Do you become a wimp of a cuckold or do you fight for your relationship? Is there a third option? Based partly on a true event and on a story told to me by an inmate when I worked in law enforcement. Read end of story for details.
Duke Gerhardt had a problem - or, rather, the country he ruled had a problem - his solution was not politically correct, and shocked his advisers. If you're used to my writing, this one may shock you, too, so check the codes carefully. Some relate to later chapters. This is not romantic, though there is a little romance here or there.
Delectable young gymnast Nikki is enslaved by two pervert teachers. They explain it's quite natural - in the school they're the dogs' bollocks, with the Head being a bit of a wimp, so they're simply the top dogs, choosing a female to mate with!
I was listening to the radio and heard that song from the Beach Boys. Somehow, I don't think my take is quite their take. The title says it. I thought I would give my rather perverted twist to this somewhat overdone genre.
A story about a search, forgiveness and justice, and how ideas and priorities change with the passage of time and events. Sometimes, after you've found a loved one you had lost, you need to find them afresh. Thirteen chapters, all finished and to be submitted every other day or so. Though told in the first person, it is completely fiction.
CAUTION: Chapters 4 & 5 have a portion that embraces SCAT. If this isn't for you please skip this submission!
His little sister Reva is getting out of control! Plus she can't seem to keep her mouth shut about their family incest. Does she finally have sex with her brother too... what about her father?
Ed is a gay, neat-freak, geek with a secret history of submission. Corey is a straight, easy-going slob who just wants to survive freshman year. They were randomly paired by a computer and clearly a roommate disaster. However, an unlikely friendship grows when Ed's need to serve meets Corey’s endless teenage lust. They strike a deal: Ed gets to serve, and Corey gets a no-strings outlet. In their messy dorm, orientation matters less than the arrangement. It’s time to Live and let serve!