The Strikers
By Dragon20 7 Aug 2009
Who says you can't have some fun while working on a case?
Gay Crime & Mystery Stories
GayDemon's Stories: On this page you can find erotic fiction where you can read about thrilling adventures with mystery, crime and detectives.
Death in Eden (ch. 8)
By Habu 8 Apr 2009
The Big Bite
Death in Eden (ch. 7)
By Habu 3 Apr 2009
Dingging into Devin.
Death in Eden (ch. 6)
By Habu 1 Apr 2009
Time Out.
Sperm Detective (ch. 3)
By sleepwalker 1 Apr 2009
Caught in the act by the people we were following.
Death in Eden (ch. 5)
By Habu 23 Mar 2009
Not Quite as Advertised.
Death in Eden (ch. 4)
By Habu 18 Mar 2009
Clubbing Memories.
Sperm Detective (ch. 2)
By sleepwalker 16 Mar 2009
Man cheating on wife gets a surprise.
Death in Eden (ch. 3)
By Habu 13 Mar 2009
Back in the Saddle Again.
Death in Eden (ch. 2)
By Habu 9 Mar 2009
Scent of a Man.
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Sperm Detective
By sleepwalker 6 Mar 2009
Helping a private detective leads to secret cum society.
Death in Eden
By Habu 4 Mar 2009
Last Flight to D.C.
A Night Alone In the Lab
By C.B. Michels 17 Mar 2008
CSI's Nick Stokes and Greg Sanders do a little after hours shooting.
Sacrificed by Curiosity (ch. 11)
By Habu 25 Jan 2008
One afternoon I left him at the cabin and drove down into the little town in the foothills to buy groceries. I was hauling them to the car when I noticed a young, lean cowboy, decked out in flannel shirt unbuttoned to half way down his chest, tight weathered jeans, leather cowboy boots, and a black cowboy hat.
Sacrificed by Curiosity (ch. 10)
By Habu 23 Jan 2008
The detective gave me the date of the planned raid, and I rented a cabin in the mountains for the summer and moved Doug there, not wanting to be in town when Donatien's operation came down.
Sacrificed by Curiosity (ch. 9)
By Habu 18 Jan 2008
As soon as I was released, I pushed him away and made like I was going to make a run for it. With a loud, animalistic roar, though, he caught me and pushed me into the shower and up against the wall, with my cheek and belly flat against the wet surface.
Sacrificed by Curiosity (ch. 8)
By Habu 11 Jan 2008
Their dicks were like pistons working on counterbalance, keeping me filled to the limit and rubbing against each other in ways that must have given them a great more pleasure than they'd been able to get in Doug's ass with the sheaths they had been wearing.
Sacrificed by Curiosity (ch. 7)
By Habu 9 Jan 2008
He arched my torso back so that my head nearly touched the floor. my knees were bent on either side of his butt cheeks, and my calves ran back toward the front of the chair so that I could balance my body on the balls of my feet and maintain some sort of fulcrum leverage, as he grabbed my hips in this hands and slid my ass back and forth in deep strokes on his tool.
Sacrificed by Curiosity (ch. 6)
By Habu 3 Jan 2008
The brunette was cooing when I pulled out of her, pushed her and Doug onto their backs on the chaise, spread Doug's legs, and entered him. I didn't stop to rub his prostate or anything else, but pushed in a good six inches, before he had the presence of mind to scream.
Sacrificed by Curiosity (ch. 5)
By Habu 2 Jan 2008
I finished him by lifting him off the counter and frog-marching him over into the living room. I draped him over the back of an upholstered chair, folded one of his knees up to the top of the chair to gain added access, and ran my dick up into him several inches.
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Sacrificed by Curiosity (ch. 4)
By Habu 28 Dec 2007
I felt Don detach his teeth from the vein in my leg and tongue his way up to my balls. He sucked those momentarily, and then I felt his lips at the underside of my cock, right where it entered into the ball sap.
