Ah! At last! Thank Heaven that it's finally autumn in Atlanta! The summer here in Atlanta this year was positively brutal and I didn't think it would ever end. However, now, the weather is absolutely gorgeous and I feel really great. It goes without saying that it's now time for FOOTBALL (yea!) which is something of a religion here in the South. Time for ta...
Chapter 1 The water was a sickly green color from the rotting vegetation and the bed was soft mush. Paul Zwylliger tried not to put too much pressure on his feet, tried to simply hang by his wrists, which were tied to the bamboo bars at the top of his river cage. Ernie had tried to stand, had tried to lift the river cage; there was no bottom to the bamboo...
Stardate 47544.94 USS Surefoot-A, Deck 2 Fore, Command Quarters -- 0700 Hours: Captain Esek Hrelle woke up beside his son, sensing the infant's active state. He drew in a little closer, rubbing the side of his muzzle against Misha's, making him purr. Hrelle grinned and rubbed Misha's tummy, making him gurgle. Opposite Misha, Kami stirred enough from her o...
Quiet steps waken me, I don't move at first simply move my hand to my Colt. When the person comes around the corner I sit up pointing my revolver at one of the Apache, his hands high looking a little surprised. He tells me the sky has awakened, with a sigh I nod waving him off as he looks at me smiling. I shoot him a dirty look and he goes chuckling quietly....
The order of my stories to read is: Todd & Melina series, Interludes 1-5, Sperm Wars series, Russian Roulette series, Case of the Murdered Lovers series, Case of the Murdered Chessplayer series, Case of the Executed Evangelist series, The Swap series, Interludes 6-10. The Murdered Football Player, Ch. 01 Feedback and constructive criticism is very much ap...
Reading order for the Going Home series is posted on the author profile. *** The MPs didn't speak to me on the ride. Only the hum of the Willys engine, chants from platoons doing obligatory physical training, and wind rushing past my helmet intruded on my thoughts. I sat through it wondering why I was being dragged away my outfit. It didn't appear I was un...
PART 1: Hot Tub Games *** TODAY/CHRIS "Ain't no party like a West Coast Party cause a West Coast Party don't stop..." Well, we weren't quite on the coast. Big Bear was about a three hour drive up into the Sierra Mountains from the coast. We were a long way from L.A., but you couldn't tell by the crowd. Outside, the mountain air had chilled almost to freez...
My name is Jeremy. The year is 1980, the place is somewhere in southeastern Los Angeles county, California. I was a young man with a good head on my shoulders but not much formal education. The ladies called me easy on the eyes. I had a handsome, well-proportioned body with a good set of muscles and an eight-inch cock that I knew how to use rather better tha...
Jeremy's story... It was just about fifty years ago that I had one of the greatest summers of my life, but despite all the time that has passed I remember every moment of the three months I shared with the first love of my life as if it was yesterday, and when you consider most of the time these days it's all I can do to remember last week, that speaks of t...
Hello, My name is Annie Angel. I have decided that the first set of my books will be best served to show you how I became the way that I am. Granted in this book there will be a good portion of the story that will be added and not true. I want to show you all the story of my heart, pain, tears, and soul wrenching change that I would not put anyone through....