I guess I'll have to try harder in future.

And furthermore no one reads my fuckin stories, so someone should get off on them!

Absolutely.

If my stuff doesn't get a reaction outa me, then, chances are it won't end up on here.

And if the idea didn't give me the horn, then I wouldn't have bothered getting it down.

Hell to the yeah.

I almost always write in pants.

Its the way to be.

81%.

You knows it.

It's in the mentality.

Screw them.

The region I live in is riddled with these fat, chinless fucks, who's only real medical complaint seems to be that they carry a walking stick and have a miserable look on their face. I see the bastards driving about in their brand new cars, paid for by the taxpayer and provided by Disability Scotland.

Unless fatassedness is the result of a straight up medical condition their bitch asses should be made to run until their boots fill up with blood.

Then sent to work.

Good question.

Context is everything here.

For me, personally, dick feels slightly more aggressive. Maybe I'll deploy it if there is something happening in the background that is pulling focus from it just being purely sexual, or perhaps if there is less familiarity between the characters. Cock feels right for describing something goddamn intimate.

But, it just depends on a whole bunch of stuff.

Write erotica when you're horny, then edit it when you're calm.

Ah, what the fuck do I know!

Precisely zero.

They are the modern world's greatest invention and can make even a mediocre ass/legs combo look amazing.

Furtherfore, I can't seem to write an erotic story without them creeping in somewhere!

I slept fitfully, mind full of images, half-formed dreams mixed with memories. I knew nothing of what lay beneath the city streets, so I tried not to fear it. But the faces stalked the bulkheads of my mind, harshly exposed and fuzzy, interspersed with abrupt stabs of static, as they had appeared on the television screen. My watch read just before seven when Alison gently stirred me. I came...

Added 27 Feb 2013 | Category Supernatural | Votes 6 | Avg Score 5 | Views 1,391 | 6 Comments

In the mountains high above Rio, safe from the chaos on the streets far below we watched as the containment field in the sky above us finally began to falter and die. Beyond it, vast, unknowable tendrils of orange gas, each one the length of a hundred cities end to end, crept and slithered across the sky, like wildfire, flanking our world, preparing to consume it. In the distance the...

Added 08 Jan 2013 | Category Novels | Votes 4 | Avg Score 4.5 | Views 1,252 | 2 Comments

Note: although this can be read as a stand alone story, it works best as a follow on from 'Kon Tiki', to which there is a link below. Hope you enjoy. 2: ASYLUM Through the view screen in his private quarters, Major Redford was cursed with a bird’s eye view of the undulating, writhing mountains of flame-coloured gas banking up against the containment field. In twenty four hours...

Added 15 Jan 2013 | Category Novels | Votes 3 | Avg Score 4.67 | Views 649 | 3 Comments

SUNSET HIGHWAYS    Encounter I If this works for you, please leave a comment as I just damn well love reading them! I walked towards the little prefabricated, single storey dwelling encircled by bay trees at the far end of the street where, for the last two months, I had lived. In the heat and humidity of mid-morning there were few sounds, bar the gentle whisper of the corn...

Added 18 Apr 2012 | Category Fetish | Votes 8 | Avg Score 4.63 | Views 4,509 | 4 Comments

Exposed to the problems I was having adjusting to civilian life, a good friend of mine had kindly given me access to his trendy, faux-alpine ski chalet in the Cairngorms. He chucked the keys at me, told me to go there, take Rebecca, ski, watch TV and have sex. We needed it. Our relationship was strained and running out of steam. I was distracted and evasive about my business, my...

Added 23 Nov 2011 | Category Group Sex | Votes 13 | Avg Score 4.54 | Views 2,813 | 4 Comments

THE ARROGANCE OF YOUTH The year was 1993 and it was the best and worst of times. The best in that I was young, free and single. mortgages, commitment, financial uncertainty and the concept of ‘fitting in’ were like distant fictional concepts to me. Cheap booze, acid, badly rolled joints and unprotected sex were the reality. It was the worst of times in that faceless club-land dance...

Added 19 Nov 2011 | Category Anal | Votes 7 | Avg Score 4.71 | Views 6,875 | 4 Comments

RELATIONSHIP ADVICE The weather was flat calm and damn hot, the scenery, rolling, wild and as ruggedly beautiful as only the North West of Scotland can be in late summer. It was my first proper holiday in years. I had not long returned home from a taxing six month work assignment that had turned into nearly seven long ones and while it had certainly been hot, there wasn't much relaxing...

Added 06 Jun 2011 | Category Group Sex | Votes 3 | Avg Score 4.67 | Views 4,476 | 2 Comments

SAVAGE LESSON It is one of the unalterable facts of life that women are mysterious. There is no point in trying to rationalise, trying to account for or predict every facet of their behaviour because whatever you think you know is liable to flip over on you revealing a truth you never guessed at. Let me put it another way: You know in those naff horror films where someone looks at...

Added 01 Jun 2011 | Category Group Sex | Votes 7 | Avg Score 4.57 | Views 6,366 | 4 Comments