Chapter 18: Twisted Cyrus quickly left his father's house in a mood so dark that had it been able to affect the real world then it would have cast the world into the eternal darkness of a death dealing night. He struggled to contain his anger at his father for keeping such an important fact from him. How could he do this? First he picked out a suitor and no...
I returned home from work to find yet another manila envelope with a Milwaukee cancellation in my mailbox. Thinking back on the previous photographic surprises I had found inside similar envelopes sent from Milwaukee, I smiled greatly. Once inside, I made a pot of coffee, then sat at the table with the mail, reading a letter from a longtime friend and sort...
Chapter 6: Over the Moon in Ecstasy The drugs finally must have put me to sleep, because when I woke up, it was morning in the desert. Dr. Gonzo, my attorney and traveling companion, had apparently been driving through the night. I guess I could have taken over at that point, but I didn't really feel like it. Las Vegas was still a long way away. Our drug s...
Phoenix and Azure grab Ryan by the hair and drag him over to you. You pin him down with your foot on his chest. "Ryan, how long has it been?" "It's been a while, Shannan." His voice is strong, belying his obvious fear. "I remember you Ryan. I know you always wanted me, but you just never had the balls. Did you?" A bit of flush appears on Ryan's cheeks. S...
Just another ordinary day, ebbing into the grays of the evening. The rain pouring cats and dogs. Roaring thunder and flashing lightening. Drumbeats of falling raindrops, the caws of crows, bustle of drenched people heading home, shouts of vendors selling their wares and me amidst them. Did I need lightening to strike me? Singing, or more appropriately hummi...
They had met the day before at the dude ranch. It was a natural. They both rode English, not Western, and the ranch actually had some English trained horses. They spent the day riding through the wood trails. They shared the picnic lunch by secluded stream, horse hobbled, eating grass. Laughed and giggled. Then, not knowing where her boldness came from...
Readers: this letter is real. my feelings are real. . . i am ALWAYS eager for feedback. . . but there is ONE particular person i want to find this submission. . . . consider this an act of rebellion. . . . i had planned on merely emailing this to you, but decided this way would be a quite public way of pushing your (and my) limits . . . . to everyone else. ....
It was just after twelve when the massive iron train pulled into the blustery station. The wind blew right through this place and chilled commuters to the bone. Men, women and children lined the platform waiting for their turn to mount the next train. The train pulling in at platform twelve was not for the average commuter, this train was headed for warmer c...
Ever since my first sexual experience with another person at the relatively late age of 21, I have not had the desire to be a conventional heterosexual man. Decades later, I reflect and conclude that I avoided a huge burden. My first experience was with an older man who knew more about what I needed than I did. Meeting him after a long day of hitch-hiking a...
"On your knees." "Yes, sir" you say. Hands bound behind your back by the silk cord he kept by the door. Naked and exposed to him, breasts pointed from the slight chill in the pleasure room, you slowly sink to your knees. His semi-hard cock hovered in front of your face. Out of instinct, you reach your mouth out to suck it in. But he pulls away before you ca...