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Part Four: Later that evening, Conrad released Adam from the chair and walked him over to the kitchen table where he had a bowl of oatmeal and various cups filled with different drinks. He sat a very wobbly Adam down in front of them. "All right. I want you to eat and drink everything in front of you. And when you're done, we're taking you back to the chair. You have 15 minutes." Adam looked over everything. "What......what......what's in the drinks?" He was still shaking...
“Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while you could miss it.” Ferris Bueller Have you ever thought of hosting a party in the middle of the desert and inviting 70,000 people? Well Larry did and John finally went. _________________________________________ The Present- “Smelling the Roses” It was the morning after the Sunrise Dance. John’s head was pounding with the dull throbbing pain of a heavy hangover. What a spectacular fucking night. It had been years...
Love StoriesLike many of yours, my job involves travel, and most guys and women I know complain about the same thing -- we have high-energy days but at 5:00 PM, unless we have arranged a business dinner, we retreat to our hotel rooms, alone. Guys have an advantage, they can go to the hotel lounge and have a drink. A woman alone in a hotel lounge is often taken for, well, you know.I attend PittCon, an annual technical conference and exposition, because one of the professional societies I am in has its...
Seduction‘Bite down! Now suck!’ she demands. As I follow her command she tilts her head back and throws back the shot quickly, grabs the back of my head and mashes her lips to mine. She spills half the tequila into my mouth quickly followed by her tongue. Her tongue probes, savoring the last of the lime as it sits on my tongue, on my teeth, on my gums. With a last playful flick of her tongue, she forcefully pulls my head back by the handful of hair in her grasp. Her eyes are twinkling. She holds it for...
Jenni padded into Funky Joe’s and scanned the bar for her friends. The place was noisy and the lighting would get even ugly guys laid, but she managed to spot Mark and Jim in a booth at the back, near the tables. She threw her shoulders back and swayed through the crowd, doing her best Mae West, ‘Well hello there boys, got room for one more?’ Jim jumped up, ‘Jen, you made it!’ He said hugging her. He stepped aside so she could slide into the booth next to Mark, tucking her case behind her...
The apology-in-advance email from Ben, when it came, as you and I both knew it would, made its appearance in my in-box just before lunch the next day. Standing me up seemed to be a male line trait in their f****y. I just had a feeling that if it wasn’t going to be Richard letting me down for the dinner date tomorrow night, then it would be Ben coming up with an excuse for why we couldn’t do it. And I hadn’t forgotten that Ben still owed me a proper apology for standing me up in the bar –...
I know, this might be hard to believe because even the involved parts can’t believe still that this actually happened.It was back in Brazil, in my neighborhood we had some kind of “porn tape sharing” one would buy or rent a porn movie and we’d make a copy and shared among all the guys.It was a boring Friday night…everyone kind of broken, no money to go out so everyone was sitting at the corner of the street talking shit and laughing.We were 5 guys and 3 girls talking at this time. One of the...
The apology-in-advance email from Ben, when it came, as you and I both knew it would, made its appearance in my in-box just before lunch the next day. Standing me up seemed to be a male line trait in their family. I just had a feeling that if it wasn’t going to be Richard letting me down for the dinner date tomorrow night, then it would be Ben coming up with an excuse for why we couldn’t do it. And I hadn’t forgotten that Ben still owed me a proper apology for standing me up in the bar –...
We're in Mexico. We've spent the day lounging on a deserted beach soaking up the sun and then danced the night away learning the flamenco and the salsa with the locals in this tiny bar. The sweat pouring off of us as we take body shots of the finest tequila. It’s been an idyllic night as we leave the bar reliving the events, we've drunk just enough to be completely relaxed and at ease with each other. The cool night air on our sun kissed skin and the surf on our feet feel like heaven after the...
Straight SexI'm not the Author of this store. found it on another site.Morning Sunrisebym_storyman_x©Authors note: This story isn't one of my usual ones, either in length or by category. Just a little shorty for some fun. Enjoy!***It's hard to believe that it's January and the last weekend of bow hunting season. Usually this time of year I'm bundled up against frigid cold, shivering in one of my tree stands. Not today though. It was well into the forties by the time the sun started peeking through the bare...
