The disease came for Scott Pender's father quickly. Before he could return home from a tour with Sacred Sacrament, a band that needed to hire him at the last minute because their guitarist disappeared into rehab, the neighborhood friends his father accumulated took care of him. He was grateful, the time and money they put in to make sure that his father had...
Author's Note: While this story is entirely a work of fiction, some actual persons are indeed characters in the story. For their wonderful work on the life and times of Eliot Ness and Al Capone, I am indebted to the works of Max Allan Collins, Steven Nickel and Ness' own biographer, Oscar Fraley. None of their work is reproduced herein, I have only read the...
The silence of this winter evening was interrupted by the sound of gravel crunching under his boots as Markus St. Vincent, Earl of Warwick, made his way to the castle. When he entered the kitchen door, his valet knew that his master was in a foul mood. “Why Tyler is demanding my presence at this particular gathering is beyond me,” Markus exclaims. “I’ve at...
There's an old saying that loose lips sink ships. Sometimes the best way to resolve a problem or a situation is to wait it out. The problem we humans have is that we are so busy trying to push the situation to get the problem behind us that we lose sight of what's right in front of us. After three years of marriage, my loving wife had filed for a divorce wh...
When I opened my eyes, I was relieved it was Saturday and I didn't have to be at work. I could still taste the tequila in my mouth. My body felt saturated with it. I heard Bobby in the kitchen cooking something and I waited silently for him to come take my restraints off. I was thirsty. Bobby's head poked in and met my gaze, "Good morning! The whole apartme...
This is a first effort, first time trying to share a story. I am looking for polite feedback, which is one thing I love about the Literotica community, so don't be a dick and ruin it for everyone. Here goes... ***** Pump, breathe, pump, breathe, pump, breathe, pump... pushing his silver Schwinn up and over another hill in the sweltering heat of an Arizona...
In the disorientating fog of his orgasm, Peter didn't realize Asad had stood up from the sofa and walked to the edge of the bed. Trying to focus his eyes as he fought to collect his breath, Peter could see the shaft of Asad's cock jutting from the fly of his pants, along with the way Melanie's mouth looked nearly unhinged as she wrapped it around the upper t...
Matt noticed his girlfriend entering their room wearing a red bikini, after a swim in the pool with his dad. "Babe, I thought you were planning to go in your birthday suit," Matt said to tease Lauren. "Ha Ha Ha very funny," Lauren said with a mock laugh. "So how was the swim?" "Your dad really is a stud. No wonder he has two young hot girls as his girlfr...
Ch 7: The Weekend Author's notes: 1. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this series are neither condoned nor recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk. 2. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person is purely coincidental. 3. The ch...
"Fuck!" John snarled, incensed that the Brimorians were causing him even more problems. *Let me get this straight... the Maliri fleets won't make it in time, so now we're rushing to save the Kintark from an Enclave invasion?!* *That's correct,* Edraele replied mournfully. *Except we won't make it in time either,* Alyssa added, sounding heavily distracted....