This is just a harmless male fantasy. I wrote this story more or less in one go for my own amusement. Don´t expect any serious emotions, problems or realism in this one. Useful feedback with a return address is always welcome. I have replied to each one so far. I probably won´t reply much in the public comment section, although I usually read it and appreci...
What I remember: The sweet comforting aroma of pipe tobacco. The Warm glow from the sun struggling to get inside past the tightly closed heavy wool drapes. The rhythmic knocking of the wood bed against the wall. The old-fashioned featherbed atop the mattress that you just sink into like a cocoon. It was warm in the room, almost humid in the early summer. The...
Author's Note: This was originally written as a poem. It's gonna read like a poem. If you don't like poems, I'd pack it up and move on. You're doing your best one-handed handstand trying to fuck the girl with jerky breath because you're mad at me. Stressing your tense muscles all for that glorious scene of me waltzing into your room, stopping dead in my tr...
She stood there before us all, naked from head to toe. Our eyes studied every detail of her body, including her behind, since she was standing in front of a large mirror, with her right foot up on a chair and her right hand resting on her knee. With the exception of two female art students, we drawers were all young men; even our teacher, in his mid-forties...
While Connie was dallying with Bruce, Brenda was concentrating on Plan "B" on how to get rid of her virginity. It turned out that in her English class and in particular in her tutorial group examining English novels there was a nerd named (Richard) Dick Evans who seemed to be exhibiting interest in her. If you close your eyes and think what a typical nerd l...
Part of my big series, the characters will return as background ones. Nothing nasty just a couple of selfish people push out a main character. Another birthday approaches I will soon be twenty four. I live in a small flat over the shop. I work as a repair man with electronics, I fix HiFis TVs and the like. I also suffer from severe acne scarring on my b...
My name is Fred Clarke and I am manager of a luxury golf club in Orlando. I'm married but recently separated. My wife went back to live with her folks in Palm Beach. I live in this exclusive gated community in a lovely home with a pool and a golf course view. Sitting at the club bar enjoying a bit of Glenmorangie on the rocks I look out at a nearly full din...
"Did you mean that?" Frank said looking into Jen's blue eyes. He gave her a tender kiss on the lips. "All that you said?" "No," Jen said simply. "I was dicking with you." Time seemed to stop. "What?" Frank finally said, his eyes wide. "You fuck with me Frank," Jen said. "You say, 'it's okay to still be friends with Mike.' I mean, really? Well, guess what?...
Eros was the god of love. His weapon of romance: the arrow. His mother was the god renowned for her beauty, Venus. Venus held her beauty as the most precious treasure, and protected it with the ferocity of a mother bear, far more than she ever protected her child. And she would try to destroy anything that threatened her treasure, which was what prompted the...
Dear reader, just as with my other story, "The Time Spine," this story was originally released in serial form. I have decided to release it as a single volume for convenience sake. I hope you enjoy. All characters are 18 or older. ***** PART 1: Mike sighed as he shuffled through 6th period's papers. He only had a few more minutes until 7th period start...