It was late at night and I was walking the streets down near the docks. Because that's where they hang out. Down near the docks. Yeah. They were here all right. All around me. I could practically smell them. The smell of 'gay.' There was one standing in a doorway. There was one on the corner, looking across the avenue at the dark river. They were all so ca...
El Toro—the Bull—was pawing and snorting beyond to door to the plaza de torros, wanting the dance to the death to begin. But I was in no hurry. Part of ascending over him was driving him mad by making him wait for it. If it weren't for brains and guile I would be no match for the Bull. The Bull was a massive brute. I had already pulled on my pink stockings...
When we left the club it was morning, early, with the sun just beginning to come up. I could barely walk. Jim and Atlas, helped me to the car. They had fucked me all night. I was almost delirious. We got to Jim's car and Atlas helped me into the back. He laid me down on the back seat, came close to my ear and whispered, "Call me Chris. This isn't good for...
Chapter Three-Discovery and Pain The showers for the dorms were just down the hall from our room, which was nice as both felt a little self conscious even though we knew we were alone, we were covered in cum and feeling exposed. We grabbed a towel each, wrapped it around us, soap, shampoo and the cheap flip flops they gave us and made our way to the shower...
Chapter 20. In which our hero goes to school. Back to the adult movie theater on a late Tuesday afternoon for some grazing and sport. I immediately go upstairs to the video booth area as it is late afternoon and I normally expect some homeward bound traffic. And sure enough there are several men milling about with the usual nonsense of closely studying t...
"I really do worry about you. When did you eat last?" "Please, please, don't stop," Marc whimpered between pants. "Finish me, please. Don't make me wait." "Now you want it," the dance master laughed. "We'll see how badly you want it." The two young men were lying on a pile of old costumes in the dark corner of the back of the stage behind the wings. The d...
Chapter Eight - Look At You Now The sofa was clearly there only for visual appeal and nothing more. Carter tossed and turned, but no matter what he did, how he coiled and uncoiled himself, he could not find an ideal sleeping position. Eventually, he settled for throwing his legs over one end, and lay there, like the perfect crash test dummy. There was no...
Chapter Ten - Let's Make A Salad All right, at least he had managed to make the leather chair look decent after the online BDSM groups had supplied him with useful information on how to clean cum off leather. The best part was that he hadn't needed to call Mark to the rescue, and a tissue and some rubbing alcohol that he had luckily found in the small vanit...
Here is the second chapter of "I Love New York". Thank you so much for all the great feedback on the first chapter! This chapter will delve more into characters and Devon's transition into New York. While it's a bit different, I hope you all enjoy it. ~PeterPanics * It was needless to say that I missed my flight. I had twenty minutes to shower, get to the...
I'm tall, and used to wear long hair down my back in a big braid. I lived at the gym. My friends called me Thor. I have a nice big, fat cock and know how to use it. I would fuck any hot boy that walked. They often ended up calling me 'sir', even though all the master/slave stuff didn't interest me. We all get older. We can't work out all the time. The golde...