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[Written with thanks and a nod to a fairytale told by early twentieth-century Italian diplomat Daniele Varè] *** The weight of the man lifted off young Han Li, who sighed, and attempted, unsuccessfully, to move from his prone, bent, and spread position. The imperial guard captain had been on top of the eighteen-year-old young man, between his legs, inside...
"We shall say nothing of this." "No, I shan't," I murmured as I panted. I didn't think I could count on the tall black man with the slender body, big hands, big feet, and the long cock to stay silent among his peers about what he could get from an English youth, someone from the white farm owner's family. But that was not my problem. Gashirai, the gardener...
We proudly present the second part of the first in a series of unjustly neglected underground classics of erotica, revived and reinterpreted for your entertainment and pleasure by Tristan Trotsky, a noted dilettante of decadent literature. --- 0 --- The earnest literary critic can but conjecture about the state of mind of the author of the sad and perverse...
Author's Note: Do not read further if it is illegal for you to do so. This story contains adults in sexual situations. If reading stories of reluctance, D/s, or stories containing gay male and anal play offends you, please hit the 'Back' button. This story is a prequel of sorts to the 'Lucy' storyline. However, I believe it is able to stand on it's own and...
In 1985 a friend in England had suggested I rent Lawrence Durrell's villa in Bellapais in Northern Cyprus. My friend was a writer, and he had said, "There are places that can inspire a man, and having read Lawrence Durrell's Alexandria Quartet, I am sure that his villa on Cyprus will be full of inspiration. And I have heard it's available to rent. Go there,...
Kenny O'Brien was just finishing his second year of college, and his mom had been hounding him for a while to come home on a weekend and look for a summer job. He was enjoying his last few weeks of freedom before going home to chores and rules, so he kept putting it off. Finally his mom lost her patience and use some connections to get him a waitering job at...
Day One: Water. A rush of water, the effervescent surge in my ears, the aquatic blur in my eyes. The world dissolving into liquidity. Kick out lazily, squirm and shimmer through its perfect targets of expanding ripples. My head explodes the pool surface. Slow-motion shaking liquid-sting from my eyes. He sits in his poolside chair, pecking at his laptop. Engr...
It was going into the fourth week, and the four of them were seated around the table at dinner. They were staying at the apartment on the complex under safe watch constantly. The security guard sat in his chair at the door. In his hand was a book that he had been reading for days now. And he paid no attention to them at the moment. The silence seemed to fal...
Disclaimer: Welcome to my world! My stories are almost always fantasy-based and involve non-consent. All characters are human. This chapter has consensual sex and interracial plot elements. Later chapters will present non-consensual situations, sexual slavery, and romance. If any of the above bothers you, consider yourself warned. If you decide to read, I h...