[Author's preface notes: The initiation and life of a male prostitute—a jinan—in the Floating World of the Beautiful Way in ancient China in the waning years of the Chu dynasty, 200 BC, was a sensual but cruel, often foreshortened, bitter-sweet existence. Floating World Bitten Peach weaves a complex, romantic, and all too often tragic tale of the interwoven...
Xiaodan—Little Dawn—had known it was coming—more or less. Less, as it inevitably turned out. He just didn't fully know what "it" was. His parents, no his whole village, had been honored when, as a particularly small and well-formed and fair-of-face child, he had been taken from his parents at a young age and sent to the renowned nanleshijia school for male c...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consentual or reluctant sex. * I was lead into a room where I saw him - on all fours, panting, collared, chastised, and a dumb smile across his face. I bent over, and ruffled my hand through his hair as he pressed against my hand, eyes closed, panting increasing. "What's his breed?" I asked, examining hi...
I froze in the middle of talking about the next season of the Bangkok Chopin Society at the ambassador's residence, as the ambassador walked into and around the side of the room to get into another room. I don't know if I audibly gulped or not, but none of the women—and the few men—sitting in a circle of upholstered chairs and couches in the commodious room...
The agreement pt 2 "Don't worry though, it won't be going out on the net to be freely accessed by just anyone," the Master's assurance came as a wave of relief. I almost felt bashful as he seemingly suppressed a laugh knowing that he'd had me going for a few seconds. "This will just be films for a hand-selected few special clients with highly developed...
Joseph had to concentrate hard to keep his teeth from chattering. It wasn't that it was cold, but, rather, it was because of where Joseph was and what he was doing. Six weeks previously he had been in New York, at Colombia University, studying microbiology. Tonight, he was out on a rocky hillside, facing Israel's volatile border with Lebanon, standing sentry...
"You called for me, Velaku?" Mishtar was a strong warrior, his form slim like all bird Carthera but with long, lean muscles cording his body and magnificent black and brown wings held proudly behind him. He was the epitome of our warriors, a Carthera most worthy of respect. He had risen through the ranks quickly after he mated and became the leader for the...
"By Roman custom, it is your privilege to ask me to undress and reveal myself to you in my natural state for your intimate thorough inspection." "That is not necessary, pretty one. As best I know among Britons we only have that right if we consider purchasing you. But you are to be a gift to us by the Celtic soldiering auxiliaries. All the same, we can see...
Chapter Two Two Weeks Later "God, I'll be glad when this damn thing comes off," Trace muttered as he drove back up to the little mountainside resort he'd been staying at the last two weeks. Before he'd left home, he'd had to assure the chief that he'd find a doctor to see while he was gone. According to the guy he'd found, his arm was slowly mending, thoug...
Jang had known it was coming. He just didn't fully know what "it" was. His parents, no his whole village, had been honored when, as a particularly small and well-formed and fair-of-face child, he had been selected to train for the emperor's Cut Sleeve troupe, a very special troupe of actors who only performed for a very select group at the Imperial Court in...