Sacrificed by Curiosity (ch. 3)
By Habu 24 Dec 2007
I could hear Doug's cock slurp its way out of a young satyr's ass, as he extracted himself and walked over to us. Don expressed his pleasure at Doug's gift of my body for this ceremony and kissed him on the lips.
Sacrificed by Curiosity (ch. 2)
By Habu 19 Dec 2007
All of this was too much for me; I had never imagined, not to mention seen, anything like this. And I shot off a load of semen down Don's throat. Don now lost focus on my cock and balls and moved back to in front of me.
Sacrificed by Curiosity
By Habu 18 Dec 2007
He broke eye contact and his lips went to the side of my neck, where my carotid artery was pumping blood through my body at a rapid rate. I felt sharp teeth scrape against my vein, but he hesitated there just a few seconds.
Death On The Rhine (ch. 16)
By Habu 24 Jul 2007
But it wasn't over. Flash was still as hard as ever. He turned Clint on his back and knelt below him on the divan and pulled Clint's pelvis into his hips. This time he fucked Clint in vigorous strokes. Joyfully. His eyes locked on Clint's. Full of pleasure, laughter, and lust.
Death On The Rhine (ch. 15)
By Habu 23 Jul 2007
And then he caught something out of the corner of his eye. Some movement over by the cabin's door. And then Ralf was bounding in the room and moving quickly toward the bed.
Death On The Rhine (ch. 14)
By Habu 18 Jul 2007
As the ship pulled away from the dock and Folsom waved to Manfeld and company and the somewhat disappointed bruiser, he turned and headed for the Alexander Lounge. Half way there, though, he was accosted by the African potentate, wanting to claim his rain check on their romp on the Helios deck lounger, and Folsom thought, what the hell, and permitted himself to be carried off to the king's cabin.
Death On The Rhine (ch. 13)
By Habu 17 Jul 2007
Sten gave him a wicked smile as he extracted a mouth plug and popped it into Folsom's mouth, the American still stunned by the body and cheek blows. He then tied the plug off. Folsom wouldn't be doing any talking or yelling.
Death On The Rhine (ch. 12)
By Habu 13 Jul 2007
Ralf wrapped his arms around Folsom and rubbed skin against skin from pecs to thighs. He kissed Folsom deeply on the lips and then sat him down on the end of the bed, sank to his knees, and began giving Folsom head.
Death On The Rhine (ch. 11)
By Habu 10 Jul 2007
When they disengaged, the bruiser pushed Folsom's chest back to the mattress with a firm hand between his shoulder blades and reached over to the nightstand and fished out another packet. He opened that with his teeth, and extracted the disk. He rolled the condom out on his still-engorged cock and then entered Folsom once again with a forceful thrust and a slap on his butt cheek.
Death On The Rhine (ch. 10)
By Habu 9 Jul 2007
Even Folsom had to admit with appreciation that the escape plan was quite sleek. The ship docked on the Rhine right next to the train station and the famous Cologne cathedral. The main gangplank came down and the waiting legion of police officials bustled on board.
Death On The Rhine (ch. 9)
By Habu 4 Jul 2007
Thinking inside the box, Part 9.
Death On The Rhine (ch. 8)
By Habu 2 Jul 2007
part 8 - The choice of suspicion or trust
Death On The Rhine (ch. 7)
By Habu 27 Jun 2007
Folsom's mind was racing. In the horror of what he saw and the short time that he was in the room, could he possibly have overlooked seeing a thick and bloody dildo of some sixteen inches in length on the floor by the body? No, he couldn't imagine that being possible. He was a trained cop.
Death On The Rhine (ch. 6)
By Habu 21 Jun 2007
When they both were spent, they just lay there, Folsom stretched on top of the African, and watched the ship's passage through rocks of the Loreley, with their legend of siren songs luring seafarers to their death on the tricky shoals of the passage of the Rhine between two rocky crags.