The dreams were variations on a theme. He was just a kid, under her control once more, and she'd left him alone—again. Locked him in a closet, one of many she used to contain him. She always claimed it was for his own good. Told him she just wanted to keep him safe. Even at the age of eight, Marshall didn't believe her. But he was helpless to do anything abo...
So sorry for the long absurd wait! Huge thanks to Khasy for editing this for me! I'd like to mention that this story is a work of fiction and any similarity between the characters and any live person is coincidental. If it is illegal in your jurisdiction to read material containing m/m romance between consenting adults then LEAVE NOW AND NEVA' COME BACK....
Part 2 : Winter is Cumming On a cold winter day...about four days after my humiliating (and very gay) 'lose' to Brian...I was in the shower thinking about our bet and what happened between us. I still haven't cum to terms with the fact that I swallowed Brian's...I can't even say. Shame poured onto me like the water of the boiling hot shower. I can't believ...
So what happened? There I was 35, divorced and hadn't dated in almost a year. Most of my early adulthood was filled with wild nights and times. When I was twenty I had more women in a month than I have in the past five years. So I sat there in my one bedroom apartment trying to figure things out. Heck even when I was younger- okay so I was experimenting.....
This is the fourth part of my story, based on experience, I am afraid that this episode does contain enforced drugging, please don't read this if it offends and just think of it as a story, fiction, though in this case not. I apologise to those who want immediate sex, my chapters are quite short and this one particularly so, it is quite stressful trying to p...
Hello guys and welcome to yet another interesting chapter of this story. Before I go into writing I would love to thank you guys a lot for your love for my stories and for me as well. You guys are my inspiration and I love you a lot. I just hope you will find this chapter interesting. Don't forget to drop your comments at the end of this chapter and don't fo...
[I don't want to hear sad songs anymore, I only want to hear love songs I found my heart up in this place tonight Don't want to sing mad songs anymore, Only want to sing your song 'Cause your song's got me feeling like I'm in love -Rita Ora] [By Emri] +++ "This will let anyone know to whom you belong," Mr. Hamad told me as he opened a file on his desk...
Sexual harassment is a trending topic these days, generally as it relates to men in positions of power harassing women. Not much is said about men in positions of power harassing other men. Whereas I don't expect to begin a #metoo movement centered around it, I thought I would tell my story. I had been out of high school for a couple of years and - after wo...
High School: Confusion *1* All throughout high school, I was the kid that always couldn't wait to get the fuck out of here. Westbrook high school was a nightmare, in my mind. It was filled with rude guys, bitchy girls, and teachers that didn't seem to understand for a second what it felt like to be a teenager. It sucks. Being a gay teenager is probably ha...
This story is a work of total fiction. Any resemblance to real people, dead or living, is purely coincidental. Certain sexual activities, including BDSM, that may be depicted in the story are only safe in fictional literature scenes. Matt had just turned nineteen and was required to have a physical exam to enroll in college, so he made an appointment to s...