AUTHOR’S NOTE: This is my submission for the Winter Holidays Contest. I hope you enjoy the read — and please, please vote and comment! Thanks for reading! Merry Christmas! ————————————– The company Christmas parties at Mowry & Smith were always the worst event of the year. I would rather sit through a ten hour sequestered meeting than endure the three hours of the notorious ‘I like all of my coworkers and I’m going to play nice but Monday I’m going to back hating your arrogant, intolerable...
We’re in Mexico. We’ve spent the day lounging on a deserted beach soaking up the sun and then danced the night away learning the flamenco and the salsa with the locals in this tiny bar. The sweat pouring off of us as we take body shots of the finest tequila. It’s been an idyllic night as we leave the bar reliving the events, we’ve drunk just enough to be completely relaxed and at ease with each other. The cool night air on our sun kissed skin and the surf on our feet feel like heaven after the...
I lay there trembling into the night as I reached up and pushed my hair to one side and felt the back of my neck where the axe would fall and chop off my head. My mind was reeling as I thought of the executioners heavy sharp blade glimmering in the sunlight as I lay my head in the formed space on the chopping block. What would my last thought be. What would be my last vision. The priest had came and went and I implored him to speak to the king to please spare my life. I lay on the straw...
Chet frowned at his laptop, although in a general way frowned more at the world, not the little bit of frustration he was feeling over the limitations of the graphics function of his spreadsheet program. It was Friday, mid-morning already, heading into the weekend, but he was quite frankly pissed off and frustrated at Oana’s sulkiness lately.Her latest tirade, just as he was leaving for the train, was minor, but yet another stone digging into his shoulders, added to the weight of what seemed...
I lay there trembling into the night as I reached up and pushed my hair to one side and felt the back of my neck where the axe would fall and chop off my head. My mind was reeling as I thought of the executioners heavy sharp blade glimmering in the sunlight as I lay my head in the formed space on the chopping block. What would my last thought be. What would be my last vision. The priest had came and went and I implored him to speak to the king to please spare my life. I lay on the straw covered...
Thursday May 29. I set the alarm to wake us 90 minutes before sunrise. I warned Li about this, I was good but it was not enough sleep for her. Li’s natural wake-up mood when she gets insufficient sleep is a little grumpy, so I got a minute or two of that. Then the memory of the last 16 hours: the tension table, the dress, the meal at the Blank, and our anal loving, it all slammed into her and her smile came up like the sun would in 90 minutes. Grumpy became “command me.” We just had time...
Fuck me to tears. Even my goddamn hair hurt. My skin was a thousand pinpricks of sharp pain. I tried to open one eye, but the painful brilliance of a supernova pierced through my brain, slamming into the back of my skull with all the delicacy of a semi-truck. With a load of steel girders. And plate glass. Driven by Ted Nugent. A really pissed off Ted Nugent. Probably a drunk Ted Nugent. There was a horrible screeching sound slowly building, kind of like cat nails on an endless...
The gritty surface of the roof dug red pinpoints into her bare thighs, but she hardly noticed. She brought the bottle of Jim Beam to her lips for another searing gulp and hissed as the burn turned to numbness in her belly. Her sigh came out as a sob and she let her head fall loose on her neck, her face twisting into a grotesque mask of pain. Fuck. Fuck him. Fuck them all. She was done. Out of here. There was no way she was going to put up with this bullshit anymore. People walking all over...
The sun was just making its presence known, pinks and purples invading the darkness that had been there a moment ago. The waves were lapping rhythmically against the soft sand of the shore as we waited for the sun to make its debut. We had arisen an hour earlier to make the short trek to the beach to watch the sunrise. There was just something about witnessing the birth of the new day that was both calming and exciting at the same time. The beach was deserted even though it was quite pleasant...
Chapter 1: Love is The Sunrisei still remember the first time I saw her. I was like the sunset….no that’s not right, sunsets burn for a few minutes then fade away to blackness. It was like a sunrise. As my eyes caught her it was like a brilliant burst of light over the horizon and as she moved closer that light filled my vision, burning brighter and brighter till all other things all other people faded out, like the stars in the night sky at the beginning of a new day. Her light, her beauty...
