Arlo scowled as he stepped into the house he once called home. The two words were almost always used interchangeably, but they were as different as night and day to Arlo. Jake stood behind him, in uniform. Arlo walked quickly to his room, and grabbed a suitcase. He quickly packed some clothes, and some personal items, before zipping up the red rolling suitca...
Chapter 2 - The Highland Festival - The Ride Continues This story contains elements of non-consensual relations, and abuse. This story is a fantasy and should be taken as such. If you don't like my story, then don't read it, or better yet write your own. This is my first story and something I'm trying out. For those wishing to add nice comments, or HELPFUL...
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between the real world or anyone else's story is just coincidence. Breaking Point He had a plan. It was cowardly. He knew that it was, but she was so forceful and oh so hot. ... Over the phone. "Rob, this is Tim. Do you have a minute?" "Sure, Tim. For you, no problem. What's up?" "I need to ask a huge favor...
*"Help me Figure out the difference Between right and wrong Weak and strong Day and night Where I belong and Help me Make the right decisions Know which way to turn Lessons to learn And just what my purpose is here"* * "So, how about a date Friday night? I have off." Ben asked James as he dropped him off at home. "What is your schedule normally...
In chapter 1 I told how I first became aware of the power and allure of black cock and how I met my wife Lee. My new bride Lee, and her lover, Leshaun were still on our honeymoon and were due back in 2 days. I'd been invited to my in-laws while Lee was off on her jaunt. Dad, my father-in-law, and I just watched his wife get blacked fucked. Dutifully, we...
I don't really regard myself as a writer, but a few years ago, when I was in school, I always got good marks for my written English. So, as I have a story to tell that a few people might be interested in, I thought I'd try my hand at telling about my short life so far. I'm gay. Please don't ask me why. I think I know why but I'm not certain. I can be quite...
I knew I was screwed when the toilet overflow the third time that night. I had to call a plumber. I hated to do it since I was in between jobs but I had to have functioning toilets. After searching the phone books I called a local guy to fix my problem. At that moment I envisioned my money going the way my life was, down the toilet. Until recently, I had a...
This new stranger, that now stood so quietly behind me, had just locked my door. This ensured his complete uninterrupted privacy with me, as my cock and balls hung helplessly into the wall's glory hole. Pressed tight against the wall and strapped in by my wide spread ankles, my wrists strapped above by head, a large very tight strap around my waist and a str...
"Did Joey respond yet?" Ryan yelled from the bathroom. I looked down and read aloud, "Fuck yes. Be there in 15." "Sweet. Change the bedsheets for me." He yelled back. I don't know what was wrong with me, but I simply complied. I went out into the hall, feeling sullen, grabbed some sheets from the linen cabinet and started changing our bed. Ryan came out,...
Moments of tenderness are few inside a male prison institution. That is not because Jails have an insufficiency of love, compassion, companionship and many other things we take for granted when we are cared for. It is a gross oversimplification of a massively complex psychological maze, more because there is so much need, that care must be shared among so ma...