Zelion glared at the pages in the book in front of him, the words blurring together. He had been studying for three hours straight and he needed a large cup of coffee to keep him focused. He sighed and sat up straight. "Still at it, huh?" Hex walked up to him, sitting at the oak table that stretched across the entire library. "Yeah," he grumbled. "But I co...
Who knows when I'd feel like myself again. Hell, thinking back on it, I didn't want to feel the way I felt before any of this shit, either. I wanted to feel new, just didn't know where to start, though. Seriously, who wanted to fester on why they were miserable but the simple fact of the matter was that we humans are fragile creatures with delicate ways of d...
It's always a nervous moment when a bisexual man walks into the building where he's meeting another man purely for sex. The modern day blind date means that, if you're both on the DL and met through a hookup site, you've probably seen everything except each other's face. That's how it was the night I went to meet tika-taka in a hotel bar on the Caribbean is...
As with a lot of boys in my late teens I jerked off with other guys in a group. There were 5 of us me Paul, and Jason, Steve, Chris and Scott. We had all just turned 18 and were all horny as fuck. We met after school at my house to watch porno flicks or look at dirty magazines. My house was almost always empty until about 6 o'clock so we had plenty of time t...
Steve released my arms from the overhead chains. Man, it felt good to get my arms down again. He pulled them behind my back and fastened the cuffs together. Removing the chains that held my ankles, he demanded, "On your knees, faggot." "Now, you're gonna learn that I own you. I own your faggot ass. I own your faggot cock. I own your faggot mouth. You're gon...
I was serving on an RAF air base in the Far East. There was a certain amount of division between us army guys and the RAF and the tendency was for us to have the poorer facilities and the less prestigious accommodation, but in truth all the accommodation was very poor; we were crammed into 14 man rooms and the toilets and showers were in separate blocks scat...
This story takes place when I was in my second year of University. I was struggling with some of my course work, partly due to partying and partly due to boredom with education. My tutor, Mr Halfpenny, had call me to his office to go over some of my work and to try and help me get back on track. Mr Halfpenny was one if the better tutors and always willing to...
This is the story of my first experience with another male. The start of this story is a little cliché, I guess. I never considered myself as Gay, no even as Bi-Sexual. I'm not blind though. I know when another bloke is good looking and has a good body. I don't even mind the sight of dick and never once found it odd that I'd get aroused by the sight of anot...
It took me several weeks to pluck up courage to contact Mr B again, after going to him for my first spanking. But I did finally contact him and told him how much I had enjoyed being punished by his firm hand and asked if I could visit him again. When he responded, I was overjoyed that he said how much pleasure he had taken from making my bottom sore and he w...
Note: This is a story I wrote many, many years ago. I've cleaned up the spelling and grammar, but otherwise left it as it was. * "Do you want to look at some porn," I asked James, my friend from uni who was visiting for a few days. "Yeah, ok," he replied, "What have you got?" "Loads of stuff, come down and have a look." So we went downstairs to the comp...