by Philip Johnson Chapter One The four of us had been friends for several years and had taken a few vacations together. We didn't drink a lot, but would do crazy things sometimes anyway. We were old enough to know better and young enough to not give a damn. It was late July, and this time we were at a little cottage for a we...
Disclaimer: I don't own the Dukes of Hazzard, not making any money, just cheap thrills. Warnings: Angst, Non-Con, OOC, BDSM Rating: FRAO Bo felt better than he had in weeks. Thanks to Bert it looked like his nightmare was nearly over. For the first time since he'd awakened in his cell, cuffed to the bars, he felt more like himself. Driving home, he grin...
Bo finished packing his bag and rubbed a hand across his face tiredly. His real estate business had experienced a record year, surpassing even his expectations. The increased business had led to changes. Leslee, his full-time assistant and lover had gotten licensed and begun to work with buyers while Bo continued to focus on listings. To help with the increa...
Disclaimer: I don't own Dukes of Hazzard, not making any money, just cheap thrills. Warnings: Slash, Incest, BDSM, Slave Fic, OOC, Solo Rating: FRAO * Luke smiled at Daisy as she came over to their table, two beers already on the tray she carried. "Those for us?" he asked, motioning towards the mugs. Daisy flashed one of her beautiful smiles his way. "O...
As always, constructive comments are welcome and please remember, this is a work of fiction... Please refer to my profile for more on my personal policy regarding comments, feedback, follows, etc. ***** As Beauregard Jackson, "Bo" to his friends and family, sat at the table in the coffee shop waiting for his second cousin, Mary Jane, he wondered what was...
Disclaimer: I don't own the Dukes of Hazzard, not making any money, just cheap thrills. Warnings: Slash, Incest, Angst, Graphic sex Rating: FRM Italics and/or * indicates thoughts Bold text and/or ( ) indicates Bo's pov, regular text indicates Luke's pov. * By Saturday night, I had moved into the cabin at the old still site. Wanting Bo to understand th...
Bo looked out over the mountains and smiled. The air was cool as the sun set, but not yet uncomfortable. He listened to the birds chirping and the rustle of the wind and felt at ease. He had been deployed for nearly a year, most of it in a combat zone. He had arrived home two days ago and, as he had been on detached duty with a unit that still wasn't statesi...
Disclaimer: I don't own the Dukes of Hazzard, not making any money, just cheap thrills. Warning: Slash, Incest, First Time, Angst Rating: FRAO Italics and/or * indicates thoughts * Several hours later we headed home. After Bo had come back to the cabin, we had a long talk about where we would go from here. It was ironic really, I had been in the Marines...
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Well it has been about 3 months since our first incredible evening. To give you a quick recap, my wife (Sue) and I had spent an evening with our new friends (Chuck & Amanda) and after dinner, drinks and some games, including strip poker, our new friend Chuck ultimately ended up fucking my wife's perfect breasts. This was something that we had never done bef...