Friendship is Tragic
Everything hurt. Everything was dark. And everything was silent. Then it all came rushing back in a wave of pain and din, but no light. The horn wouldn't stop. It droned on and on, a lonely wail in the darkness, a sad injured version of what it had...
For Old Times' Sake
For old time's sake ©mmvi whyte yoté some things never change. sometimes they change too much.
Cassanova in January
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By the Hour
Feedback always welcome to: [[email protected]](/cdn-cgi/l/email-protection) by the hour ©mmvi whyte yoté for what seemed to be the hundredth time that night, elijah "south" pollock's heart made the short trip from his stomach to his
On Common Ground
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Combo Breaker
I know it doesn't do a damn bit of good, but I check my phone anyway. Nothing in the last two minutes. In cell phone terms, that can be a pretty long time, but not unusual. For Eagan, though, it is, especially with how excited he's been about today. ...
You Never Open Up to Me Anymore
"And if we were still married, that would mean something," I said as Dane and I turned into the driveway of the little cottage I like to call the Ball and Chain. Mostly because I don't have one anymore He'd just asked me what his mother would think...
Fun with Bedtime Hygiene
Walter looked up from his book to cast a surreptitious glance at his two charges for the evening, roughhousing just feet away. Hector and Kody, his little red panda friend, wrestled in just their undies--briefs on the coyolf and a jock on...
How the Omega Learned his Place
Finally, congratulations to whyte yote for his recent induction into the yiffstar artist's spotlight.
Seafest: a Hypnosis tale.
He should be occupied at school, principal whyte should make sure of that." his father responded. "i wonder what is up with him. why hasn't he been turned yet?" tyson asked as he continued to stroke his dick. "we shall find out eventually."
Wild Rose Country - Chapter 20
"whyte avenue, just south of downtown edmonton. my one girlfriend and i used to come here and just wander the streets, watching the people.
Stress Leave 3 - Sharing the Secret
Cj and a very special thank you to my good friend whyte, who has been a sounding board for many of the stories i write. thanks mate.