Ay: Ocak 2023

This story is a follow up of two stories previously published on .com titled “Lake Encounters Ch. 01” and “Lake Encounters Ch.02.” Two years later. Carey sat in the window of the neighborhood coffee shop, Brew-Skis and sipped on an iced coffee. Fortunately, the hot August sun was beating down on the stores across the …

Back in the mid 80’s, I was employed in the hotel business on the overnight shift. While I had a wide array of responsibilities in this corporate style hotel, my primary duty was that of a front desk agent and concierge. As the busiest times for occupancy were Tuesday through Saturday, my regular off days …

So I was having a hot summer. I had been blackmailed, in a friendly way, by a neighbor to become the new plaything of his super hot, supermodel looking 18-year-old brothers. The rule was, when they messaged me and I was available, I had to go over to their house, where they were staying alone …

The cold steel around my neck which held the dangling key, the cage rustling in my pocket, the memory of his words to me; everything worked towards keeping me in an erotic stupor. I couldn’t concentrate; I couldn’t think. Work was getting ahead of me. My thoughts continually drifted and drifted to the feeling of …

Cedric hurried through the train car, head swinging back and forth in the hopes of finding an uncrowded booth. He normally loved traveling by locomotive, but for some reason the train had been overbooked with tourists, leaving little to no room for breathing space. He was starting to get fed up when he passed what …

—Hi. I haven’t posted in a long time. Not gonna explain why, but I’m back to submit this and hopefully more later on. It’s part of the Halloween contest so please vote and comment, etc. Thanks – Also, spoiler, this is about the more traditional zombie rather than the movie idea and thought it’d be …

Let me first say thanks to everyone for their patience. Day job + pandemic = a severe lack of time to shape the story. Struggled with this chapter a while because it needed to complete an arc while leading the story somewhere. I don’t claim to be Shakespeare, but I at least try to have …

Scott hems and haws outside my door. He glances furtively down at his phone, at my door, and back at the elevator. First timers tend to do that. Heck, even repeat visitors too. Standing at your torturer’s door and sending yourself in isn’t something you ever get used to. I watch from my peephole and …

This story is from the imagination of the writer. All characters are over the age of 18 and consenting adults. Read and enjoy. * On Halloween, I went to a nearby gay bar- a first for me. While their, I met a man who has become a good pal. We have not yet told each …

It was late Sunday evening. Cole was at his Mother’s, and I had the house to myself for the first time in a long time. Ever since the pandemic started, Cole and I have only had each other for company, thirteen long months. I love my son. He’s a great kid, but sometimes you just …