It was a calculated risk Tim and I had to undertake if we were ever going to break free from Mr. Hansen's iron grip over our lives. My parent's now knew the truth of my sexuality, and Tim had had a talk with his folks. His mom and dad were far more understanding than mine. In fact, I still smile when I recall what his mother had said when he outed himsel...
*Content Warning: Themes of Incest* *Content Warning: Themes of non-consent/reluctance* When I returned from the store with groceries, I could instantly tell things were different. The second chair from the dining table was gone and replaced with food bowls on the floor like for a dog. There were hooks and ropes stationed throughout the house- places I ass...
Since his liver transport two years ago, Daniel Riley had been slowing down on the drinking. Not stopping completely though, but Charlotte, his wife didn't know that. No one knew that every Friday night he would escape to his basement den, lock the door, pour a cup of brandy and listen to music. It was his way of letting go of the stressors of the week. Thi...
Jim was in the Bachelor of Fine Arts program. Their painting studios were on the 3rd floor of the Arts Building, across the hall from the graphic design classroom and photo studio. In between were the men's and women's bathrooms. I knew him, seen him around the campus and other places as we traveled in the same social group. I had no idea he would introduce...
It had been several months since Joe and I had jacked each other off at my house. (Read "The Video" part one). The encounter had left me extremely horny and looking forward to another steamy jack-off session. I had fantasized about new and different sexual things Joe and I could do to each other, always culminating in a spurting bath of hot sperm, but it did...
It was going to be his last night in Colorado for awhile. His head distant from the quantity of beer, weed, and tobacco he'd consumed that night, Jon looked at the aspens growing on the hill across the road from the cabin deck. The skinny trees looked like a choir of old men in the starlight. He wondered what they would sing, if they could. "You all right,...
All during the week something is there to remind me of Kevins cock. I see a banana and I think Kevin's cock, a zucchini, cock, a brautwurst, Kevin's cock. I get home from work knowing Kevin gave me a fleshy dildo to practice on but I get too nervous to pull it out. Finally I have the house to myself so I go to my work space in the basement and pull it out. S...
"A simple day at the gym," that is what my friend had said. Unfortunately he didn't mention how simple it would be, nor the fact that it is an all-male gym club and definitely not the fact that we were expected to service all the patrons there. "Hi, my name is Tad," I said, "How may I help you today?" As he pulled me gruffly to him, "I need my cock sucked...
The farmhouse was a 1950s tract house, dropped into the wilderness. The man in camo fatigues made Tom take the lead through the back door, across the kitchen, and down the stairs to the basement. The space at the foot of the stairs was a laundry room, with a washer, dryer, and a big wash basin. The rest of the basement was walled off, with sheet metal doors...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story is planned as a long series and will contain many different topics. if you are uncomfortable with any type of story, then you may not want to start this story, or you may want to just skip those stories, though some may be mixed in. An example is that in this story there are elements of gay, hetero, and milf. Thanks for your interes...