It was cold as I walked through the dark alley, my tattered and torn clothing blowing in the wind and my young body shivering. Fall was here, and soon winter would come. What was I going to do? I looked up at the moon hopefully. Maybe I could find a shelter somewhere to sleep the night. I'd have to find some warmer clothes within the next few days or I might freeze. Would that really be...
It was cold as I walked through the dark alley, my tattered and torn clothing blowing in the wind and my young body shivering. Fall was here, and soon winter would come. What was I going to do? I looked up at the moon hopefully. Maybe I could find a shelter somewhere to sleep the night. I'd have to find some warmer clothes within the next few days or I might freeze. Would that really be...
Ely slid his body off Greg and lay beside him. Greg felt like a massive boulder had just lifted off him but still he couldn't move. He could only follow Ely with his eyes and Ely's eyes stayed connected to Greg's. Greg had never felt so weak. He knew he couldn't move a muscle no matter how much he wanted to. All he could do was look into those damn eyes! "None of what you read or heard about...
Greg felt like skipping down the street but of course he didn't. An 18 year old skipping would be crazy, but that's how good he felt. Not only did he just get his butt fucked (some guy who came in for an oil change - Greg didn't even ask his name), but also he'd just made a big decision. He was going to run away from home. He didn't have an actual day picked out yet, and he didn't know exactly...
The high afternoon sun was shattered by the myriad of tangled and gnarled branches overhead. It might have been bearable had there been leaves on those branches, but this part of the forest was dead and gray. The stench of rot hung on the air, a sure sign of the evil I had been hired to hunt. I clutched the sword at my side restlessly, my crystal blue eyes darting every direction at once as my...
RAVENSWOOD Two "Have I been a naughty boy, officer?" From beneath the bright glare of the light in the interrogation room, the humpy blonde in the dark suit and an open-at-the-collar clean, white shirt gave him the full benefit of a smirk both playful and openly challenging. "Is that why I'm here?" He was the one who had this guy brought in for questioning. He was the one in charge. He was...
By Mathias/gothamciti@hotmail.com 1.GOING People came here to disappear. Or so it's been said. Marc walked into the encroaching shadows, beyond the unlit fireplace with the marble mantel, past two chairs of polished black walnut facing each other like damask upholstered sentries before the French doors that opened out to the vast inner courtyard - the heart of this old house--rr rather,...
This story is the property of the author. All copyrights belong to the author. If you have the chance, please check out my other stories under titles beginning with "redneck," Toby Keith, etc. This story was a new venue for me. Please let me know what you think about any of my writings. E-mail is kpg111061@aol.com, Kenneth I See You… I see you, watching you, knowing you. You are...
By MGW I spend the intervening months fucking everything in pants, making a small fortune in the process. The time drags. I stand by the window at night and look out. Sometimes I see a figure in a white shirt at the edge of the property, but it never approaches. I eat red meat and I exercise daily. I lift, I run. I fill out. I want the best body possible when we finally do it. Then,...
By MGW I wait anxiously for him to come tonight. It has been a week since I last saw him. He told me then that I needed more time to recover. I complained, but it did little good. I have been waiting for the last three nights to no avail. Tonight, though, I am sure. After so many nights of disappointment, I cannot say why I am convinced, but I am. The bedroom window is open. The...
Since I had already loosened Jase up, I slowly push my head in, and then rammed the rest of me up in. “Oh, fuck!” he moaned as our bodies both quivered in ecstasy. Jase’s unskilled hole was nice and tight, and wonderfully hot. He was still on his back because I didn’t want to miss a thing. His eyes were glazed over with pleasure as my cock was slowly and continuously rubbing...
Down, Boy! By noon the day was intensely hot, and so was I. I knew I needed some action, and soon. Donning my faded jeans (no pants, naturally), plaid shirt with three buttons undone, sleeves rolled up tight round my biceps, my favourite pair of beat up sneakers, I headed off to the local cottage, which seemed like a good place to start. I like the cool air from the tiled walls of the...
