Perspectives
Perspectives By Laz Briar Ozzie mystifies me. When I was growing up, coming to terms with myself - my sexuality - was challenging. Like I assume it is for most who chase the same sex. We grapple with early confusion, sometimes resistance....
Cure Chapter 3
The word that had become more and more associated with alpha cock in his brain since his last session. "y-yes... yes, alpha!" he whimpered, sliding down that thick, ridged and knotted cock, feeling it flexing deep inside him.
A Taste of His Own Medicine - Part 1
A beam of light from a flashlight cut through the darkness of the underground warehouse. Shu was making his last patrol around the warehouse to make sure everything was in place. Unlike a regular warehouse, the worry wasn't only that people would come...
In For A Penny
It was torment, his brain tracking every second, because every second his lusts went unsatisfied, his mind screamed at him about it. but when the return ping chimed, it was a noise of profound, immeasurable relief.
So Bea It
**So Bea It** _A Commission by Laz Briar_ One of those calm, chilly, yet somber days. Beatrice puffed at her no-nicotine cig as she strut down the cracked sidewalk of Possum Springs, an ode to the town's fading infrastructure and depleting cash...
Shadows Of You
Shadows Of You By Laz Briar How simple a thing a letter is. In it, carries the contents of privacy, finance, melancholy, love, law. Anything, really. For Anson, it was a vehicle of resurrection. At first, he looked at it with disinterest. Nothing...
Anthwa
Like opening a long-lost tome, an instinct flooded his brain, and be began to suckle and mouth against the wet lips so greedily abusing his face. tongue lashed out, diving into the hot walls of the great beast, slurping and lapping.
Thorough Testing
**thorough testing** _by the brain of lazarus_ the review room was a place of static dread. pale light washed over a colorless floor amidst a sharp, cold air. the seats were uncomfortable and hard.
Hearth in Herds - Part VII (Commission)
Sent primal signals to the darkest parts of the brain that _fucking_ was happening and _fucking_ would continue. but oh _god_ it was already too much.
The Interview
Adam arrived the next morning, early as usual. Yesterday's class had him all excited already, and today was finally the day. After months of talks, essays, and slipping a few dollars the right way, finally, finally he was going to speak to a Harvard...
Hearth in Herds - Part VIII (Commission)
**Hearth in Herds – Part VIII** **_Commissioned Story_** He was asleep, but for how long? Jamie shifted in the sheets, a pleasant warmth overtaking his body – more than usual, in fact. His dreams were blurry, but in a fun way. Lucid and filled with...
The Autumn We've Become
**The Autumn We’ve Become** By Laz Briar _Santa Monica’s_ pier opened up with a spree of sound and lights. Once a smaller dock suitable only for long-line fishing and a few eateries, it was now a bustling expanse of delightful attractions. Side...