Love StoriesHello everyone, I’m Karthik from Bangalore and I’m 23 years old. This story is about a real incident where I had sex with my office colleague. So I work in an IT company in Bangalore. I and Ankita joined a project at the same time in January this year. Ankita is actually from Delhi but she got a project here in Bangalore. She is an extremely beautiful and sexy girl. To describe her looks, she is fair, with long black hair, 5.6 feet tall, fairly slim and perfectly shaped big boobs. When I first...
Hi everyone.. I am a 25-year-old guy based in Mumbai, India. In the case of any feedback for the story, kindly drop in a mail at and I shall try to get back to you as soon as possible. Manan and Riya had recently been working long hours in their respective offices. Even their weekends were so tied up; they hardly had any quality time for each other. It had been 2 years since they started dating each other fresh after their graduation. During the month of March, both of them had a long holiday....
I wake from my dreams. I feel you next to me, your heart beating in rhythm with mine.We met just a week ago, and all I know is I want to be yours forever. I want you to be mine forever.………………………………………..Let me start from the beginning.I was alone in a new town, with no friends and a new job. My world was upside down. I had just left a bad relationship and wanted to start anew.I focused on my work. I knew I must have success here; otherwise, I had no place to turn. I had no time for dates or any...
Love StoriesIt was obvious to Bernard that while Madam Chao might have to wait until the end of the week for the participants in Florence Daniels’ programme to appear, she didn’t intend to let the occupants of the wire cages sit around contemplating their misfortunes. “Slave work hard, earn meals. No work, no meals. No work, bamboo beating. Understand?” she had snapped when the men had been taken out of their cages the next morning. English might not be her first language but she managed to make herself...
I was so drunk it took me a minute to realize that it was actually Ashley between my legs with my clit between her lips. I was already moaning openly, humping into her mouth as she ate me hungrily. I kept seeing Andrew's face in my mind and couldn't decide if he'd be pissed off or turned on by it. But, it felt so good I didn't want to stop her. Truth is, I'd fantasized about this before but never thought she'd go for it. And, I absolutely loved how her mouth felt on my vagina, though I couldn't...
EPILOGUE ‘Well, ladies and gentlepersons, our holiday tale of boys, sex and bloodletting, like all good holidays, is finally at an end. We’ve had so much fun writing this story over the past couple of years and we hope that you’ve enjoyed it as much as we have. We try to thank people individually for all the comments and adds but for those of you that we’ve missed (and I’m sure there must be some) thank you again, for your patience, your suggestions and your boundless enthusiasm. We could do...
© BELLORA QUINN & SADIE ROSE BERMINGHAM 2010 More apologies for the delay, again… I know, I know! We edit too slowly but we’re both in full time employment and it’s hard sometimes to find the space to just sit down and work on (in)decent smut. There is a warning of consenting sexual violence with this chapter. If you don’t like it, please don’t read it and then complain. The BDSM arc within Sunrise concludes here but it will NOT be the final chapter of the story. I estimate another three...
REACH OUT FOR THE SUNRISE By Sadie Rose Bermingham & Bellora Quinn © 2010 Happy New Year, dear readers. We’ve had a little break, but rest assured we’ve been busy writing in spite of the brief hiatus in the publication of this story. What are we to do with our traumatic lovers? Both denying the one thing that will bring them happiness. Only time will tell. Read on… (PS>, the usual warnings apply, boys fucking boys, lots of angst and a little bit of bondage. If you don’t like it, don’t...
© SADIE ROSE BERMINGHAM & BELLORA QUINN 2009 ‘Our fond wishes and thanks to everyone who’s stuck with us this far into our long, and ever winding story. You keep us going with your lovely comments and kind words. And so without further ado, the festive season is upon us, that time of indulgence and rampant consumer excess, so what better antidote than a little slice of melodrama and despondency courtesy of ours truly. On the house, no really… it’s our pleasure! Chapter Four is the start of...
A Rayne Wylde & Xavier Gavrilov story) by Sadie Rose Bermingham & Bellora Quinn © 2008/9 Reach Out For The Sunrise has vampires, and other supernatural goings on. It also features a heck of a lot of M/M sex so if neither of those things float your boat, go read something else and don’t complain to me about it. This story has been a long time germinating. We wrote the seed of it last year after having so much fun together collaborating on Dark Paths. Reach Out… is the sequel to that story arc...
