Game of Love Ch. 01 Comments, critiques and tips are welcome! *** Love.... Love is a game that both can play and win. But we always have to remember that games are deadly serious and you do not play them to enjoy. There's a saying, 'Not knowing what you want is one thing but not knowing what you want and getting a person's feelings involved is another thi...
The Elevator Rafe could hardly wait for his lunch hour to come. But he wasn't hungry for food. He was hungry for the new elevator boy. The new boy was just the type Rafe lusted after. He was short and slim; probably five-six and maybe a hundred twenty pounds at the most. And he was young. All of the elevator boys the building employed were high school seni...
Dear Readers, I am very sorry for removing my story, An Ancient Art without warning, and for my long absence from the site. I removed it to try and get it published, but have been busy working on other projects and my boring every day job. Thank you for your emails, comments and support. They have encouraged me to submit stories to publishers, three of wh...
NOTE: The students represented are all of 18 years of age. The classroom is a senior level course and is populated by all students of senior level education (18yrs) WARNING: I tend to use the "n-word" in my stories quite a bit. If you cannot handle reading that word, then this story isn't for you! Remember that this is a work of fiction and should not be ta...
PATRICK INGRAM-LEWIS - OLIVER'S FATHER A Homoerotic Short Story By Jason Land FOREWORD Subsequent to publishing the first story in the chronicles of the Ingram-Lewis family, the present Headmaster of Rigby School, having read the first account, kindly gave me access to documents from the school archives which throw a somewhat different light on the scho...
Okay so here's a new story. I'm a little scatter-brained at the moment and have about six different things going on JUST in my writing life. But I'll try to keep posting regularly. I hope you guys like this one and there will be future chapters of this and revolution soon. Also thanks to my editor Gbc5452, I don't thank him enough on here and I should star...
Mike tugged on the leash as I was admiring myself in the mirror, "come boy." I turn and start following him, "hey Mike, hold on!" Ken shouts. Ken was walking towards us with a bag, handing it to Mike, "here's his clothes, plus a couple of other things you'll need that match his color scheme. If you ever feel like sharing him, just bring him in back." I...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** FOREWORD Thanks to Electricblue66 for allowing me to quote part of his unpublished manuscript [currently untitled], which Dane reads to Kian in the hospital. Thanks also to all the authors on this site whose work's inspired me to write in this genre. I'm a big fan. The...
This is pure fantasy, fiction, but a little bit of hope embedded. It's Friday, I'm leaving work, and I drive straight to his house. It's about 2 hours and I spend every weekend up there, serving him, pleasing him, attending to his needs, and in return, he takes care of me. I pull into the driveway a little later than normal, traffic was a nightmare, as i...
*All sexual activity takes place with consenting adults over the age of 18 *Scenes of unprotected sex are displayed and should not be used as guidelines for safe sex practices. This work is merely fiction. Thank you for reading! ***** Victor "Brittany, he's doing fine. I promise," another assurance slips out of my mouth as I use one hand to hold th...