The Adventures of Urlen, Chapter 11 The dim light from the car's dashboard was just sufficient for me to see the last dribbles from Fred's splendid cock reach my thumb and forefinger, which were wrapped warmly round his pulsating shaft. His shapely dickhead gleamed softly as the sticky/slippery spunk finished its last ooze and the spasms came to an end. He...
At nine the next morning Mac was knocking on Sam Sedwick's door. Mac had spent the night at Loren Blunt's place going through his writing desk reading the hundreds of love letters between him and Shelby and other men that had also fallen hopelessly in love with him. When he couldn't keep his eyes open any longer he grabbed a few hours sleep on the sofa in...
Author's Note: Thanks to everyone who sent me feedback and for all your support! Special thanks to my beautiful editor ThisKittyKat—she has been wonderful throughout this entire process and I couldn't have done it without her. If you haven't read the first chapter of this story, please take time to do so. The action picks up right where the last chapter lef...
Written for a club on another page, the condition for the entry was that it had to be based on a song. I chose Chris Isaaks- wicked game. (Stone sours version) Enjoy! Dracul is oooold.. T.C. is 18 ~Wicked Game~ Dracul finds the kid high up on the fire ladder, outside the familiar window. On the regular spot where the boy can be found almost every night,...
Nothing is what it seems Dedicated to tampabayed * "Sorry, Eddie. That's just the way it is. Buck up, you'll get over it." He smiled like a poker player, no humor. "You'll find another cock to suck." "Chucky! Don't leave me!" When Ed heard the restroom door close behind his ex-lover, he pulled the stall door shut, put his head down on his knees, and c...
This story is erotic fiction meant for mature readers and should only be read by adults over the age of eighteen years old. Please do not use my stories without my permission. When Dad called my brothers and me into his den at 10 AM on a Saturday morning last September, I was nervous. I knew what it was all about, of course, because dad filled Lionel an...
This is three episodes that were removed from the story "Bastille Day" about group sex at two French nudist resorts. As I was reviewing the chapters for submission, I decided that some readers might not appreciate what had developed in the original draft. Maybe I was wrong. Certainly the two young women in the story had no problem with it. Sans, short for Sa...
I didn't get my threesome with Jake and Marcus after bedtime. It wasn't that my cousin and his buddy didn't recover themselves after the jerk-off we'd had before tea, it was just that by the time the three of us collapsed into Jake's bed, we'd had so much fun with Uncle Rob that we were all just too bloody knackered! It had started after I'd checked in with...
He sat in the large easy chair across from me sipping the glass of bourbon, his favorite bourbon, I had poured for him. "How did all this start?" "You mean, when did I know I was gay?" "No, well maybe, but when did you start this 'involvement' with the military camp?" "It wasn't on purpose. I think people intuitively see me as someone to turn to, to tr...
This is a story involving two men, one mostly dominant and the other submissive. Please look at the story tags at the end should you desire more information on the story content. OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO The year was 1978, and I was a skinny 18 year old who was insecure and uncertain about myself. To say I was easily impressionable would be an understatement, an...