A few classes had passed since the class on the human anatomy. The next few topics were less interesting, but still very informative. First, we paired up in the same groups as before, and studied each other's bodies closely, one on one. While interesting, if I wrote about that, it would be somewhat repetitive, so I'll skip it. After that, we covered vario...
The Christmas holidays have arrived in Pismo Beach, California. The town is turning into a festival of lights and music. Being retired I have the luxury of putting up my own Christmas decorations on my own time and at my own pace. I'm a traditionalist, so I've spent the past several days stringing multi-colored lights around the eves of my house, on the fron...
Well, this is it. The last chapter of Lost Girl. I would like to thank everyone for their interest and in case you're wondering, there will be a sequel to come in the near future, which will focus on their college years. I hope you've enjoyed the story, and thanks for supporting Lost Girl! ***** The night had grown late, and along with it was a drowsiness...
On a dark moonless night, a sinister-looking dark purple car pulls up beside an abandoned shop. The car door opens, and a middle-age woman with pitch black hair gets out. She looks around with a grin on her face before heading into the empty building. A strange light shines from withing the building, A sign forms from the stone of the building, reading "...
Hello all you lovers and haters out there. I think I need to amend my usual tag line, "Frank feedback" to constructive feedback. I am attempting to provide you and me with a good time, so let me know what you think, just don't be a hater... present your suggestions in concrete changes that I can actually make. Also, I am currently on the market for some new...
Tommy Lawrie leaned back against the tree and took a long drag on his cigarette. The ember glowed brightly in the darkness, illuminating his jowled face and lopsided spectacles. She's late getting home tonight, he thought. He'd gotten used to her normal hours. Usually he could predict her movements pretty well. Where would she have gone tonight? he wonder...
ΑΖΣ 01: Sharing a Space There it was again. That deep, incessant buzzing that always seemed to visit their room in the middle of the night. Not that it was ever quiet. Their radiator droned twenty-four-seven as it labored to heat the cold room. This was different. The deep-centered humming only arose in the middle of the night, making it even more difficult...
One Night The ceiling fan is on. "It's hot in here," says JP. He's lying on his midnight blue satin sheets fondling his penis through the hole in his boxers. He sighs, gets up, and sits on the edge of the bed. Thinking aloud, "What am I doing in my room on a Friday night? It's only nine o' clock! I need to do something. Go somewhere. Meet some people....
Today's the day things are finally going to change. No more feeling undesirable. No more "not now, honey, I have a headache." No more sad handjobs. No more flipping through Netflix with a half-chub, no more Fleshlight window shopping, no more running out of tissues and lotion, and DEFINITELY no more porn sites on the credit card. There's a miracle...
In this story people become any person's jerk-off fantasy. Figuratively or literally. Fantasy or reality. Willingly or not. Let the cum games begin!What's next? [Reserved] Matthew's father becomes a masturbation fantasy! Help, I'm jerk-off material! Mike, malfunctioning transformation app. What's next? [Reserved] Matthew's father becomes a...