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It’s not as if Ifan is a mercenary himself — he doesn’t yet have the training or even the strength to serve as a sell sword, but part of this position, being an apprenticeship of swords, will entail training later

Chapter 1. (Jack) It took me several moments to come to my senses as I was woken by the sound of seagulls screeching. I stretched my tired, bruised body and wiped the sand from my face. Gingerly, I pulled myself

Author’s note: In this alternate timeline, not much is different from the current world with one notable exception. A subset of males have evolved the ability to conceive and bear children (known as “fertility-capable men” in polite company, “breeders” in

I’ve posted several stories and I usually begin with “things like this never happen to me” and that’s because in the past I hardly ever had hot sexual encounters with guys I’ve met. Only recently I realized that it was

I felt like writing a cute little story. I hope you enjoy it. This is a fictional story. All the names, places, and situations have been made up. No characters are under the age of eighteen (18). Comments and Rating

Author’s note. This is my second story. My first true story, Story of a Bi Married Man, was published on this site on May 5, 2017 under one of my many aliases, StevenBiMWM, since discarded through uncountable cycles of denial

It was Friday afternoon around 3pm and I was sitting at work watching the clock. It has been one of those weeks, I could not wait to leave the office. My wife had been out of town the last couple

The Mystery Texter – Chapter 5 (of 8) Sunday morning I awake to the blended aromas of coffee and bacon, completely distorting my sense of place and time. It takes a minute to regain my bearings as I fumble for

I was on my home from a business trip and needed to spend one night on the road. I pulled into the motel I had reservations for the night at and settled into my room. I got all settled in

Jimmy stood up above the red and white diner table and began gasping for air. His face had turned a dark purple and both hands were wrapped tightly around the sides of his neck. I was finally going to put