The summer after graduating from high school was a time for me to recuperate before embarking on a course of study at the university, so I was taking it easy and therefore I was wont to spend long days at my female friend's house. She and I had sexual relations during that time, devoid however of the commitments that define a true relationship. I guess you c...
Like most guys, I turned to the internet to satisfy my urges. For as long as I could remember I had fantasized about being forced to serve a dominant man, suck his cock, be degraded and humiliated; basically I wanted to be treated like nothing more than a cum slut used for a real mans pleasure. Recently I had found a site that allowed you to post ads searchi...
The platinum blond was groaning and making whimpering noises. Cosmo was fucking him slowly, treating him like he was precious crystal, and marveling at the unknown why that the young man was bringing out his sensitivities in this way. The Greek pimp had been so anxious to get inside the young man, Devin, a singer in the Abias Club of the Mazagan Casino, in E...
My introduction into the world of gay sex was interesting to say the least. It was at a time of mad hysteria to eliminate gays from the ranks. Though no single incident of dereliction of duty could be associated with gay sexual activity, it was often the excuse used by NIS to drum a person of gay orientation out of the service. I did not enter the Navy wit...
Like most military relationships my relationship with Will was hot and heavy while it lasted. However, over time he was transfered over seas forcing us to drift apart. We'd meet about twice a year and make up for lost time then that turned to once a year and then we simply lost touch. On one of our last skipes he forgot to turn off his camera. I witnessed h...
By my sophomore year of college I had performed well enough in the class room that I had earned a few scholarships. This meant that my folks were saving money while I was getting my learn on. It also meant that my dad had promised me that if I rode it out for one more year in the dorms that by my junior year I could move off campus. The thought of finally ha...
Copyright 2006 by the author. *National Association of Schools of Music. DISCLAIMER: Though the organization and its national conference are real, the characters in this story are fictional. No resemblance to actual persons living or dead is intended. KN It was ten minutes past the posted adjournment time when the president finally banged down the gavel. T...
Disclaimer: On account of a few disturbing e-mails, I would like to make the following statement: The author writing under the name "Reiner Bent" does not, in any way whatsoever, support any form of non-consensual sex between adults. Needless to say that I'm abhorred by any form of rape, child abuse, incest and the like. My stories are a mixture of real life...
Rob wasn't gasping at the effect of the cock ring anymore, but he was showing how much pleasure it was giving him still when Luther played it on his prostate, by grasping the brass rails of the headboard overhead to which his wrists were bound and pulling his feet away from the baseboard to which his ankles were bound enough to dig his heels into the bedspre...
"Go on, take them all. I know you want them." Damon Wentworth was standing there in that skimpy bathing suit plastered to his groin, showing which side he dressed on, and had the platter of crab Rangoon pastries shoved up under Chris' chin. It hadn't been the crab Rangoon that Chris had had his eyes on as Wentworth came at him on the terrace in back of the...