Eric and I sat naked on the bleachers at the YMCA pool, St Paul. It was nine on a Monday night, the facilities near deserted. My weights room buddy had kept me back later than usual, after our swim and workout, with his ceaseless talk of body building, body builders, new routines, favorite muscle groups. After two hours of exercise I was happy to linger in h...
Ch. 5 Saints and Sinners The enemy's movements towards the border brought about another mission for Clay and the Sky Soldiers of Tropic Lightning. The C-130 dropped open the back deck to empty blackness, not a light below to know what was there. Eyes were peeled on the red light, waiting for it to change to the green one and the smell of fear was strong in...
**This is a direct continuation of Chapter 1, please read it first so you have some idea of what's going on. Thanks for reading and don't forget to vote!** Max came back to reality, but he fought it the entire way. He was at home on Io and everything was neat and perfect. He had never joined the military, but instead chose to stay on Io and go to school f...
Summertime was always my favorite time of year; warm days of bright sunlight seemingly dragging on and on until evening settled its cloak of purple and golden shadow upon the land as if to smother the heat of the day in its balmy folds. Today, however, I hardly notice the sharp smell of eucalyptus and the mustiness of hot dust in the air. I shield my eyes wi...
It appeared as if Gloria was going to stay the night with Steve and Angel. Having two extremely sexy women wanting you; should have been every red-blooded man's dream. However Gloria was the 26th Century's Queen of Sex, and she had almost killed him the last time they had made love. Which had only been a few hours ago, there was no way Steve wanted to be the...
Season 3 Ch. 2 Et Vobis, Fratres, ópere et omissióne, orare pro me The sheets of folded paper and ink, were the only things that kept Clay in touch with home. The words written on them, letting him know he was still who he was before all this, that there was something to return to. Clay folded the pages and slipped the picture of JT's old bike back into t...
John lay on the bed deep in thought, he'd just made Jane and then Diana cum all over his balls, why wasn't he fucking happy? He felt since he had come to Alison's Mansion, that he had been drowning in cunt. Everywhere he turned there was cunt, Jane's cunt, Diana's cunt. Mabel's cunt; and even Lady fucking Alison's cunt. These last two fucks he hadn't dare...
VII – No Way Out Present Day Up in the cold mountains, Lieutenant Clint Wayne and Airman Luke Patton kept their guard with each step, walking up against the rock formation, staring down the sight of their rifles. It was still night. Each deliberate footfall was made patiently and as silently as possible, trying to avoid the few thin patches of crunchy snow...
***** We continue with D'Jymm's story. He's down for repairs, hidden in a bit of rain-forest, and given that there is an active hurricane in the region, we're talking serious and pretty much continual rain, high winds and where he's parked, the mounting threat of a mudslide that he's in the path of. He knows that he's only going to have so much time. Bu...
"Faraday him." Thale's eyes snapped open moments before the cage came down. Three dark figures around the bed were crouched low and held subtech weapons – knives, clubs, snub nosed stubguns, their boots. The one holding the cage slammed it down, the fibermesh mask snapping tight around his nose, his ears, his mouth. Thale felt the pressure of it against hi...