Foreword After reading a few stories placed in the Roman Empire I decided to write a few myself. These stories won't show Rome like the kind you saw in old Hollywood movies, I intend to show the Rome the way Romans saw it. Language will be modernized. I won't use their own words and syntax, but instead modern language to express their thoughts. Somewhat li...
"A candidate for the Bermuda Triangle, might you say?" Dean said to Penn across the cocktail table. They were sitting at a window of the Splendor Lounge on the Champion of the Sea mega tourist ship on the first full night of its sail from Baltimore to Bermuda. The two, both members of the ship's dance troupe were looking over a thirtiesh blond, well-formed,...
The younger master of the house of Eiringel had been scheming of late. It wasn't in his nature and he wasn't particularly good at it. While he excelled at planning, arranging, designing, even formulating, guile and subterfuge had never fully worked for the man. Thinking of his husband, head of the noble house of Eiringel, the man decided again that it was wo...
Thank you for your comments and suggestions. I used one in this story that people have been asking for. I'm not sure if it works, but I hope you like it. -Emri -+-{Lincoln's Pride}-+- -'[Part 13]'- "You are so horny, my love. Bilaal did not take care of your needs?" Samir asked as I rubbed against him. The morning light was coming through the windows a...
Part of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong === "The Sambia people are a tribe of mountain-dwelling people whose society is well-known by cultural anthropologists for its ritualised acts of male homosexuality. Among their more widely-recounted practices are semen ingestion and oral-anal contact, especially between males of inter-generati...
There are scenes of unprotected sex depicted in this story. In all cases it was between the main characters, who are in a committed, monogamous relationships and were tested. If you aren't in the same kind of relationship, then you should always protect yourself and wear a condom. Darrin shaded his eyes with his hand, wondering who was creating the boili...
My entire fucking family is fucking Evan Rosier. Even my 94-year-old great-fucking-grandmother is fucking Evan Rosier. I don't know what they see in him. Sure, he's gorgeous. I get that. But he's not the charming, innovative genius my mother believes. He's a fraud. He's the smarmiest smarmy bastard in the history of the world. I don't care if he is filthy r...
This story is entirely a figment of my imagination, a fantasy that makes me hot. I'm sure it's historically inaccurate. In Germania, Part One of Two I sat the sturdy horse and contemplated how much I hated my life. The guards were ahead and behind us being vigilant for threats as my father's bondsman chattered happily away at my side. I detested him and hi...
So there is graduation, eventually, and my old boyfriend doing hard time and me looking over my shoulder to see if the pigs are looking for his old fuck-toy. I wasn't political, there should have been no reason for them to come after me, but they say you are only paranoid if they are not out to get you. I laid low senior year, and interviewed well with the...
Chapter 1 Marked My name is Asher Dreg, I'm fairly short with an average build. I have a fair complexion with brown hair and grey eyes. I'm 19, barely old enough to be away from home. I have no family to speak of, I was a war orphan. I was raised in the orphanage in a small village near the sea. I was alone for as long as i can remember. Our Village were m...