I woke, or to be more accurate, I was awoken, on the morning of my actual birthday by the sound of the chain-tracked hotel curtains being yanked apart. The room lightened to a misty grey, the setting moon bouncing silvery-white light off the snow from the previous evening's blizzard and mixing with the faded yellow street lamps from the street below, still blazing in the pre-dawn. I must have been in a deeply satisfying sleep, despite the communal matt
I hope this chapter will ease some fears and tie up some burning questions.
This chapter is a doozy! There's a lot of ground to cover so it's an extra-long addition this time. Longest one yet, by far. I hope you enjoy it!
There are still more chapters on the way...and a possibility of a side line extension once this main series comes to a close. Fingers crossed!
Thus, the Serpent was Driven from the Garden
Hey! Long time, I know! I apologize. I was promoted at work and went from 15 hour weeks to 60 hour weeks. Just like that, my writing time vanished. But I'm adjusted now and able to write more regularly.
However, instead of the longer 15-20K chapters, I am going to be posting shorter chapters (this is 14A for example) that I would have normally worked into a longer piece. They will be about 5-10K instead. That way I can get you something new more regularly.
Despite the fact that my brain had had little time to float back down to the real world from the craziness of the past 14 hours with Daniel, the debilitating cold of Boston had an instant and sobering effect on me. In the South, the entire city shuts down when there is a projected 1/2 inch of snow in the forecast. The schools close and everyone makes a mad dash to the grocery stores for bread and milk, apparently conned into thinking that the apocalypse has arrived and carbohydrates and calcium
I'm not sure if straight people could ever truly understand how it feels to wake up next to a warm manly body as a gay guy raised in the often times sexually repressive South. It comes with a nearly debilitating mixture of contradictions in the extreme: joy, lust, thankfulness, and peace wrestling with abject terror and the desire to run before things turn ugly, as we are nearly conditioned to expect that they will. It was a sad state of affairs that I felt these things as the morning dawned on
This is my first foray into shorter length erotica.
What you are about to read is series of short stories, each of them meant to be separate in their own right, but still chronological and involving the same 2-5 characters.
Part 1: The Price and General Juiciness of Georgia Peaches.
My 18th birthday was off to a rousing start. Who doesn't want to spend the evening of a momentous day trapped inside an international airpot
Apologies that this chapter took a little longer than expected. As you can see, the chapters are actually getting longer and longer each time. There are still more chapters on the way...and a possibility of a side line extension once this main series comes to a close. Fingers crossed!
DISCLAIMER: The following fictional story deals with sex among males. If you are offended by such material, are too young, or reside in an area where it is not allowed, depart. Though not observed
When my eyes opened on the morning after my first workout session with Daniel, I wondered if I had been transported to some kind of medieval torture chamber while I slumbered. Or if the Black Death had made a sudden come back and ravaged my body overnight. Maybe small pox? Or Polio?
I was engrossed in a pain the likes of which I had never experienced, never even thought possible. Each of my limbs felt carved of wood, every joint stiff and unbending. Even my skin seemed to hurt. I
I hope you enjoy this chapter. Sorry it took me longer than usual to post this chapter. I had originally planned this to be ONE long chapter, but it proved too bulky. So now you get TWO chapters at once! Hope you enjoy it. This also means that now there will be a total of at least 14 chapters when the series is completed. Maybe more!.
DISCLAIMER: The following fictional story deals with sex among males. If you are offended by such material, are too young, or reside in an area
The Shattered Expectations of New Locations
Sometimes, living inside your mind can be far preferable to reality. For most people, that's one of the main purposes of dreams: to live out the things we would never do, or say, or feel, when forced into the real world. We can be anything we want to be, change the parts of ourselves we wish were different, and explore our deepest desires, all in the comfort of our imaginations. No consequences. I lived in that dr
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