by Jack Stratton | Jul 28, 2023 | excerpt
On holidays, Martin gave himself permission to get a treat. He deserved it, in his opinion. He went most of the year being good, being presentable, being a father and a husband, and an asset to his community. So on the lesser holidays, like Presidents Day or Columbus... by Jack Stratton | May 19, 2023 | erotica
When did the obsession start? She’d started sending pictures out of the blue. A friend, but not a close friend, who was kept indoors because of the plague, suddenly decided that I needed to see her naked. She was polite about it, of course, she was a very nice girl... by Jack Stratton | May 10, 2023 | excerpt
I’ve been working on the sequel to my story Greedy Queen for a long time, and this week I was inspired to put the final touches on it. The original is a story of face-sitting, obsession, desire, and lust. The sequel is a dirty little threesome that involves... by Jack Stratton | Mar 20, 2023 | excerpt
The thing about Frankie was she rolled her eyes every time I added something to a conversation. She never laughed at my jokes, and she never looked me in the eye. I thought it was because I was a little too obvious about my attraction to her. She was brilliant,... by Jack Stratton | Nov 8, 2022 | erotica
My heart was broken. My heart was broken in lab 427b at 13:45 on a rainy day in April. My name is Miles Brown, and I am a poor scientist. I know it, and now most of the faculty and Biophysicists and Neurophysicists Ph.D. students at my university know it as well. I... by Jack Stratton | Oct 23, 2022 | erotica
Wednesday meant a racing heart. Thursday through Tuesday meant long nights of writing, erasing, ripping up papers, and trying desperately to find the right words. Sophia wrote a poem every week. She finished them on Wednesdays, usually in the morning before work. She... by Jack Stratton | Sep 4, 2022 | erotica
Edward was taking me on another one of his damned adventures. I swear, if he weren’t like a brother to me, I’d be done with him. He shouted from the drawing room for me to hurry and dress, but I couldn’t get the damn bow tie right. Looking in the... by Jack Stratton | Aug 11, 2022 | excerpt
The streets were black, wet, and peppered with gold and red October leaves. At seven o’clock, the sky had already grown dark, with only a few lingering fingers of ruddy crimson at the edges to show where the sun had descended. Alan walked down the familiar... by Jack Stratton | May 11, 2022 | Uncategorized
Back Seat Brat – “My Daddy’s not here, so you have to pay for my fries,” she said plainly, looking bitchy and bratty at the same time.Pain and Worship – A meeting in a Speakeasy leads to exploration. She heard what he did to her old roommate.... by Jack Stratton | Apr 27, 2022 | erotica
A short story from my early blogging days. Probably around 2007-8. Examining my somewhat burgeoning kink. There is a different tone, a different voice there. Sometimes it is playfully poetic, but awkward. Sometimes it is just arrogant. Other times it is sweet. In this...
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