I want to thank everyone for their support and encouragement. It is appreciated and invaluable And once again, I have to give credit for the title and teasers to the great song by X -- Thank you -- W ************************** "So what do you intend to do now?" Darian asked his brother. "I don't know." Damien was in his aunt's kitchen, leaning against...
I was 15 when my father caught me early one evening smoking a cigarette out behind our barn. For a long second, he just stared at me with those steel-blue eyes of his. "Smoking, huh?" he spat finally. "Come with me, boy." I knew I was in for it, because the only time he'd ever addressed me as "boy" was right before I got a whipping, which hadn't happen...
*** -- CHAPTER 12: Leave the Moment -- *** KAUAI (May 2005) Love. New love. Deliriously happy, I-could-fly-to-the-moon love. I'd forgotten what it could feel like. Neither of us said anything funny. And yet, every time I looked over at Claudine, my heart burst and I started laughing like an idiot. There was simply no way you could take the smile off my...
As I looked down at my best friend, big Bob, it was hard to believe the condition he was in. Just three days prior, this huge man was tossing logging chains around as though they were toys. A truck driver by trade, Bob was only thirty-five and could out work, out drink, and out fight men fifteen years younger than him. Just three days and now he is lying her...
CHAPTER TWO Come as you are, as you wereAs I want you to beAs a friend, as a friendAs an old enemy -- Nirvana, Come As You Are October 20, 2001 Sunrise hit my bedroom window, scattering light into every dark corner of the room, symbolizing rebirth and the hope of a new day. I flipped the blinds. Rebirth and hope could go fuck themselves. I lay on my ba...
This is the story of how, as a man of 63, desperate and bereft after my wife died, I was eventually was solicited by and paid our 22-year old neighbor for sex. It's a story that in some ways is pathetic, but to me it's also erotic. I'll tell you right now that I came to love her, even though I don't think she ever loved me. She had affection for me, and I th...
Author's Note: This is the third story in a series about step-mothers. I have received a couple of requests from readers asking that I write about step-mothers. Each story will be about a different step-mother and her sexual escapades. The first story was about a step-mother who hooked up with her step-son stationed in Italy. The second story is fictional bu...
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...
Chapter Thirteen – Sandro. Did she remember? Did she remember what remembering was? Time was irrelevant; there was no past, no future. Just this one moment – stretching tighter, winding up to a point of breaking, but never breaking. Her skin rippled as her spine arched. Hunger consumed her, but it wasn't for food. The gasping throats of her flesh needed...
Author's notes: This was edited by a professional awhile ago. It is in the same continuity as my other story arc "Demon's Punish." In fact, both stories converge after awhile. All sex is between two consenting and willing adults over 18 years of age. The story is written in third-person past-tense with limited perspective switching perspectives. This s...