The sound of the quarters hitting the floor shattered any sense of pride I'd had. The joy I felt with his dick in my mouth minutes earlier, gone, replaced with a deepening feeling of shame. There I was, on the floor, naked, except for the pantyhose. The drying spit and cum on my chin and chest, the wet spot on my hose, serving as sticky reminders of what had...
"UNDERWEAR..." An interlude [This tale is set some eighteen years after Rayne Wylde becomes a Vampire. By this time he is living in Manchester (my neck of the woods - no pun intended!) and a brush with psychotic northern Vamps has led to his relationship with Kevan, a half-Irish detective sargeant with the Manchester Met Police. The story also reintroduce...
"That was a good game. I've asked you to check the wiring in the Penzance Boulevard guest house, Logan, and I know you have to stay here and work, Brandon. So, Anton and I can go to the clubhouse for a drink and then to clean up and I'll drive him back to Logan's house." It wasn't really a suggestion. Sam Reynard, an inherited-wealth man, was accustomed to...
Chapter 5: The Boy Who Kicked the Hornet's Nest Waking up next to Chris felt too much like a dream. For a few minutes, Jamie just laid there, watching the boy's chest rise and fall as he breathed. He looked at those squinted eyes- the ones who seemed to refuse to open to let any of the morning sunlight through so they could start their day. And then there w...
Author's Note: This is either a tentacle story in the gay section or a gay story in the nonhuman section. To write I used a talk to text program that isn't always accurate. If you like my work, please consider helping me edit so I can publish the dozens of backlogged stories in this series. World War T is a series of independent, vaguely interconnected stor...
8===> Sleeping arrangements that make everyone happy Trent looked at me and with a head toss towards the door, he asked, "You want to grab another Coke from the machine before bed, Kevin?" I knew it was more of a suggestive demand than a question and I answered back, "Sure. You guys want us to get ones for you too?" I offered to Greg and Ethan as I stood...
"OH FUCK.....WHAT TIME IS IT?" Sven's anxious voice quickly roused me out of a deep sleep. I let my eyes open partway and through the soft light drifting in around the drapes, I saw him leaning over to look at the alarm clock beside the bed. "SHIT!" he exclaimed as he hurriedly threw back the sheets and hopped out of bed. "Wh......what's wrong?" Kurt asked...
The minute that Clancy Sharpe saw his friend's grandson, he knew the lad was gay. It was a knack the senior citizen had that had served him well over the years, and while he wasn't infallible in detecting a man's sexuality he was right more often than he was wrong. Young Mike Zeller seemed to be the apple of Clancy's friend Warren's eye, as during the 10 mi...
The air conditioner rattled and hummed in the tropical air, but inside the office at the top of the iron staircase it felt as if it was doing nothing but stirring the humidity around. If there was any coolness, it came more from the big ceiling fan that whirled and clacked in the centre of the ceiling. Luca sat back in his office chair under the fan and smi...
[Author's Notes: This story is dedicated to a co-worker. Chad, if you ever happen to read this (which I seriously doubt) and figure out that you're the one I'm writing about, please don't hate me for the fantasy and please continue to be friends with me. It's just a fantasy that will never be acted out in our very happy yet separate, monogamous, straight liv...