"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,...
As always, comments and feedback are warmly appreciated! * For three days I had been so stressed out, I was afraid I'd blow a gasket. Well, I hoped to blow something soon, anyway. Less than seventy-two hours before I had taken the plunge and went to a gay bar with all intentions of fulfilling my biggest fantasy. Being straight all my life, yet recently qu...
When the boys got home Les texted me as instructed. I ordered him to video call myself and David. Les did as instructed, after David joined in I told both boys to strip one at the time and remove the eggs from their asses displaying their selves to us. Will removed his first and turned it off. Next Les removed his and turned it off. I ordered the boys to kn...
In 18- I decided it was time to head west. I was a young man who had spent the last year working in one of the "gentlemen's clubs", basically a whorehouse where men went to fuck other men, in New York City. I had been raised in rural Ohio as a member of an ultra-conservative/separatist religious sect and had no other plans in life than living out my life as...
They were an older gay couple, the uncles of my wife's coworker's girlfriend Mandy. They had been together so long that it was unclear which of them was actually related to her. Joe looked a little older, since he had gray hair, but he was tan and in great shape. Terry was a little heavier, but still attractive, with dark brown hair and a well-trimmed beard....
After Ron and Gary had been living downstairs and fucking the snot out of me at every occasion for several months, they came to me one day to ask a favor. Apparently, they had run into difficulties with their parole officer and wanted me to meet with him and try to smooth things over. The alternative was, they both go back to prison and I get no more cock, s...
All disclaimers apply. This work is purely fiction. I wrote this story for a reader that requested I write something involving bodily fluids. WARNING This story involves watersports and or scat. * I have this little hole-in-the-wall bar just across from my apartment complex called Jenkin's Bar. There are never more than 6 or 7 people in there which is exa...
I started to come to. Through the grogginess, I could sense that something wasn't quite right: My range of motion seemed too constricted, and I wasn't able to stretch my limbs. Rising panic cleared away the vestiges of any heaviness that plagued my thoughts, and with horror, I took in my situation. I was lying on my back in bed. My hands and legs were up in...
(This is the long awaited sequel to Shocked Into My Place, also on this sight, submitted by me awhile ago under Anonymous). After Kelly had succeeded in turning me into a cum slut for large black men (in fact, she told me that she caught me dreaming of Alan fucking me with my fingers thrusting into my ass!), my life changed dramatically. My name is Pat, and...
You hate Mondays. They suck. You're coming down off the high (real or metaphorical) of the weekend, and then BOOM--learning. You head out the door on a Monday, early in your senior year. When you arrive at your school, you see the bulletin board is covered in various advertisements for various extracurricular activites. It's already 2 weeks into your senior...