I wish I knew I had these sissy urges when I was younger. Who knows, instead of getting married, having kids, and living the "American Dream," I might have discovered hormones, worked my body into shape, and become a tranny porn star. After all, how often does the American Dream really work out anyway? I'm unhappily divorced, my oldest is on his 6th year of...
By the age of 18 my powers had fully formed. I hadn't tested the limits of them all but their guiding principles had been figured out to me. Alteration of the human mind was something that came as natural as blinking to me but only became unlocked as a young teen. I made questionable decisions during that time and agree that they were not 'good guy' moves....
The clock ticked mercilessly on the bedside table. It had been exactly twenty-two minutes and four months since Oliver had said goodbye to his lover of one and a half years. Sometimes he still played their last argument back in his mind, in the quiet, lonely hours of the morning. It was rarely quiet in the dorm at his university in Southern California, being...
“7:10am! Damn! “, I said to myself as I stood in front of Apartment 3D. I had been knocking on the door and pushing the buzzer for ten minutes. No answer! I had just tried using my cel-phone to call Josh’s number; it rang and rang. No answer there either! “What th’Hell!” I was supposed to pick up the new guy, Josh, to make a 10:00am sales call on a cu...
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...
I first saw Lenny at our local YMCA. I don't know what it was but it was just something about him that sparked my interest as he leant over the pool table to score a terrific shot . His colleague was a bad looser, waved his hands in the air, swore and slammed his cue down. I empathised with Lenny who I knew was a shy boy, he looking a little dejected and I...
Ranklestein chomped on his cigar and sucked smoke into his lungs as he stared at the text on the laptop. "Fuck. What a boring piece of . . . of boring crap." The buzzing of the phone jerked him away. "Hi," he barked. "Hi. So how's it going? I need those five thou by this afternoon, Rank. Five thousand, is that so hard?" "Hard? Hard? This Manissus is a moa...
This story is about what I did to please my online Mistress Nikki who wanted me to do kinky and humiliating things to please her. Her goal was to turn me into her gay panty boy slut. ******** Friday ******** I left work early Friday afternoon to do as she demanded. After training me to suck cock by sucking a dildo, she demanded I take it to the next leve...
copyright 2007 by Sedonia Guillone "Hey, Paul, will you photograph me?" Paul froze. He clutched his towel and stopped in mid-rub of his wet hair. The room filled with silence, the only sound, the evening spring rain that pelted the living room window. Slowly, he lowered the towel, turned, and looked at Carlo. Large brown eyes watched him from under a thi...
"Learning More Each Day" 8====> Marc and I had an enjoyable meal in the dining room of the 120 year old Blennerhassett Hotel. (I kid you not...that is the name of it!) I was in the mood for their prime rib and he wanted the chicken cordon bleu they were famous for. Our conversation ran the gamut of a few business things I needed to get with him on, and als...