After school

Ok, this story takes place about six years ago, when I was thirteen. Not really, just setting the story. I lived in the burbs and I had a great life. There was a girl I[…]

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Therapy

"So tell me, Janelle," asked Dr. Scott, "in your own words, what do you think the problem is!?!" Janelle, with her head down, looked furtively over at her husband, Kurt who was sitting silently in[…]

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My sisters….

My life wasn’t ideal for any 13 year old boy hitting puberty. I grew up in a house with no father (because he kicked the bucket when I was only two years old) a mother[…]

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The milking wheel

WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to[…]

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Next chapter 2

Blood doesn’t really look red. That’s what I thought as I stared at the table at the police station, scratching absentmindedly at the surface with my thumbnail. There were two other people in the room[…]

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The artifact-part 7

My use of the artifact had become second nature by now…and I knew that I had barely scratched the surface of what lie behind those doors. I planned to create some of the more uplifting[…]

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Paradise spa 2

I stood there, drooling over this man, imagining what his cock would taste like and hoping I'd get the chance to find out when I realized he was talking to me. I smiled and asked[…]

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