The blue haired young man was standing in the darkness in the middle of a cemetery. He had no idea how he got there or why he was there, but he knew it was an old cemetery. He knew it was old not by just the headstones on the graves but he could sense it; smell it; even taste it. The young man could feel the evil of the place; he could feel it in his bones a...
Techno Vibes Thermo Copier X-Ray Cam Chapter One Davy had his eye on June, a really pretty young lady who wore skirts and dresses just conservative enough to be office attire, but short enough with style to get the interest of any man. Davy was the technician who made regular rounds to offices to maintain copy machines and other equipment. He was smart...
Note -- this follows immediately after the end of chapter three, The Blackmailers Fall. I was just going to let the story end there -- but then I realized that this story could end in a variety of ways after chapter three. The previous chapters were other alternate endings -- this is what I like to think of as the likely ending. * Donna seeks out Robert a...
"Alpine Fudge Crisp" Billy's eyes were foggy when ten struck. He stayed up all night watching gay porn in his bulky laptop. He gave a heavy sigh thinking about those naked boys in the tube. He looked down to see his body covered in glitter. Don't ask me why he's into that. Suddenly, his line phone rang. His cute fluffy blonde hair popped and rushed to the...
This is a work of fiction loosely based on losing my virginity to a drag queen when I was at university. This is my first ever piece of erotica so constructive criticism is welcome! Just a disclaimer for US readers - here in the UK the drinking age is 18. *** I was in love with Lucy from the first day we arrived at university. She was everything I wasn't...
Hello. I had done just about everything there was to do mature, lesbians, trannies. And several times each variety. So I thought it was time for a twink. As with my previous adventures Hong Kong was my hunting ground. Two, week long trips a year made it easy for me to indulge me desires. I guess I am pan sexual...whatever that means. I'm open to lots of...
The Orange (A Fetish Fable) Introduction: When the idea for "The Orange" came to me, I had a couple of specific goals in mind. The biggest goal was to get readers, curious about fetishes, to have a window into the world of not just fetishes, but one of the rarer ones. There are plenty of articles about foot fetishes, bondage kink, piercings, spanking, and...
"Sooooo, I think I might be bi," I said blatantly to my long time friend Katie. She was almost a year older than me, but because of when our birthdays fell, we were in the same grade in high school. We were both dating someone then, and while we both thought the other one was sexy and attractive, we unfortunately ended up buying a house in Friend-Ville. That...
I lay still, I stayed at the Messer House on the nursery grounds. It was built in 1952 by Frank's grandmother. A powerful woman. This house a monument to what she accomplished. A war widow with seven children she turned the full section wheat farm into a thriving nursery. She sold starter shrubs to the contractors and bedding plants to the new suburbanites....
It was just a regular New Year's Eve Party that night, or so I had believed. Kara, my wife of just three months, was more than a little drunk that night, and a large part of me wondered if either of us would be sober enough to drive. As it was, I began cutting back to make sure that someone could at least call the cab. From the looks of it, it would have to...