© Sadie Rose Bermingham & Bellora Quinn 2010 Good Day to you, dear readers. The tempting and teasing is nearly at an end. We lay before you, chapter 11, the penultimate instalment of Reach Out For The Sunrise. It has been over a year in the delivery and now the end is in sight and we can rest our weary index fingers for a little while. Maybe enjoy a nice break in the Caribbean? Go surfing around the Great Barrier Reef? Soak up the sunshine in Santiago, Seville or Salamanca? Anything but sit in...
© Sadie Rose Bermingham & Bellora Quinn 2010 CHAPTER TEN – A NEW DAY Greetings! We promised that this one wouldn’t take long, didn’t we. See how well we keep our word. We definitely owe you some hotness after all we’ve put you through so we hope that you like this fresh offering. To any new readers out there, Sunrise is essentially a vampire story so if you don’t like boy on boy or bloodsucking in your sex-scenes then skip to the next tale. Have a nice day. xxx.S&B XAVIER: Xavier woke...
Although it has been 5 years since I was last in town, it wasn’t hard to find my favorite spot at the park. It was a green bench on the edge of the lake that faced the tree lines across the water. I sat down and reminisced the old days, the fun and wild times during my senior year. There was one particular night… It was early morning, 5 am to be exact. Everyone was plastered and snored like reckless pigs with the exception of me and Justin, whom I had a crush since 9th grade. We flirted and...
The Starlight Sonata, Part III Heart of the Sunrise ©2008 by Adrian Leverkuhn (Note: The first part of the Sonata appeared under the title ‘Woman in Chains’, the second part as ‘The Stones of Years’.) III Anna Podgolskiv recoils in horror when she feels the full fury of the old man’s eyes bore into her soul. She stumbles backwards, trips on a fallen limb and loses her balance, her hands out to soften the landing. As she hits the soft forest floor she sees the lights of a concert hall in...
The Starlight Sonata, Part III Heart of the Sunrise ©2008 by Adrian Leverkuhn (Note: The first part of the Sonata appeared under the title ‘Woman in Chains’, the second part as ‘The Stones of Years’.) I Once upon a time Tracy had cared about the world she lived in… and the life she’d taken for granted for so long. But that world, like the life she’d known so well, was gone… The people that had defined the contours of that life had vanished in a confused instant. Now she felt the remnants...
Hi guys n' girls, girls n' guys, So, yes, a newbie to the scene here. This is my first attempt so please go easy on me. I hope you'll enjoy my contribution. In the future, I may well take requests from site members for future stories, so PLEASE leave comments/feedback via the usual means. Well, hope you enjoy!!! Waiting for Sunrise by Bluedust I rolled over to check my clock again. 1:15Am. I lied on my back for the eighteenth time that night and sighed. It was no good, I...
This here town, Sunset, would be a quiet, peaceful kinda place if it weren't for them Bickle Boys. Them Bickles is the meanest, nastiest bunch you ever seen. You know how some folks'll get testy when they been drinkin'? Them Bickle boys start out actin' ugly when they is still stone sober. An' after that, every shot they swaller jes' turns up the meanness another notch! There ain't never been no controllin' them four boys, nor their rascal hired hands, neither. We've had a whole mess...
My friend seemed to get along reasonably well in their marriage 2 k**s he had am important job but after work he had to go to the pub with his mates before going home usually pretty much under the weather. On arrival home he seldom ate his tea which had been kept hot for him but straight to the fridge for a beer.This night as he sat in the lounge slossed and half a sleep he wasn't a great conversationist so I went out to the Kitchen to see if I could help with the dishes.As 'wife' was busy...
On a recent trip, after the day's work was finished, we looked around for a local watering hole. The town we were in was not that large, so there was two choices. a old saloon and yes it was a saloon and very old, or a local Mexican Restaurant & Cantina. We chose the Restaurant.Stepping in through the side door, we entered the cantina and headed for the bar, The bartender asked what we wanted as he prepared shots, and my buddy said Pacifico, all around He dropped the shots off at the...
