Joseph Roswell was an ordinary boy. He wasn't a jock, the valedictorian, or the cool kid who had the best parties after the football game. He had wanted to be an astronaut or a millionaire or a famous singer when he was little, but he would never be those things. Life wasn't cruel to him -- just mundane. He knew he wasn't going to be able to woo and screw...
A couple of the chapters in my story "Life With My Step-Daughter" has brought me some e-mails about my experiences in male-male relationships. Most of these exchanges are from guys who say that they are straight but have been wondering what it would be like. This is a true story about a fantasy that me and my ex-wife wanted to fulfill. *********************...
This is a work of fiction. Anything relating to the real world is simply coincidence. All rights reserved. Big thanks to my editor. You've definitely helped me shape Scott in this unique world. Nights with Sable Part 2: The Deep Dwelling Reality is only perception. If ice suddenly sweats, wouldn't you think it's melting? -Probably same guy as part 1...
“The bastard! The rotten lousy bastard!” Ten years of marriage and he comes home and tells me he’s in love! Not with me, of course, but some slut in his office. Do you know, he even cried: “I’m so sorry. I didn’t want to hurt you, but this is the real thing, sob, sob. I’ve got to with her, sob, sob.” He’d been with her all right. All those “Working late at...
It was 5 A.M when the loud vibration of Nia's phone flooded her apartment. She jumped up to turn it off and rubbed her sore eyes as Lorenzo laid silently beside her. She sat there for a moment, taking in his thick eyebrows, deep olive skin and toned body as he slept, unaware of the chaos that took place last night. For a moment, she wanted to kiss him but sh...
Brief heads up before we get started: this is both a long story and a slow burn! Just want to say that upfront. What can I say? Sometimes I need gender-affirming as much as I need trans porn. Hope you enjoy! ***************** "The Penthouse? Are you sure?" Nick asked, staring up at the art deco skyscraper. He was no expert, but from the foot of its grand g...
AMY'S SAGA CHAPTER 1 I think I had always known it... Yes, I had known this incredibly powerful drive in me since as early as age four or five, but had not been able to understand its impact until way into adulthood. There are many factors, social, cultural, religious, etc., behind minimizing the importance of that drive. I had always been able to cover it...
It was one of those sweltering, summer nights that felt heavy and still but that was just fine with April. She liked it hot...in every sense of the word. Maybe it was the intoxicating scent of the humid and briny air which smothered the touristy little New England village by the sea. Maybe it was her frequent trips to the open bar. Maybe it was the lingering...
Chapter 1: Session Mistress, this is my report from the assignment you gave to me to find a "do-me sub" and attempt to turn him into a real sub. As you likely anticipated, this assignment was extremely enlightening to me and led me in directions I did not dream it could go. Since you will be posting this on your web page I will add some explanation for its...
I watched Kay as she floated past me , her wavy shoulder length hair swirling as she walked , hips swaying as she carved a path through the crowd on the lawn heading towards the makeshift bar on the terrace. The eyes of other husband's followed her catching every movement of those sexy hips, taking in her shapely calves as she strode purposefully towards her...