Revised version copyright 2006 by the author. Note: This story contains scenes of bondage and domination between consenting adult males. It's late afternoon. The corridors of the campus swimming center are quiet. The crowds, the reporters, all of the media have finally left. My office is in a part of the building they don't get to see. I'm waiting there no...
You stand in the formless void of hell, having been summoned by your master. You recently got promoted above the rank and file demons that torture the unlucky denizens of this infernal realm. "Are you ready to go into the mortal world?" a voice booms from the darkness around you. "I am, my Lord" you say. You've worked hard for this promot...
Chapter 1 Today marked a new chapter in Devante's life. Today was move in day, and all summer Devante had dreamed about what life would be like on a college campus and today he would find out. He had only dreamed about getting out of his parents’ house and out of the watchful eye of his younger sister. His only concern was being an African American going...
Max and Tony had been friends since third grade. They were always together, had similar interests. If folks out in the community saw one of the close buddies alone, they would ask were the other was. It seemed that they were mismatched. Max was tall and lean, with a dark complexion and perfect hair. He was an accomplished high school athlete. Tony was the o...
"May you live in interesting times," Anya intoned. "Man, I always get that one!" "In bed," I reminded her saucily. "Speaking of which… Josh's coming over tonight," she giggled. "Read yours!" "You are about to embark on a fabulous adventure." I paused for a beat then added, "In bed." "Well, you are going on a trip tomorrow!" Anya squealed excitedly...
Gage Angle strutted down the stairs of his new plantation house, gathered his extra-long sweat shirt around his waist, climbed onto his cycle, and roared off down the long driveway on his way to the Hornet's basketball stadium in downtown New Orleans. He'd have to wear long sweat shirts like this when he wasn't cruising now or he's scare everyone he met on t...
Corey took a seat in the soft black leather chair closest to the entrance. He checked his phone, more out of an anxious, young millennial habit than out of any actual need for it. He put the phone back in his pants pocket and looked around the quaint lobby—a couple abstract geometric paintings hung on the walls, a magazine rack, some medical posters encourag...
My name is Robert. I am a 25 year old 6"1' male with blonde hair and striking features. Up until 2 years ago, I considered myself completely heterosexual, but the events of a drunken night led me to explore my other side. I only wish I had done it sooner. There was a guy who I wanted to be my friend more than anything. He was a BMOC and he seemed like the...
Jerry Ch. 4: Team Work Disclaimer: It should come as no surprise to anyone who has read any of the previous Jerry stories what themes will feature in this one. Gay and Bisexual actions feature strongly. Even those of you who enjoy those aspects may be put off by an incestuous twist or a touch of cross dressing. Also at the risk of spoiling the story, anyone...
I'm Owen, senior class Whitman High School. My 18th birthday was yesterday. I'm waiting, sitting on a stack of old gym mats in a disused commons room, top floor of oldest building on campus. Staci had given me one of the few the keys during morning history class. Lunch hour had just begun. I hear a key turning from outside in the deserted corridor. The doo...