It was a time of horrible raids by terrible marrauding hordes, which caused untold misery, fear and poverty in all of Pelopones. It was a time when Xena and Gabrielle were needed by all the towns, before it is too late, but she was nowhere to be found. The century before had been a good time for all, under the Cooperation Accord of Olympia, there was piece between all the polises, and Xena could concentrate on petty crime and feuding Gods. But now Xena had been on a mission in Asia for years,...
© SADIE ROSE BERMINGHAM & BELLORA QUINN 2009 Thanks to the usual suspects for lovely comments and for taking the trouble to cast your vote. As ever it’s much appreciated, and it’s good to be back. Time to move things along a little, though. The boys are up for a night on the town but mix these guys with alcohol and adrenaline and anything could happen. Hold on for the ride. To new readers, I will say again, this story is heavy on M/M pairings and the central character is a vampire. If...
© SADIE ROSE BERMINGHAM & BELLORA QUINN 2010 CHAPTER EIGHT – BETWEEN DARKNESS AND LIGHT Thank you everyone for your patience. It has been a hard month and we know what a cliff-hanger we left you with. Wait no longer. Without further ado, I give you Chapter Eight… The usual terms and conditions apply. Do not steal our words, do not reproduce them without our permission. Do enjoy. NAPLES – XAVIER: Xavier lay on the edge of sleep, his body wrapped in a warm buzz of wine and the aftermath of...
© SADIE ROSE BERMINGHAM & BELLORA QUINN 2009 * Welcome dear readers to Chapter three of our tasty vampire tale. Thanks for the lovely comments already bestowed on chapters one and two. We hope that you enjoy the latest unfurling of our ongoing story. As ever, I will warn those unfamiliar with our work that this tale is heavy on M/M pairings and vampirism. We like dark psychosis and inexplicable behaviour so if you don’t like to think outside the box, go find your stroke fodder elsewhere. ...
© Sadie Rose Bermingham & Bellora Quinn 2010 ‘Hello again, lovely people, this chapter turned out very long so forgive us for the slight delay. I know I said it would be the last but because of the length there will be a little epilogue as well. We like things to flow nicely. By now you should all know that these stories contain shameless vampirism and boy-on-boy sexiness, but just in case you don’t… there’s your final warning. Hope you enjoy it. As per usual, don’t take our words without...
(c) Sadie Rose Bermingham & Bellora Quinn 2010 CHAPTER NINE – THE DARKEST HOUR At long last, here is chapter nine. Apologies for the hiatus but too often the real world interferes in my writing schedule and I don’t get any work done for ages. As a reward for your infinite patience we’ll post a couple of chapters very close together. This one ties up the loose ends of Xav and Rayne’s separation. It’s a fairly unsexual chapter with a fairly gruesome medical sequence, so anyone wanting to read...
CHAPTER SIX — FIND A CURE © Sadie Rose Bermingham & Bellora Quinn Finally here is chapter six! I know, I know, it’s taken ages… we’ve been working hard. Hope you enjoy it. The dark arc is well under way. The usual terms and conditions apply, there’s boy on boy, some shameless bloodletting and gratuitous BDSM. If you’re going to be offended then go read something in the romance category. If you value your reproductive parts don’t borrow, alter, reproduce or reinvent our words. When we find you...
Janie fell back to sleep and I quietly rolled out of bed. Naked, with my semi-hard dick slapping against my thighs, I passed through my bedroom, grabbed my towel and fresh undies, and made my way down the back stairs to the kitchen. The shower and laundry were in a small room just off the kitchen. It also had a door leading out to the back yard. Clearly, once we had guests in the house, I would be constrained from running around au naturel. Also, since I was only shaving about once every three...
Oral SexVII The people from Leningrad were due to come for them in the morning, but their bags were already packed. The boys were on their backs now, in their crib, sated breast milk full on their lips, but Anna felt cool and restless even so, resigned to a fate of her own choosing but her heart full of regret that seemed to have taken her right to the edge of a vast, beckoning cliff. Her future was, she knew, in the abyss that lay before them all, her past was an unusable wreckage of skeletons...
