My fantasies grow stranger and more erotic every day and David has become the central figure in my masturbatory illusions. Take for example what I dreamed about once I arrived home from the grocery store. He greeted me in the hallway as I was opening the door to my boy-cave. His body was glistening with sweat so I knew he'd come from his workout. To my de...
*Normally I get the idea for one of my stories from a show, a movie, a book, or a game. The Bottom Tier series was influenced by 'The Windup Girl', Alone at the End of the World was influenced by 'The Walking Dead'. Slave Boy=Skyrim, Eyes Like Winona=Twist, etc. This is the first time however, that I got a story idea from a session of D&D. This is a one-sho...
Thank you for the feedback. Let me know if you want me to post more. -Emri ++++ We fell into a routine the next few weeks. We hit the gym every morning before breakfast and he'd direct my workout. We cleaned up together, and then he'd pick out my clothes for school. It was always something that had me covered from neck to feet. He would drive me to class a...
To those who have read my other stories, there's a nod to one in here for you! ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Tucker rolled out of bed with a low growl. He stretched his furred arms high above his head before dropping them and lumbering towards the kitchen for breakfast. He grabbed a semi-clean bowl and filled it with milk and fruit loops. He pushed some stray papers off th...
© Sadie Rose Bermingham 2008 The usual terms and conditions apply. This is My Underwear. Don't steal it. Don't wear it. Don't post it to your website without my permission. You can sniff at it if you must but when I catch you, you WILL be severely punished! Enjoy... xxx Sadie. * Kevan did not ring at all the next day. He did not call around to the flat a...
Hello my wonderful and faithful readers! The moment someone of you have been waiting on for years has finally come! The next installment of Field of Bloom's: Revelation. Now if you are new to the series I'd like to extend a very warm welcome. My stories take on a more realistic point of view rather than the typical happy go lucky ones that are all over the p...
"Hey," he calls out, looking at me seductively. The jets of water are hitting his body, pronouncing his muscles that much more, making him look that much more delicious. He turns his attention from me to the water, and joins his hands to make a cup. He takes some water and raises his hands to above his head, pouring the water into his hair. He turns his eye...
Chapter 4: I ask now of Death The large Lycan's nostrils flared wide and he drew back his lips in a feral smile. The scent he sought was well camouflaged, but not well enough. The tantalising whispers of the fragrance he detected immediately inflaming his arousal and passion. He flexed his naked torso, the powerful muscles beneath his furred skin rippling a...
"So I've been thinking." Matt burst out as he entered my room without so much as a knock. "Always a scary thing." I told him as I sat up. "Very funny." He rolled his eyes at me. "But seriously. I have an idea." "What's that?" I asked him, moving over so I could make room for him on my twin bed. He made himself right at home, lifting my legs out of his...
Okay, this is a seriously late submission for the Halloween contest, but I hope you enjoy regardless. Regency era story, gay male, vampires, divination. * October 31, 1815 London, England It was old and, worse yet, dirty. Truly, at first glance, except for the excessive amount of filth which filled each and every one of its cracks and crevices, it appear...