A teenager named Ryan yawned and turned over. He scratched his butt cheek. Two seconds later, one piece of information processed in his half-asleep brain: he was naked. But Ryan didn't sleep naked. He sat up. Where am I? He was in a completely white room: the floors, the walls, and the ceiling were sterile-white, with an odd reflected blue tinge. And t...
"And a ten-inch cock." "You're shitting us now," Oliver said. "Yes, I'm shitting you," Porter answered. "But, really, I would want him to have a nice cock on him." "Well, high on my list is that he has to be willing to take out the trash without being asked to," Adrian interjected. "And put the toilet seat down too?" someone asked. They all laughed. "No...
Screams! Horrifying screams echoing off of chamber walls. Racing hearts and pulses and the thick acrid smell of fear laced the air like poison. But there were other smells ones that bore the reason for the soul shaking fear. "Run! They've broken into the palace! Mobilize the Shadow- Fighters!" More screams. More panic. Muffled voices; panicked whispers coup...
Author's note: The original ending of chapter had to go bye bye, so this chapter picks up where Nick leaves to go to the set. The Kindle thing never happened. Not canon anymore. ******** Someone knocked on the trailer door. "Nick, we're ready for you," a woman's voice shouted. Nick took his finger out of Tyler, but before getting up he gave it one last li...
You have a beer in one hand and your phone in the other. The text reads "My brother got appendicitis, he's okay but I have to watch him in the hospital. Sorry :(" That was the busty blonde on birth control who begged you to raw her against the shower wall tonight. "Was" being the key word. You sit there, take a swig, and put the beer down. You unbuckle y...
As I walked up the stairs into the community center, I kicked the snow off my boots and pulled my cap and gloves off and shoved them into my pocket. I saw the "TOY DROP OFF" sign and followed the arrow down the hall. I walked up to the table with the bag containing the three toys I had bought. I didn't have a lot myself, but I always felt that it was import...
Author's Note: Yay! A return to the world of Deviant Spawn! Finally, lol. Due to the length, I've broken this story up into 4 parts, each about 2 to 4 pages in length. Don't despair (I know I'm horrible about posting quick updates), the story is already completed in full and all chapters have been submitted. No long wait for parts 2, 3 & 4! If you guys en...
Chapter 6-- Lucky Charms I jumped up. I was late for work-- 8:32 with a dot. First day back to work and draggin' ass. Coffee bit my nostrils, and a heat wave prediction from Chet Sands, Channel Three's ace weatherman, bombarded my ear drums. Sid was up and hadn't woke me. "Shit, I'm late," I said, stumbling out of the bedroom shoving my right leg in my...
Chapter Nine - Home for Thanksgiving In the weeks to follow, the assignments continued to be piled onto to us, and one by one we started to lose people by the curbside. As Adam's birthday and Thanksgiving approached, the first semester English class shrank from twenty-one students down to fifteen. A partial refund of tuition fees was available to those stud...
The Mark of the Jockstrap I was part of the Bohemian scene in Los Angeles in the '50s. My roommate turned me out: after discovering the great turn-on of his cock, I was eager to spread my legs for just about any horny friend. Didn't have much trouble finding guys to top me while I was a student. My first teaching job, though, was at a small-town school, Th...