I could hear my heartbeat throbbing inside my chest; My eyes were glued together by the crust of a deep sleep. I peeled them apart and stared out into the darkness. The dripping of a nearby faucet trickled into my head and I knew it would drive me insane after a short while. I screamed, my voice hoarse from the unexpected nap and dampness in the air. "What...
This is part of a series. Read the first parts first. This final night, by agreement, I returned to Pramod's bed. I enjoyed all the guys, they made me laugh and cum, and feel beautiful. But Pramod also had a special touch, he made me feel like a professor and a trusted friend. So I smiled inside over another night with him. "What specialty do you practice,...
Butt fucking gets old after awhile. The only reason a guy really wants it is because he's usually told no, then it becomes a challenge to be met. If he's lucky he gets his way and soon realizes it isn't everything it was cracked up to be. (Pun intended) These were my thoughts as I dried off from my second shower of the day and headed back to bed. My lovely...
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....
It's Friday night and I get ready to go out. The night is young and the streets are mine. I'm ready to out on the warpath and make someone pay for a certain injustice that was done to a friend of mine. I'm gonna do something that's very illegal and might cost me my life. It doesn't matter what happens. It needs to be done in the name of justice and revenge....
Chapter One - An Idea Proposed Sitting on the grass slope beside the library Sabbina gazes lazily across the lake. It's time to be getting back to her studies. Slowly she finishes the coffee in her flask. If only it weren't so pleasant with the early summer sun warming her oval face and long, chestnut hair. She gives in to temptation and, clasping her hands...
Raion had no doubt that the day must come when Sakura left Him. Realism is a component of Japanese culture. Yes the past in an intrinsic part of the present but the future must bring change by its very chaotic nature. Sakura was but a flower in the bud, the bloom she would become would need experience in the garden of life in all its forms to be magnificent...
For all intents and purposes within this story, my name is Arnold Pierrot. In the eyes of the world, I'm a six-foot-four, broad-shouldered and muscular Black man in his mid-twenties. I'm a Criminal Justice student at Howard University in Washington D.C. Just another guy at one of America's most prestigious institutions. And yet, I am much more than that. For...
Res Lycanthropi ("On the Matter of Weres") ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ This is background information for the 'Baxterverse,' the series of stories begun by lilgirlsix. She and I now write them together. Though I wrote this and am posting it under my own name, know that lilgirlsix has approved its content. (In our partnership, Weres fall under her jurisdiction. ^^) I...
Chapter 9 – A Legacy Katarina woke up this morning feeling conflicted, she still had two days left in the journey and she knew she would be finishing the book today. She hoped that this craziness would be explained somehow. She asked herself for the hundredth time, "Where did the book come from? Why is the story affecting me so much? Could the genie have...