This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental This is my first attempt at a story. Apologies in advance! ***** Chapter 1 I had been scared f...
Chapter Six -Atlas and Company The next day I could hardly walk. My ass was really sore and my whole body felt bruised. I decided to stay in bed and cancelled my classes. I had a long hot bath and went back to sleep waking up at around 11, to the sound of the butt plug. buzzing in my bag on the floor beside my bed. Damn, I couldn't possibly. I sat on the e...
*all references to characters, locations and events are fictional. Any similarities between this story and real life are purely coincidental* Today is finally the day and I'm so excited! Daddy is finally going to visit! He's coming all this way just to give me what I crave and I couldn't feel luckier. His instructions were simple: "dress slutty. Charge th...
"Is this what you want piggy," my wife asked sharply as she held Dave's hard cock in her small manicured hand. I looked up at her pretty eyes pleadingly. "Yes ma'am," I replied softly as I hung my head in shame. Two day earlier in the heat of the moment during our first attempt at group sex I had sucked another man's cock. It was something I had never imag...
Disclaimer: This story deals with gay gangbangs, gay fantasies, issues of consent, and large penises in all their erect glory. Please remember that every dick needs love and attention and some more than others. If these topics are offensive to you please read no further. These stories are for open-minded people who fully embrace sexuality with both arms and...
We've been in service to blacks for 6 months now. Mom, my wife Cindy, and I have completely devoted ourselves to the pleasures of the Superior African race and Leon. The club where Leon has us working is a nice dinner club on the waterfront in S.W. Washington, DC. We work as greeters and servers with a few other white couples and single white women. All of...
We moved my senior year in High School; my dad following the Great American dream! Through my high school years I had been the local faggot whore who serviced everyone in the little town I lived in, so when I turned 18 in my new home, over a thousand miles from my old home and reputation, I boarded a bus and went downtown to where there were several adult th...
I'm not a writer. This is my first story. It is totally true. Forgive my poor writing style. ***** My name is David and I'm a closet faggot. I'm 32 years old, work a boring office job and live alone. In high school and college I had a few girlfriends. They would blow me on occasion and let me fuck them, but even then I knew I wasn't enough of a man to sat...
Abdul opens my door and I slip in, then swing my legs in. He closes the door. He gets in next to me and starts the car. As we back out the drive, I ask "Where are we going sir? I thought I wasn't allowed to remove my new collar? Did I displease you?" "I wasn't displeased but the collar is for home and special occasions, not for everyone. We are going to my...
Mrs. Weston stood smiling at the gate, "I've dropped off your shopping on the mat Mr. Briggs, with your change." She pointed towards the two bags on his doorstep. "Ahh Mrs. Weston you're an angel, I don't know how I'd cope without you and your family, " he grinned ecstatically to himself, especially your son. Simon heard the front door close and watched as...