I was a normal girl once, but that was hundreds of years ago. I certainly didn't think of myself as normal at the time, but whether or not I felt like I fit in with society back then, at least I never questioned my humanity. I didn't have many friends back then, but at least when somebody did say they liked me, I knew it was true. It was better than the terr...
"So?" Jason asked as he rolled up at the bottom of the drive on his mountain bike. Robert held up his phone, showing the message from his older brother with two specifically capitalized words in an otherwise innocuous message — care package. "Sweet. Let's roll." The pair set out on the gravel road, riding even deeper into the middle of nowhere. Livi...
**** CHAPTER 3 **** Asher and I left the twins mostly naked and unconscious, although we were gentlemen enough to put them in bed and cover them with blankets. We then left the bedroom and collected our gold medals to wide-eyed looks from the four Brazilian volleyballers who had been listening to every scream and orgasmic shriek within. One of the girls wa...
The second weekend in September, the entire twelve-person household took a trip to Fire Island. Located off the coast of Long Island, it is the large center island of the outer barrier islands. Long reputed to be a gay Mecca, it was equally enjoyed by straights. They took the ferry over to the island. Colleen and Nathan, never having been on the ocean befor...
Let me establish something. I'm a little debauched. O.K., a lot debauched. And damned lucky. Fate blessed me with a beautiful, tall, brunette wife, and there's nothing I love more than the idea of showing her off. Her eager smile, cascading hair, full breasts, long legs, round ass all combine to create the quintessential sexual being, and I have always th...
Dedicated to the God of cunnilingus. Thanks for everything! edited by jthserra As I step on the plane I remember how this trip started about a hundred years ago. Ok, maybe that is a slight exaggeration, but it was years ago now. We were both quite unassailably attached back then. But time has a way of taking circumstances beyond our control and now we’re b...
"Dan Sanders, you are under arrest. The charge is murder, first degree." The detective told me. All I could do was sit there and stare at him. Then he walked to the door, opened it. A couple of very large men came in and led me away. My close to perfect happy life had just came crashing down around my ears. The cell they put me in was cold, there was a co...
Well, let me begin this and you can decide whether it's a true story or not. It was Christmas Eve and, like most American males, I was out running around at the mall picking up those last few things for my wife. Yup! I'm one of those guys that swears up and down every year that there in no way in hell anyone would get me near one of those places after Dece...
I have been a photographer for nearly twenty years, working the past five out of a standard storefront studio and shop. I used to work the glamour and fashion runway circuit, but I got tired of dealing with shallow, anorexic chicks with phony silicone tits and decided to find something more enjoyable. I do the wedding gigs and portraits to pay the bills like...
Jessica loved her job. There was something so heartwarming about teaching elementary school. She was usually in charge of third- and fourth-graders, and she thought that was just the perfect age: young enough that they still respected adult authority and hadn't descended into the depths of teenage hooliganism, but old enough that they were starting to beco...