Troy sat quietly grinning to himself. He turned his gaze, from the floor, in front of him, to the clock, on the piano. He would be leaving in half an hour. He returned his gaze, to the floor, in front of himself, and smiled again. Dean and Troy had been friends for many years. They had many common interests. They shared a love of guns and the out of doors....
Toni had been a freelance photographer for nearly three years, ever since walking out on her job as a photo journalist for a national newspaper because of some over-intrusive pictures she was asked to take. There were some aspects of a person's life that she considered should remain private, and so she began working for herself. Now, at the age of twenty-eig...
A princess housewife finds it useful in many ways to have a sissy house boy in her home. But the husband insists on a precautionary measure. Before Maria came into my life, I was just drifting. I was a West Texas slut boy, whose sole purpose in life was to find the next cock to suck. I'd seen her around the apartment complex, but had no interaction till tha...
I take him into the massage room. It is very warm and softly lit, with a couch draped in towels in the centre of the room, an old comfortable armchair, and a dressing table with little bottles of essential oils, brushes, towels, wooden massagers and candles. "Just make yourself comfortable. I'm going to slip out and get a drink. Do you want anything?" "No...
What does it mean to forsake all others? Is there something, somewhere that qualifies that promise in the wedding vows? I didn't think so, but others apparently think differently. I was at work that day when Charley Hughes came back to work. He'd been out sick with the flu for a couple of days and I guess he found out it can get pretty boring sitting aroun...
This is another prequel story from T n A College days in the 70s. Teller And Anderson College had started a tradition of having an annual costume contest every March to celebrate International women's day. The students in the feminists studies classes would be assigned an important female historical figure and be expected to give a short presentation in cos...
I'd been floating in a heightened state of relaxation and awareness since my Training Night with Lan. Everything was the same: I cooked, I worked, I worked out, I read, I jogged with a friend. Everything was different: I cooked the food that was perfect for the body that Lan had put into my head. I worked out to get the shape and the bulk and the definitio...
Hi My name is James. I was in the army and after my unit got shut down, I had been trying to earn my bread through a small business of pipe cleaners. It was a complete role reversal for me from being an ex-military assassin to a business man. After the closure of my unit I was in complete depression. I had seen lot of blood my whole life but it all changed...
Hi again. So I'm writing on this male-male gay romance for the Ice Era Chronicles and that's been so much fun, but I keep coming back to this. I have considered that there might be something wrong with me, but oh well. You know what they say... if you're bored, you're boring. And I am never bored! Cheers! ~M~ from C.M. Moore *Chapter 5* My only friend...
She was clearly supercharged, because the second we stepped through the front door to my apartment, my hot Asian wildcat was buck ass naked and ready to fuck. She'd ripped the leopard cloth and metal hand cuffs out of their plastic container and had pushed me onto the couch and cuffed me to the side table. She ran to the bedroom to get her laptop. Walking it...