UPPER CHAPEL by Sebastian Wallace Sebastian Wallace, 2003. All rights reserved. In the warmth of Kaz’s parents’ living room it had seemed like it might be a good idea. A pretty cool thing to do before heading back to Southampton. We’d grown irritable being around the same people for so long. Christmas had started out being fun but by New Year the small house we were all caged up in...
I stood at the side of the grave, watching the casket lower into the ground. I don’t know what made me sadder, the fact that I was burying my father, or that I was the only one there. When the casket had finished lowering, I walked to the other side and placed a flower on my mother’s headstone, noticing that the grass seams were just starting to mend. It had only been six weeks since I stood...
Chris shivered slightly from the sudden cold as a freezing April wind blew across the river. Shrugging his shoulders deeper into the confines of his wool coat he cast his gaze up at the Full Moon. Everything was bathed in a perfect white light. Above in the cloudless sky he could make out the constellation of Orion – the Hunter, a perfect night for the Sabbat, if only it wasn’t so damned cold! ...
Do you believe in ghosts? Me neither. At least I didn’t until a month or so ago. Maybe I should start at the beginning. My name is Joshua. I’m 39 years old, married and the father of 2 children. For the past year my wife and I have been renovating a small vacation home on the coast of Maine. We got it dirt-cheap because it had been empty for years and really needed a lot of work....
Steve woke slowly into a dreamy state of semi-awareness. He was lying in his own bed. Alone. It was not the usual circumstance that he woke alone, but when it did happen, his unmet need for satisfaction only increased his pleasure when release finally happened. He felt the cool smoothness of the black, satin sheets on his legs and torso as he shifted position. As usual, he had a...
I've gotten out of the business of demon summoning, and I'll tell you why: they come. It's as simple as that... Before moving into the Christian-owned "Transition House" for males in recovery from drugs or alcohol or whatever demons torment them, when I had nearly a year clean, I stood on the balcony of a self-proclaimed witch named Cindy and said aloud, into the cosmos, "I could...
The sky was cast over with a darkness that stretched on for miles. The rumbling in the skies forewarned of the storm to come. A steady wind had picked up in intensity and swept through the branches of the trees. The darkness was occasionally broken by a flash of lightning, as the rain finally began to fall. The lone knight rode his horse onward, fighting against nature to make his ...
Passions of the Dark Part 2 Tim drew back in horror, not knowing what to think. The face of the angel had been transformed to the face of a devil. No longer was there the handsome face that had attracted him before. Now all he saw was a hideous monster, a monster with terrible fangs that were about to tear at his throat. The only thing that had remained the same were those eyes,...
Passions of the Dark Part 3 The room fell silent as Christian ended his tale of how he became the creature that he was. Tim sat there, not daring to move. Christian turned to him, looking for some sign of understanding in his face. Tim just stared at the fire, the light dancing in his eyes. "Please say something", Christian pleaded. "Anything!" "I'm not sure what to say", Tim...
Passions of the Dark Part 4 Tim was in the woods again. The scene played out pretty much the same as before. He ran for his life, trying desperately to find a place to hide. He knew that if he stopped, he would die. He ran through the underbrush as the wind whipped around him. A fog covered the ground and he had a hard time seeing the path in front of him. Again he heard the...
Passions of the Dark Part 5 Tim awoke from his sleep. He hadn't slept that soundly in a long time. His slumber was no longer plagued by the horrible visions that had been haunting him of late. He took that as a good sign and hoped that it would last. He looked around the room but there was no sign of Christian. Wrapping the makeshift blanket around his waist, he went to find...
Passions of the Dark Part 6 Christian couldn't believe his eyes. He knew that it was Roberto but the man standing before him was a twisted version of the boy that Christian remembered. There was no longer any innocence in him, only cruelty and hatred. His soul was tainted by the darkness and had been lost in the abyss. He looked over to Tim and saw that he was out cold, having...
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