Getting out of the shower, Archer heard his roommate Ryan yell out from the living room, "I'm going out on a date tonight, don't wait up for me!" Archer yelled back, "Don't worry, I won't! Have fun, dude!" He went into his room and heard the front door slam shut, cuing the departure of Ryan. Archer sighed in relief and looked into his dresser for what to w...
Things began to intensify with Stan and it was getting really hard to keep up with his demands of me, both at work and with my GF. He never gave much or really any notice when he wanted me. And I could never say no or even be late, that was our deal. I totally understood why it was this way. He was married with younger kids and had a big corporate job. And I...
Oh God, I thought. I can't believe this is actually happening. I stood in a small hotel-style room with twenty other guys. Behind us, the cameraman prepared for the shoot, but unlike what most people would've thought, we weren't shooting an informercial. No. We were shooting a porno—a gangbang porno at that. "Listen up," the director said, stepping forward...
He broke our kiss and looked me in the eye and I couldn't believe it when I heard him say, "Stud I want you to fuck me!" "Whoa dude!" "Listen to me I know this will be hotter than hell. Since Shelly and I have been doing some butt play it drives me crazy, she's used vibrators and such on me, but now I want to see what it feels like to have a real cock insi...
"Hey Stud, kind of makes you feel like a bit of a slut, to have a sloppy hole like that doesn't it?" Well, he was definitely right about that, but the only thing I could think of to say was pretty stupid, "Fuck you!" He smirked and said, "You did, and I fucked you right back...now I'm going to rinse all this jizz off of me, join me when your hole stops spu...
"Rob, psst., Robbie are you awake?" I'm groggy, disoriented, in a state of twilight sleep. Not sure if I am awake or asleep, dreaming I had heard my name. Lays silent, I try to focus on any sounds that might have been similar to what I might or might not have heard. "psst, Robbie, you awake?" There's no doubt about it, I'm hearing my name, a low whisper,...
"They say you can survive high school. Well, perhaps not. A homage to slashers, everything Lynchian, high schools, crime and punishment, sex and conservatism, popular culture and romance, this loosely written and casually spun novella takes you into the repressed and the debauched, the murders and the laughs, the families and the friends of a good ole Amer...
"Wouldn't you really rather have a Buick?" The quote was from a commercial jingle. I was watching a YouTube video of old car commercials from the 1950s and '60s, and that line was sung by a woman hawking Buicks. Those were the days when American cars ruled the roads and foreign cars, like Toyotas and Datsuns, were considered junk. The only foreign car worth...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Chapter 7 After our marathon fuck, we lay down in George's bed to rest and eventually all fall asleep. An hour or so later we all wake up and realise it is getting dark. Dan and George both decide they wanna go clubbing but I am a little sore. "Try some poppers," says George, ha...
Salt Lucius Ulysses Tennery hated his mother, and for many and various reasons—not just because her dark sense of humour had made his teenage years a living hell. Her vexacious naming of him so traumatised him that, at thirteen, he retreated from reality entirely, gavaunting about the place with a cast of imaginary friends (he was certain 'gavaunt' was a wo...