Part 12 - The French Maid Cleans Up I stayed in the kitchen a while studying at the table. My mind was not on my studies though. I still had the taste of cum and shit in my mouth. I could not believe how easily I had just slurped down a turd! About half an hour later, Glen called me back into the bedroom. He was now fucking the shorter guy, in the ass, d...
I had been working on the series for a year when they announced that the lead was leaving. I had worked with him in harmony for a bit. But once he found out I was gay he kept me at arm's length and if I blew a line or a cue he'd mutter something about fags blowing everything/everyone else so why not? I campaigned, heavily for to replace him in his role, and...
Everybody, male and female alike, on seeing Cortland Decker Crawford, couldn't help but stare at him. He could have been the poster boy for: hair styling, haberdashery, beauty and physical fitness products. He'd just turned eighteen and was breathtakingly handsome. Cortland Decker Crawford could also have been chosen for: turd.url, boor.url, spoiledbrat.ur...
When I saw Toby at school the next afternoon, he walked up and gave me a quick shoulder/side hug. "How are you, man?" he said, quietly. "Horny as hell," I confessed. "Can't think about anything else... I'm not gonna make it to the weekend. Can we get together at your house before then?" I knew his mother was gone a lot, traveling for her job, so it was a...
This is a fantasy that involves male-on-male action, forced sex, and some pretty dirty stuff. If you're not into that please move on. It isn't meant to be a great work of literature, it's meant to be a silly, crazy, over-the-top fantasy of mine. ***** My daily run through the woods has turned into a forced gang bang with a group of young guys using me for...
After I retired, I moved out to a little house in the country where I could have some chickens, and a garden, and maybe enjoy more outdoor living. One of the first things I did was buy a 10 foot by 20 foot shed to use for storage and as a hen house. As you know, I like to be in the nude. I also like to have something in my ass. I had an old prostrate vibrat...
All disclaimers apply. This work is purely fiction. I wrote this story for a reader that requested I write something involving bodily fluids. WARNING This story involves watersports and or scat. * I have this little hole-in-the-wall bar just across from my apartment complex called Jenkin's Bar. There are never more than 6 or 7 people in there which is exa...
All disclaimers apply. This work is purely fiction. I wrote this story for a reader that requested I write something involving bodily fluids. WARNING This story involves watersports and or scat. Chapter 03: RimJob Feast I have this little hole-in-the-wall bar just across from my apartment complex called Jenkin's Bar. There are never more than 6 or 7 peopl...
Dear Readers, A few of you asked me about Tom from the last chapter. Where did he come from? Remember the charge on the sheep and the boy from the stable, the one Gordy kissed in chapter seven, that's Tom. Thank you for all your encouragement, suggestions, close readings, and critiques. Chapter 10, Gone a Hunting "Come to the table, Danny." Nanny stood...
Thunder? Stampede? Earthquake? Ragnarök? No, man, it's the Disciples. The whole motherfucking gang. They're on their hogs, and they ride. Hair streams like sinister oriflammes. Naked biceps clench in leather jerkins. Fists twist throttles. Like a dust of diamonds sweat glistens on the tattoo tapestry. The Disciples roar through primeval forest, serpentinin...