*Quickly, I just want to apologize for the last chapter, because near the end I accidentally switched back and forth from first and third person. I am VERY sorry about that, and I have made sure to keep things neat in this one. On the other hand, if anyone liked it in first person point of view, or has any opinions on how they want me to tell the story, ple...
We had just moved into our new home in Tulsa. After three corporate related moves in the past three years, my family was tired of moving and ready to settle down and put down permanent roots. Our college aged son and his two high school aged brothers balked at the latest move because they had become very popular at their last school. My wife and I had sired...
The name's Michael. I'm an Irish boy from nowhere in particular, and the bright-red ponytail I wear is more than enough proof of that. I dress well enough when I need to; my work wardrobe usually consists of black wingtips, tight-fitting black slacks that are a little loose around the knees to allow for bending, and a dark solid button-down. I'm a relatively...
It was going to be a long miserable weekend. I'm Frank, twenty-six and the Assistant Scout Master for our troop and was going off for three days to look for a decent place to take our Boy Scout troop for a few days of a scouting jamboree in the backwoods of Pennsylvania. The weather forecast wasn't good for our exploration but Jim and I would make the best o...
This story contains characters 18+ Author's Note: Hey everyone! Here's the next chapter of The Fallen. Sorry if it took me so long to post. I am working on two other stories I plan on posting soon as well. As for you my readers, thank you for all the support and feedback! I have read your messages and comments and anyone is free to add me on Facebook! Rose...
Author's comment: Hey! I'm the writer of this story, and I'd really appreciate your help in order to improve at this: if there's some language mistakes (I'm not a native English speaker), some parts of the text that don't really flow well, anything at all, I'd really like to know it in the comments; thanks for taking you time to read this story, and I hope...
Alphonse waved happily to the captain on shore as he tossed the ropes over onto the dock and pushed the sailboat off into the water, out onto Lake Pontchartrain. The captain had the oddest expression on his face, as if he regretted something or felt guilty about something. And perhaps he did. Perhaps he was worried about the welfare of his boat. Alphonse nev...
He didn't originally have the night off. But Barnaby had already convinced himself that if he wasted too much time, Gil's offer would expire. So he called out of work sick and went straight from his last class to the man's dorm. When he mentioned showing him his 'collection', Barnaby wasn't sure what he'd meant. A collection of porn, maybe? He didn't h...
Dakota noticed the secretary was staring at something. He followed her gaze and saw that she was looking at Cody's backside. He was standing in front of a tall cabinet and putting documents on the top shelf. As he stretched his pants fell into his ass crack and when he stretched he clinched. This showed his tight ass crack and adorable butt. Dakota had nev...
As long as I could remember, Alec had been my best friend. Best friend didn't even quite begin to describe it. Alec was the boy with whom I had pulled worms out of the dirt and speared them on fishing hooks, the adolescent I had stood awkwardly in line to sign up for high school with, the teenager I laughed with late into the night as we talked about which g...