This is a copyrighted work of fiction. All rights reserved. All characters who engage in sex in this story are at least eighteen years of age. Warning, this story contains explicit descriptions of male/male sex. Many thanks to my editor Lin Hall and my beta reader nomoretears00 for their sharp eyes endless encouragement. Sex Slave - 8: Lust and Betrayal...
*Sorry I haven't submitted in a while! I had midterms, and I've been studying studying studying! Chapter three is going to take longer, but I can promise that it will get out. I haven't left anyone hanging yet! Not for too long anyway ;-) All characters are 18+* Jonah walked for about an hour, but he walked slow. Everything hurt, and eventually the pain g...
I never wanted to be one of "those" millennials. You know, the ones that go to college and get a useless degree and end up moving back in with their parents and continue to act like kids long past the point of being cute anymore. For most of my teens I lived with my mom and my two sisters. My parents split when I was 14 and I didn't want to move 200 miles a...
-+-{Lincoln's Pride}-+- .-'[Part 9]'-. "All right then, Link?" Bren asked as he came to sit by me on the ledge of the hot tub against the wall with a towel of his own. The cool tile felt nice against my warm skin. I looked up and saw Kamal and Samir had left us. Bren smiled at me hopefully. "Sorry I got you in trouble. I didn't mean to do that," I sai...
Disclaimer: The following contains explicit scenes of male sex and a variety of consensual activities. This story may not be copied or posted to any other websites without explicit permission from the author. All characters depicted are above 18 years of age. If any of this content is offensive to you or illegal to access in your geography, please do not p...
Darrin drifted awake as the early morning light shifted through the uncovered window. He ran through the events of the previous evening, smiling as he felt the slight tug of the dried semen on his chest hair. Luxuriating in his memory, the realization came that he was alone in the bed. Cautiously walking from the bedroom, Darrin called out softly, "Mitch?" P...
Marty reckoned Danver's as a bitch. Not in the way that term is usually applied, but in his own way the old guy was a bigger bitch than his son Eric. Sure, it had been Eric that put out for him, but Danver's showed a special kind of bitchiness. He hadn't accepted lightly an employee interfering with his kin and had thrown him out of a job. Marty should have...
If you're a lifestyle critic, don't pester me! This is fictional and fantasy engaged in by consenting adults. Perhaps this should be under novellas, or novels...it's long. It's also my first attempt at writing gay or bisexual adventures, my first material was MMF and the MM didn't connect ;-) . I've gleaned some ideas from all the stories I've viewed here o...
A story about Jeff Cable, who was a young man growing up on a farm outside of Malone, New York back in the late 60's and early 70's, and how his curious nature educated him in many ways. *** It was just a blurb in the local paper hidden on the bottom of the obituaries page, and since the man who had passed away in Florida had retired many years ago with hi...
Comments, critiques and tips are welcome. Damon Reid vs. Tristan Thomas *** Damon smiled broadly when his feet touched the ground. Cole and Briana had similar smiles on their faces. They were both leaning against a sleek black limo, looking at Damon and Tristan walk towards them. "Vous êtes les bienvenus Monsieur Reid." Étienne, Damon's care taker who a...