I'm posting this story under the "Gay" heading because this story features man-on-man action, but it's done with Troy's girlfriend watching and participating. If having a woman being part of things isn't for you, consider this fair warning. * Molly and Troy had dated long enough for Molly to complain about the decor of his apartment and long enough for her...
Marcus Hennley watched as the city of Boston passed him by outside the window of the yellow cab he was presently sitting in. He had never been to this part of the United States and was interested in exploring the city. But, first he had attended ten band auditions. It wasn't until the last band he had met with that he found a new band home. The group ReAmpe...
I walked slowly up 42nd street toward Time Square. My eyes scanned the crowd, always alert, looking for the muggers and pick pockets that had become common place since the late sixties. The sound of a Marathon Checker Cab was followed by the familiar holler of the cabbie yelling at a drunk pedestrian as he stumbled off the curb and into the slow moving traff...
*Thanks to the advice of all, I am going to try and make this chapter easier to read than the last, so I am changing to first person while designating at the beginning of a section who the first person is for. I don't want it to be difficult for you to read, plus I wanted to make sure people won't get confused during the dream sequence to come* Patrick I c...
"Have you reached a verdict?" asked the judge. "We have, your honor," said the foreman of the jury. "Proceed," said the judge. "We, the jury, find the defendant, Harvey Gilfedder, guilty on all counts. Oh, God! No! Guilty! No! I had spent a fortune to hire the best attorneys and this was the best they could do? Oh, God! No! "Have you anything to say bef...
Author's Note: This story is for the Earth Day Story Contest 2012 so please, please, please don't be hesitant with your votes. Or your criticism. Either one works for me. Thank you so much!! I hope you enjoy! Hugs and Kisses! VampGirl. ****** ~*~Day One~*~ I slapped a mosquito getting ready to greedily begin draining my precious blood supply. Were the...
The apartment building door slammed shut behind him as he stood for a moment on the small cement porch of the building. The sun, held in the clear blue morning sky, shown on his face while a soft breeze rustled some of the trash that spilt out of the tipped over trash can. A small short haired dog dug for scraps of food buried deeper inside the can. Justin s...
(Conclusion) by K. Nitsua. Revised version copyright 2006 by the author. I can't postpone getting up any longer. I haul my body out of bed--for a guy in his mid-forties I'm holding up okay--and get ready for the first class day. It's business as usual this year--three master classes, each with four children and their parents, and two larger groups. No teach...
A week later school was out for the summer which gave me and Karen a lot more playtime, playtime that ever so often also included Molly and with Molly came her strap on. Karen totally adored that strap on and I have to admit I was quite fond of it myself. In fact ... I was so fond of it that it wasn't long before I asked Molly to lube it up and fuck me wit...
Chapter V. Back at School This work is fiction. The characters are fictional and are not based on real people. They are, however, over the age of 18. I lay in my bed back in the dormitory at St Chester. The four days at San Luis Reservoir seemed like a dream. I wouldn't have been able to look back on them as if it hadn't been for the pictures. That digital...