Hey all, This is my very first attempt at posting a story of my very own, even though I've been following this site and reading submissions since around 2007. I don't have an editor so please excuse any spelling or grammatical errors. Also the story was written in dribs and drabs over 4 weeks so it might have some consistency errors. Its kind of a love stor...
For an author's note: This is an 8-part story and my first attempt at something like it. I suppose it's a romance/erotica/thriller mix. I welcome all feedback, positive or negative. I hope readers enjoy. --- Tyler I struggle to think of the exact point where it starts. And I don't know whether that means my memory is bad, or I'm a shit storyteller. I t...
Note: This is my first attempt at erotic, fiction writing, or any fiction writing for that matter. Hope you enjoy the read! More to come with this story... * --Jake-- The clock read 8:47. What the hell, I thought. It was Sunday, or at least I was fairly sure it was Sunday, and someone was fumbling around my room in the semi-dark of the early morning. Bef...
Chapter 74: Casual Pursuit In the darkening dusk, a small otter washes up on the beach. He eagerly waddles up out of the ocean as he pants with joyful optimism, speeding up to the driftwood-fenced house. "AHH!" He yelps as Sally starts to bark just as Arnaav opens the door. The golden dog bounds around the boy playfully as she yelps loudly, "Not now! I ha...
Douglas Carver looked up from his desk as Dillon came barreling into the oak-paneled office first thing the next morning. His father looked almost frightened by the sheer rage coursing through Dillon’s veins, but Dillon could have cared less. It was time he and his dad had a little chat. It didn’t take Doug long to recover from his initial surprise. “Good m...
Note: This story is a spiritual sequel to "Blowjobs for Beers," the first in a multi-story series. I suggest reading that before reading this. Readers of both will quickly recognize the change in perspective from third-person in the first story to first-person in the second. I felt like the sequel lent itself better to first-person so I decided to make the s...
The Tale of the Mighty Tungsten Tuberosity Part I "OK, now I think I get it," I responded to Jeremy's detailed explanation about the idea for his Hallowe'en costume being 'assembled' for the coming weekend. I continued massaging the meaty, dark-skinned foot resting across my lap as we chillaxed intimately on the rich mahogany leather divan in the cozy low-...
Bright sunlight filtered through the curtains that inadequately covered the window above my bed. I awoke confused and very groggy. I remembered last night slowly. I hadn't intended to fall asleep so quickly. I reached out and found only a lone expanse of mattress beside me. "Buddy?" I mumbled, stretching. I rolled out of bed and groaned. My cock stood strai...
Edited By: Tangent Joker Parker felt naked. He had on low rise jeans, and a Nirvana T-shirt, but despite his complete state of dress he felt naked. Worse than feeling so exposed, he felt as though he was about to be scolded. He was standing in the principal's office, butt ass naked and about to be expelled. Of course, he wasn't in high school about to be...
The Fireman and The Librarian Chapter 8 Decay - Fire, Embers and the Aftermath "Why can't you just say I'm right, Chris?" Jasper snapped over the phone. "Can we talk about this when I get off shift tomorrow?" Chris responded. "You want to nitpick the subject to death." "Yeah, but Chris." "No buts." Chris laughed, knowing it would just piss Jasper off....