C H A P T E R O N ET H E Q U I E TTHE QUIET snatched Andrew Dominguez from sleep. Normally he heard noises: voices from the TV, cars coming in and out of the apartment complex, the neighbors’ loud music, or Russell’s soft snoring beside him. Even in a state of deep sleep, Andrew heard things from the outside world. Now he could hear nothing at all and instinctively, he knew...
Tel’Coons Arschloch ist plötzlich leer, aber noch immer weit aufgerissen. Er spürt einen kühlen Luftzug in seinem Loch. Lamaar und Maarker hatten eben noch ihre Schwänze in Shepards Maul, doch der ist verschwunden und Ford hält nicht mehr John Steifen in den Händen…Ford und die G’Laner sehen sich erstaunt an. Shepard und Ronon sind verschwunden. Es gibt keine Spur von ihnen…Während...
If you like my story, please DO email me at hectorhimeros2010[at]gmail[dot]com SYNOPSIS:A mysterious Hispanic man, named Diego, showed up in front of Bassianus' - a Roman senator - house. Out of the blue, he claimed to know about Bassianus' plan to assassinate Emperor Constantine and offered his help. But Bassianus' centurions captured and tortured Diego, fearing that he was Constantine's...
If you like my story, please DO email me at hectorhimeros2010[at]gmail[dot]com Good response from you urges me to write more stories for you.SYNOPSIS: A mysterious Hispanic man, named Diego, showed up in front of Bassianus' - a Roman senator - house. Out of the blue, he claimed to know about Bassianus' plan to assassinate Emperor Constantine and offered his help. But Bassianus' centurions...
Major John Shepard steht auf knackige Jungs, deren festen Ärsche und große Schwänze. Seitdem er zum Stargate-Team gehört und auf Atlantis seinen Dienst tut, hat er schon so manchen Geilkerl gevögelt und sich selbst ordentlich ficken lassen, wenn er durch das Gate auf fremde Planeten gereist ist.Heute ist wieder so ein Tag. John spürt es bereits in seinem Schwanz – ein herrliches Ziehen....
Alex lay on his back, completely unconscious and unaware of his surroundings. His naked body was positioned on a dark green table with his feet apart. Touching a console, his captor observed a small electronic screen, checking readings. He was sure Alex would remain unconscious—the drugs feeding in from the table were very potent. After entering a few commands onto the screen,...
Spellbound, Part 4:“Wow.” Chris deadpanned.“You needed to know Chris, even if it freaks you out. As I said, our most binding law is to never cause harm with our magick. We have the ability to shape the world to our will Christian. And in eons past, we did. The Grand Canyon? That was one of us having a temper tantrum, so far in the past that even our records no longer hold their name....
You know a good deed just keeps propagating itself......
How a old trucker took on a new life as a were...
Story of a bear who finally decides that there are more things in life...
Spellbound, Part 2: All Steve got was that one thrust, and Chris was torn up about that for a long time after, before he burst through the door. Chris slammed his way into Niko's room, livid with rage. Rage at himself for waiting as long as he had. Rage at Steve for violating someone this way. And Chris was filled with a perverse envy that Steve had gotten to be with Niko, that Steve was...
Chris is an all amerian str8 boy. But in one night his whole world will change, forever....
Jimmy was rich but he did not have everything he wanted....
Peter was the average kid at his high school......
*From an old collection of net stories* What follows is a story about the REAL Wesley Crusher. Wesley is NOT this young, hot stud who could dominate and fuck the likes of River Phoenix or anyone else for that matter. Wesley is a dweeb who dreams of being popular at any cost and who fantasizes about getting fucked silly. For all you Trekkies, this story loosely follows the real TNG...
As they came closer, Buck saw their heads tilting and their faces moving as they were sniffing at the air between them, testing each others tantalizing odors. He stared, mesmerized by the picture box while he was amazed by their silent communication, neither one uttering a word, yet seeming to understand their silent language. The intruder grasped the exercise bar with both hands and stretched...
By Keith Christensen A slow steady roll of thunder rumbled across the horizon and a huge grey mass of clouds covered the already darkening sky. “Damn,” I thought, “If I get soaking wet out here I’ll really be pissed-off. This job is miserable enough.” Because of a useless degree I had once achieved in animal husbandry, I’d been taken from a comfortable job in agriculture and been...
Saturnicus By Keith Christensen It was 1882 and there were arguments taking place in the U.S. Senate about Wyoming becoming the next State in the Union, according to some, but on that clear, crisp night, under a full moon Sonny and Buck didn’t really care about such things. They still had another section of fence to check before turning in for the night. Sonny would have let it go until...
HUMANOID “Humans!!!” bellowed the supreme leader. “Yes, my Lord...two were reported in the 5th quadrant...here...in the mountains south of the old Tennessee section.” I pointed at the map with the lazar indicator. “That’s ridiculous! There hasn’t been a human sighted since they were exterminated by th Zylons...when was that...two hundred years ago.” “You’re correct my Liege. I’ve seen the...
Copyright by J.R.W. 2090 A.D. He opens his eyes to a tingling sensation. Sage looks up toward the mirror ceiling. He can see himself bound naked onto a stainless steel table with leather straps holding down his head and hands. He also sees the back of a man’s head right in his crotch. “Uh, what the hell are you doing?” Sage asks, though he didn’t really need to ask. The man...
Jacques, the young comte de la Arbois, nearly fell off his horse, both steed and rider trembling from exhaustion, into the arms of the innkeeper of the small village of Saint-Avold, a hard half-day's ride west of Metz. "A fresh horse," Jacques muttered feverishly through swollen lips. "We have such a horse for you," the innkeeper exclaimed. "But you are in no condition to ride on, young...
It was time for our first summer maneuvers we were having the summer off from classroom and in the field to learn to set up tents tare them down and set up medical unit. I was nervous never been camping since young and this was not exactly going to be like camping. The day finally arrived and we had all our gear out in front of our barracks to be loaded into the trucks. We soon had the...
By T.O. Tights My best friend Dick & I had Just finished enjoying a fantastic performance of “Swan Lake” by the Boston Ballet Company & were discussing it as we walked back to his car. Both of us were ballet fans from way back, but since Dick was somewhat older than me (mid-50s actually; but incredibly handsome & well built) his interest & knowledge went back a bit further than mine. Not only...
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