V The twins came two years later, deep in the night of the seventh day of the seventh month. The midwife spoke softly of how gently the first had come, and how harshly the second, all Anna Podgolskiv could think about was her husband, and what had taken him from this moment. What was love that it could be so easily sundered? A bureaucrat from the city, some man named Karnivicious, had — they were told by a friendly neighbor — been asking questions about Tomas — where had he come from, what...
©2008 by Adrian Leverkuhn (Note: The first part of the Sonata appeared under the title ‘Woman in Chains’, the second part as ‘The Stones of Years’.) * Chapter II At times it felt like a fever. Hot and close, like death stalking. Then the music would come. Out of the light and into her hands. She could not stop it, she could not control it, the music possessed her completely yet occasionally it must have taken pity on her and let her be — for a moment. She would drift as if on the wings...
(Note: The first part of the Sonata appeared under the title ‘Woman in Chains’, the second part as ‘The Stones of Years’.) IV Naples and the Molo Beverello fell astern, the white cliffs of Capri lay ahead across a smooth, blue sea. The hydrofoil cut through the easy chop like a knife, men and women sleek and tan stood on the aft deck leaning back on teak rails, sunning themselves, lost in the idle concerns of the sun-borne. Deck-hands coiled lines while waitresses from the bar fanned out...
VI ‘He is in Russia, near Moscow. The name of the village is Shchyolkovo.’ ‘I don’t understand,’ Anna Podgolskiv said. ‘Russia? Moscow? Why?’ ‘We tried to get him out of the, well, trap that had been set, but this was the best we could do. Apparently when the Red Army took Peenemunde they took custody of many scientists and engineers. Most have been moved to this village. The Soviets are building a community near there, a community of people involved with rockets. Tomas is one of the most...
As I opened my eyes it took me a moment to realize where I was.Betty's bedroom. The sunlight was beginning to creep in through the window as I lifted up my head and looked around.Betty was sitting on the lower half of the bed, by my knee, with her legs underneath her. The green satin nightgown was gone.Her head was slightly tilted off to one side and I followed her gaze to the slumbering cock laying across the lower part of my stomach."Good morning," I said quietly.Her eyes moved to my face,...
SeductionAs I opened my eyes it took me a moment to realize where I was.Betty's bedroom. The sunlight was beginning to creep in through the window as I lifted up my head and looked around.Betty was sitting on the lower half of the bed, by my knee, with her legs underneath her. The green satin nightgown was gone.Her head was slightly tilted off to one side and I followed her gaze to the slumbering cock laying across the lower part of my stomach."Good morning," I said quietly.Her eyes moved to my face,...
SeductionAs the sun's rays begin peering over the horizon, I near the end of my jog on the beach. In the distance, I notice the silhouette of a figure near the water's edge. As I get closer, I can see it is a woman wearing only her birthday suit and facing the water. Stopping far enough away as not to be noticed I watch her masturbate. She raises her legs so that her knees somewhat bend with legs squeezed together and arches her back, pushing her full breasts up as if they were greeting the rays of the...
Quickie SexI came in to my regular yoga session on a Friday morning at 6am and was expecting to see all the familiar faces, which I did but there was also a new face. A guy ,the only man in the session, had a mat at the back of the room and was sat cross legged. He was wearing some blue shorts and a black wife beater and was quite obviously really tall, lean and muscular. His legs were crossed and his quads were rather impressive, it made me think about how much he could squat and what he could lift. The...
This is the beginning of my sex stories. The old man young tenant were part of this series as are other ones. I will be posting more tenant stories in the future. If you have a tenant you would like to have live at the complex let me know. OH not mass murders or serial r****ts, lol. Enjoy and please comment on what you want in the future.Apartment ComplexJohn is the owner manage or a 128 unit apartment complex with a common pool and patio area. There are single, double and 3 bedroom units...
Chapter 1 Somewhere Between Life and Death The Gospel According To St. Rodney August 21st, 2083 - Six months after the marriage of Gary and Michelle Shipley. Caroline Bastiano sat cross-legged on the floor of the locked attic where she had lived for the last year. The floor was the only tolerable place in the room. Although it was hot everywhere in the attic, it was at lease somewhat more bearable on the floor amid the dust that covered almost everything here....