me. I felt I had to write it down, and even asked Matt, the other character in my story for permission. He didn't mind, as long as I didn't use his real name, which wasn't a problem. I'm not using mine either. It feels even more personal now, I don't even want him to...
We all know someone or have heard of someone who has an addiction. Addictions are dangerous, both for the people who are addicted and those who care about them. But what happens when someone's addiction is their only source of joy and it harms no one? Can it really be considered an addiction? By nature, addictions are harmful. Or are they? Can certain addict...
Hi guys! Welcome to my first story here! I hope ya'll enjoy, and please feel free to leave any comments down below. No sex in this chapter, sorry about that! I promise it'll get hotter the longer the story goes on! ***** Gabriel Another morning sunrise stretched out my window. Logans bear paw was wrapped firmly around my middle, strangling my non existent...
October came and went in fast-motion after Thanksgiving with Mom and Dad and Adam's birthday. The two major November assignments taking us up to the beginning of December and then to the end of the first term semester were from Camilla Mezaros in Interior Design One and from Alan Farside in Building Construction. They were intimidating with respect to the am...
It all started in Women's Studies. I was chatting with some half-closeted freshman who couldn't be bothered to come out and say what he wanted - to fuck my little sissy ass - when the professor started calling around the room for answers to a question I hadn't even heard. I turned to my roommate, Dylan. He was 6'4" and built like Superman, and I'd have let...
There once was a policeman named Laidley Small, who didn't deserve it. He was a policeman, sure enough, but he wasn't small. And he couldn't get laid. For months, ever since my return from six months as a hostage of terrorists in Colombia (where I was made to crave a good, stalwart cock and where I became a cum-slut), my life was one sexual adventure afte...
Chapter 18 - A Year in the Life Of "Hi Dad." "Aaron son. How are you making out with school and did Adam make it back OK from Edmonton yet?" "School is finishing up this year OK. I just have to finish some working drawings for my store project and do a formal presentation of it. Then a couple of other small projects on colour theory and I think that shoul...
Hi, all! First, I want to apologize for how long it's taken me to get back to this story. Fortunately, I'm on a schedule now where the last two installments will be released in July so no more lengthier delays (hopefully)! Thank you all for reading and commenting! I love reading what people have to say, and I appreciate all of your responses! Enjoy, and a...
Chapter Four -- You Don't Have to Be a Star, Baby The Peacock Inn Restaurant is down a couple of blocks from our house and then to the right on King Street, just across from the Purvis Esso gas station. King Yee bought the property in the early sixties and proceeded to tear down the massive, dark red brick Victorian mansion that had stood there for almost a...