Sam had lived in Northern New York State his whole life. Right on the Canadian border. It was a forty- minute drive to Montreal from his front door. He had the best of both worlds he lived in a quiet rural farming community, but the big city was only minutes away. Sam had met his friend Dan while in college. They had been roommates for four years, and got t...
This is a Weis Kreuz fanfiction. It contains male on male sex and BDSM/Fetish. If you do not enjoy this sort of thing and continue reading it anyway, you can't say you weren't told. I value comments, so if you can leave a review it is much appreciated. This fic is post season 1 – and leads into Gluhen. ~~ @ ~~ ~~ @ ~~ ~~ @ ~~ Ken really hated his life so...
It was a long flight from Minsk, and Adam couldn't tell if the private jet was flying East or West. He was the only passenger on board, a luxury he was sure he would never be able to afford in his lifetime, so he lay back in his leather seat and drank his cold champagne. He reflected on meeting Gerig two weeks ago at a bar in Vegas. Gerig had been boasting a...
Please give me the support of your vote. * Tiffany takes Walter to a very exclusively private, secret celebrity, swinging hideout where only the rich and famous play all night and have sex with other celebrities. Saturday night and with Bill, Tiffany's husband, getting to know Linda, Walter's wife much better sexually, Walter and Tiffany were out for an...
FREE MEMBERSHIP Once upon a time, in a suburb far, far away.... Dave couldn’t believe he was doing this. Would this work? Would they laugh at him? Or worse would he get arrested? Could you arrest someone for a proposition? With his stomach in knots he walked into the health club. This was not just a health club. It was a nudists club, health club; swimmin...
Flames was a strip club on the east side of the Baltimore. It wasn't one of those fancy clubs you'll see in Miami or Atlanta but it was good for what it was. I've been there a few times in recent months and always had a good time drinking and tipping the ladies. I put three dollars in quarters in the parking meter and walked a half a block towards Flames....
If you've been to a strip club-- oh, pardon me, Gentleman's Club-- in the last decade or two, you know what the girls look like these days. Long and lean, muscular and aerobicized. The day of the buxom burlesque queen, or even the natural-breasted cornfed honeys of the 1970s, is long past. If you like back, at best you might get the occasional black dancer w...
Darin arrived at the club forty-five minutes before it opened on Thanksgiving, finding Sammy prepping the bar. "Hey," he said, "you're a manager today, not a bartender. Make Dave do that. Did everything get going on time?" "Yeah," Sammy said. "I made it here at seven and let the caterers in so they could get started. Did you know Emma's with them?" "Yes,...
"Want to make a more, uh, interesting bet?" I stared across the table into the steel gray eyes. They blazed with the fire of competition that characterized our relationship over the years. I too felt combative juices rising. Nothing short of an unequivocal answer would do. "Yes." "Since we started our business fifteen years ago, we've met the third Thur...
Mary had been working very hard since her last trip to Europe. She had enjoyed being away for two weeks, especially the few days she had spent with her lover, Richard! Now she was back home and trying to catch up with the backlog of work that had accumulated during her absence. The other reason for her working very hard was to try and take her thoughts awa...