Nikolaus and Lauren had been friends for the last seven months. He had first seen her while standing at the side of the road viewing the passing Carnival revellers one sunny Sunday afternoon. He thought, yet again, how beautiful Jamaican women were but since he had already lingered on the island for over nine months he felt it was time to move on. There was...
*** Sarkopheros Says: The wait is finally over. After 315 days, ten long months, I have two new Brod stories for you, each almost 10,000 words in length. That's 315 days since the last story of any description, however, which was Hyper Jae: Stroke! Part 2. It's been 421 days since the last Brod, which was The Bachelorette, Part 1. Over a year ago. Howe...
This story is actually a continuation of a story I posted earlier called "Feast Of The Rose Garlands". If you have not read the previous story, this one contains enough of the backstory for it to stand alone. I apologize to all the readers who emailed me wanting more, for my taking so long to crank this one out. The story took on a life of it's own and the w...
Encrucijada, which means Crossroads in Spanish, is the most popular nightclub in town. The music playing here is a type of slow vibe techno with deep beats - the kind of sound you hear at low key dives. Although Encrucijada isn't the prime location one comes to dance at, the dance floor is seldom empty and always packed with slow moving bodies. With a lackad...
Part two is here and i have to Thank Kira for her work once again. It is also a fun thing to write and know that people enjoy the stories and what not, but it has been brought to my attention that a friend who writes on this site had her work stolen and some jackhole was making money from it on amazon.com that sucks in so many ways. This is for your enjoymen...
Note to Reader Yes, this is the first story I've posted on here since 2002. My other story "Laraloubaye" was never completed, though the ideas are still very much in my imagination. Meanwhile, this new one, "Oshun" is not so much a story as it is a description of the society that the title character in my first story came from – the "Zoue" (as you'll see be...
*Author’s Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, utilizing Microsoft Spell-check. You have been forewarned; expect to find mistakes. *.* They stood outside of the Pack A Sack liquor store, both dressed to attract attention. But they made sure to stand...
*** Sarkopheros Says: Not much to say about this one. I did not expect it to become so enormous as it is. This one has taken the record of the longest Brod story at 9,510 words. And almost all of them are a messy fuckfest. I'm pretty happy with myself for it. It also marks the first occasion of an FFM threesome I've written for Brod. Anyway, if you read t...
Chapter 3 Supper turned out to be a Middle Eastern beef kebab with plenty of rice, pitas, falafel, and hummus, as well as a very excellent Greek salad (including kalamata olives, yogurt sauce, and feta cheese). Unlike Damien, who was newer to this, Cassidy and Tammy had grown up eating a lot of kebab, shawarma, falafel, and similar foods, because of Maryam...
Author's note 1: This piece is a sequel to an earlier story, "Desperate Measures: The Baller." If you have not read the aforementioned "Desperate Measures: The Baller," then it may be a good idea to read that one first. All of the background information on the characters and the circumstances of their interactions are established in the earlier submission. T...