Adult Writers Den

If you have read part 1 this could make just a lttle more sense.Once again let me remind anyone who is not into boy on boy stuff to find a differant story. I woke again[…]

The nightclub had lively rock music playing from the speakers scattered throughout and a thin haze of cigarette smoke lingered in the air as Matt and Jill entered. Matt scanned the bar area for a[…]

I was getting ready to quit for the day when Dan Baldwin phoned and asked me to stop by his office. Dan's the feature editors on the and writing features articles are the kind of[…]

She closed her eyes again. In her mind she pushed away the memory of the accident and concentrated on his hands. He had large soft hands. They were male hands. Gentle.. tender and hers. She[…]

I was sitting at home, alone, watching MTV like I always do. The house felt empty. No kids, no boyfriend. My only company was Max, my mix. He is pretty much a happy-go-lucky dog, the[…]

I’d always lived by the beach, the sound of the waves therapeutic after a long day at work, the sun sinking into the sea a relaxing sight when I needed to unwind. Living in a[…]

Part 22 Misha John McDale’s body was shipped back to the US, accompanied by his wife. Kat, now very pregnant, stayed at the compound. By forcing them to focus on John’s last moments of happiness,[…]

In 7 days (part 1) Day 1 I’m waiting in a rail station bar, waiting for my train home, thinking about work, as I sip my beer I start to look around the room, only[…]

January 10th, 2008 11:18pm Baby went to the womens shelter tonight. She has an Hispanic girl that wanted to come home with her tonight. Baby has been talking to her for a week or so[…]

It was the summer of ‘69. My wife had been bitten by a scorpion while working out in her garden and had been hospitalized for a week. This undoubtedly had put a halt to our[…]

~Please note, this might be rather extensive and may take a while getting into the good stuff, so please be patient and enjoy, and remember, im always open for comments and ideas for other stories![…]

The next day was Sunday and as odd a day as I have ever had. I went through the day looking at mom, she looking at me. She wore a short lose skirt, bare legs[…]

Douglas Silverton was sitting at his desk in his office of Polk and Adams when his secretary rang to tell him that a Mr. Henry Smithers was there to see him. “Show him in, Betty.”[…]

Hi everyone it's me again, Exakta66. I have another confession to make. I know you've heard this before, but this one is big. Are you ready? I am on a sex fantasy website. Oh yes,[…]

A nun was waiting at a bus stop after her doctor's appointment. The bus arrived, she got in and sat down. The bus was very empty and she went to talk to the bus driver.[…]

"Fucking hell". Famous last words. But when its last period English on a Friday and you have a fucking stuck-up teacher with a that is giving you a tonne of shit, it tends to be[…]