A Spit-roasted Turkey on Thanksgiving Even now, as I venture through my forties, I enjoy taking a moment to recall some of the high-points of my sexual life. With the Thanksgiving holiday weekend approaching, I'm reminded of one very special holiday, more than twenty years ago now. My freshman year at college was an eye-opener, to say the least. That first...
His arms tightened around me, and I gasped arching my back. Our chests, slicked together with the sweat of our passion, heave with excitement. Feeling his heat under my hips I push my ass into his lap, the friction against his hard length igniting a spark so deep inside me I felt myself turning inside out. Kells trails his lips down my neck seductively. My w...
Chapter 9 - Depression, Disappearance and Rekindling Dave laid behind Leroy and snuggled up to him. "I love you Leroy." He could feel Leroy tense, Dave knew Leroy was retreating, plain and simple. He could also tell Leroy was falling deeper and deeper into depression, anything Dave did to help pull him out just cause Leroy to fall even further. It didn't he...
A/N: Hello? Anyone there? So it's been MONTHS since I've updated, and I am so incredibly sorry. I won't ramble on about my excuses. I'm just gonna give you a story. Welcome back to Zeke's world. DISCLAIMER: There is a large portion of this chapter (the last time in this story!) that a character makes unwanted advances toward another character. Happy read...
"You got it?" Sanchez asks after a long drag on his Marlboro. His name's an affectation: he's lily white. He's Mom's sweet boy, cleans his room, does his own laundry, kisses her goodbye, sells joints and pills to highschoolers on Saturday night, then goes to Church on Sunday pretending to be sinless as starched white sheets. Typical American shyster. S...
I opened the front door to find Guy grinning at me broadly, his son Simon following right behind. I showed them through to the sitting room, where Jake introduced Simon, who he'd been to school with, to Marcus, his friend from university. While I was busying myself collecting in coats, gloves and scarves from Guy and his son, I was pretending not to notice...
I was nervous as I walked the street to Paul's house. If I knew why there was tension, I probably wouldn't have been so high strung. I was a fixer and I couldn't fix this because I didn't know what was broke. It was never like this before. When I first joined Yevo, Paul and I were close. He was excited for our partnership, and together, we dreamed up a visio...
Aaaaaaaaaaand now the penultimate chapter! Epilogue to follow soon...erm...eventually. One would think quitting your job would allow for more writing. Chapter 29 - In Which We Have Breeders for Dinner The curving lines of Preston's back emerged as he propped himself up on his elbows and the sheets slid down to his hips. "So, you only get a few days aft...
Going Out Adam looks at his ceiling on his bed, twiddling his thumbs. It's only been one night since Jessica's warning. Merrick is dangerous? He is the reason he was put into the hospital? How, and why? "Aghhhh..." Adam groans as he feels his head, throbbing painfully, before rolling to the side and getting his secret stash of Ibuprofen pills Jessica made...
“What the hell is going on here?” Dillon’s voice cut through the stillness of the room, distracting Ash and giving Jamie the advantage he needed. Jamie raised his knee and planted it right where Ash least wanted to be hit. He clutched his nuts, and down he went. Dillon crossed the room in an instant and hauled Ash to his feet. He had his fist cocked and rea...