*Hello and welcome to the newest chapter of Poor Simon! The following piece has gay BDSM, serious Master/slave dynamics, emotional turmoil, and an actual plot, so if any of those scare you or turn you off, then scram. I have decided to devise a 1-10 scale on how rough the sex is in each chapter just to give you an idea. 1 is strait-up consensual vanilla se...
Master was not ready to take me as his slave. He subjected me to two tests. The first was my ability to obey. I knelt. He handed me a black jockstrap, a white handkerchief and a blue cloth napkin. All three were stiff with semen stains. I learned that these items were prepared from the Master's cum by his previous sub. My orders, for the next three days, wer...
It was late spring in 1973. I had just finished a 4-year stint in the army and I had only been home a few weeks. My parents were asleep for hours. It was 2:30am, and I was wide awake, so I got dressed and went out. I called it dressed. My mother would've called me a bum. I saw nothing wrong with wearing sweat pants, T-shirt, sweatshirt jacket, and sneakers w...
I want to thank all of my readers for bearing with me while I find my groove so to speak. I do apologize for the short chapters and for any spelling errors that may have been found. I recently moved and started this account while my laptop was still packed away so I was typing on my phone. Thank you all for the positive comments and feedbacks and I will cont...
It was on my fifth day of work Ally informed me someone would be coming in at 2pm for a hot-oil massage. Not only that, but he wanted the 'Deluxe' package too. "What's the 'Deluxe' package?" I asked while wiping my sperm and semen off the floor of Ally's office. I'd only heard of package numbers 'one' and 'two.' He came out of the uniform room and handed...
*Hi guys... This chapter is a little shorter then usual, but I'm not going to be able to work on Poor Simon for a few days so I'm just giving you what I have. The 'Sexual Intensity Scale' is at a 7.5 All characters are 18+ Thank you and enjoy the following chapter!* * I was sleeping restlessly, and for the first time the alarm clock woke me up. The buz...
Dear reader: A political satire of "woke" white people, particularly woke white women. Definitely not to everyone's taste. Intended to be humorous. Skip if offended by the notion of a white gal mind-controlling her white boyfriend to service a black dude. But quaff heartily if the idea gets you hot. Adam ********* SCENE 1 [Setting: A spacious but d...
Again hearing these words that should have repulsed me, in actuality made me proud, I was serving Master as his pig and doing a good job, the mental transformation was moving at pace. Any doubts or thoughts of me being a man and a straightish one at that had evaporated completely. I tried to think of what time it was and realized that it was probably only...
Everyone in this story is of age. This story is the property of UnAuteur and written specifically for use on Literotica.com. If you find it on any other site, it has been plagiarized. *** I lie flat on my back on the bed, my erection jutting out from my lower belly. I have an urgent need to touch myself, but I dare not do it without Master's permission. S...
We pick up our jackets form the Bike Stop coat check, banter with the attendant who reaches out and tugs my nipples hard, then head for the door. As we pass the main floor bar a tall, muscled boy in leather chaps and harness reaches out and gropes me, smiling at Sir, who smiles back. Taking that as an invitation he grabs my collar and slides his tongue into...