Since I was a young boy I have always been extremely intelligent. In school I was labeled as mentally gifted. There wasn't a subject that, if interested, I couldn't master. This came at the expense of a social life though. While other children played outside, I hit the books and the Internet. Whatever piqued my interest, I would totally engross myself in. I...
My studio is in the north end of my loft where there's lots of daylight and plenty of space for a large computer set-up, 3-d printer, flat files and so on. I'm a partner in an architectural firm, but can usually work from home. The past few years in my loft have been blissfully quiet since both the apartments upstairs and downstairs have been seldom used pie...
Oh you stupid little faggot! You just had to go and get married to a woman! Why?? Why fuck up some poor girl's life like that? Was it because you crave humiliation, and subconsciously you knew it would be just a matter of time before you got caught - and you would be outed publicly? Outed as a pole smoking homosexual who was more at home in frilly skirts and...
1. A successful journalist is sitting inside his room, staring at a fireplace. A cacophony of sounds keeps reminding him of the storm outside. "Soothing," the man mutters to himself while stretching his arms. "I really hope this rain is going to provide me with a stream of creative ideas." "You'll have more than you bargained for," a voice can be heard....
This is a work of pure fiction. Any similarities between persons living or dead is purely coincidental. All people are over 18. This story contains quite a few sex scenes, if this in not what like to read, consider this your fair warning. Do not reproduce this work without permission. As this is my first ever story, please expect spelling and grammatical er...
I was very nervous as the big day got closer and closer, every message caused my pulse to increase a little and quickened my breathing. I was waiting for the message that gave the final details and instructions about what I was supposed to do. This was the latest step in my submission to Goddess Kirsty. I had stumbled across her profile a couple of years pr...
Part One -- The Woman In The Mirror Dark; then light; my eyelids flutter. "Can he hear us?" a woman's voice. Dark; then light. "He's still comatose; but he's improving," an authoritative male voice. Light; now dark, the dream returns. I'm inside the mirror but I can't be seen. I try to reach through the glass but I can't. I try to speak but I am mute....
Joining Alice's mom, Kathleen, in the cottage living room we discovered the table ready with the pizza and a salad all set. She'd even refreshed our lemonades. Kathleen was giggling, as we sat down (me rather gingerly as the butt plug Alice had inserted in me was still in place) she wanted all the details about my first gay experience and giving someone a b...
I arrived early for my first day in The Fetish Shoe Shop. I was slightly nervous but also excited. Mrs. Wyles was already there sitting at her desk doing some paperwork. She looked very attractive with her hair freshly done and her face very well made up. She got up to greet me and I saw she had the red sandals on that I showed her yesterday in my mock inter...
Sure enough, the next morning Carol says, "Well Harry, today's the day I help you cum my mom's heels, her nice patent black heels, we are going to cover the bow and mess the insides up for her, what do you say?" "What do I say? It's a great plan, but you have to really get me turned on first, are the heels here or do you have to get them?" "Right here, Har...