A.R. Knox: Stories

Campy & Playful Stories
A bored young heir returns to his Scottish estate and discovers the real danger isn’t the ledgers — it’s the staff. Gardener, butler, stablemaster: older; married; rough. They take turns filling him, claiming the line through his hole. Consensual, campy, filthy, and completely ridiculous.

Campy & Playful Stories
A quiet ecumenical synod. Five older priests arrive expecting doctrinal debate. They leave leaking. A young liaison with a clipboard turns the gathering into a week-long competition of who can: take the most; hold the longest; beg the loudest; leak the least. Blindfolds, guessing games, holy items as plugs, arses presented like competing portals. They pout, sabotage, crowning themselves “biggest slut” while the twink narrator owns them all. No redemption. No moral comfort.

No Mercy Stories
Prince Cassian’s kingdom falls. Two older men claim him. One conquers with brutal fire. One reclaims with tender hearth. One watches: bound, untouched, spilling in tears while they share the prince. Years later Cassian still cannot choose. He needs both.

No Mercy Stories
Graham was Ian’s cousin. Salt-and-pepper, charming, properly hairy. The kind of older man who should have stayed safely in family photos. Instead he ended up on his knees in the hallway, mouth open, throat working, every morning. A quiet, permanent, irreversible routine. The older man who fell under charm never got up again. He simply grew older inside the shape made for him. Family to the end.

Damien Blackwood swore he'd never become the man his father was. Then his grown son moved home — and everything Damien buried came roaring back. A slow descent into obsession, guilt, and surrender. No redemption. Just them. Forever.