The thunder cracked and the rain pelted against the bedroom window, stirring me from another yet fitful sleep. The blue glow of the alarm clock above my head on the bed board threatened 2:05 AM. I lay there quietly, wrestling with counted sheep and boring lists to entice my fleeting sleep. The pounding of the rain soothing, yet calling my name, drew my atte...
As soon as Mike was sure Alex was asleep he stood. "Where are you going? You promised him-" Mikes dad was cut off by Mikes yelling. "I'm going to go find that son of a bitch who hurt him!" Mike screamed, pointing at Alex. Alex stirred and moved his good arm above his head. Mike lowered his voice. "I'm not going to let him get away with this." Mike wh...
I don't quite remember when I first realized I had a thing for cocks. I remember watching porn as a normal hormonal teenager and eventually noticing that I seemed to greatly enjoy the parts my peers often would often skip. There were times when I'd fire up a scene and find nothing so hot as the opening blowjob. Don't get me wrong, I enjoyed the sex as well,...
Most of the teachers at my school really suck. No shit man. They could all do with a good fuck to loosen them up a bit. And I'd be the one to give it to them too, if I could. The problem with most of them though is that they're too fucking smart for their own good. Adults are dangerous. See, the older they get, the more the know about things, so I usually...
The boy had no real name. He was the tanner's get, below even the whore's runts, responsible for soaking the hides in urine. The tanner called the child "Boy," long after the boy had left childhood behind. The town was large enough that most forgot to which tannery the young man belonged; everyone called him "the tanner's boy" for so long that it became his...
"Ugh. Be quiet," Benji moaned as he slapped his hand on the buzzing alarm clock. He rolled over and snuggled up to the warmth of Ben's side. He scratched his fingers through the thick auburn colored fur in the middle of Ben's chest. "I wish I had the day off with you." Ben sniffed and cleared his voice, still gruff from sleep. "Well, you're important now, M...
I sent my best friend to prison. Well, I didn't actually send him, but I might as well have. I'm a public defender. They don't get much lower than me. Allan, one of my best friends caught his wife cheating on him and stabbed her almost a hundred times with a penknife. He asked me to defend him, even though we both knew he was guilty, but he didn't care becau...
Allen came to the window of his Maple Street bungalow and looked out at the driveway at the unmistakable sound of the purring of an expensive sports car. He had arrived in time to see Jack unfold his elegant six-foot-four frame out of the red Porsche Carrera convertible and run his hand through a thick mane of auburn hair with frosted highlights. The man was...
My second story -- a fast foward in time from the first. This is a true accounting... Metroland is an area free weekly for the Capitol District in New York. The last pages, the ones my eyes always diverted to, were for adults. One stood out. It was a video store. It advertised private booths and free tokens with the ad. After many more weeks of Metroland, I...
He let me out in front of the Alpha Tau house at Longwood University in Farmville, dazed, confused, glad to be alive, and angry—all of those. When I'd closed the truck door, I turned to ask him through the window who he was and how I could get hold of him again, but he pulled away from me, gone, looking straight ahead through the windshield. I don't know wh...