The following story isn't a story so much as a confession. I could have rewritten it in the form of a narrative with characters and plot, but I think I will save that for some other time. Instead, this story is more of a stream-of-consciousness confession of the fantasies I have. Being that this is all a true confession of sexual secretes I've been keeping I...
I had gotten a job in South New Jersey, not bad, right after law school. It took me awhile to clean out my old apartment so I did not get to leave on the road until Saturday morning. I was a little angry at myself for waiting so long, my plan was to get to a hotel on Friday night then check out the bar scene all Saturday and Sunday, pick a new place based...
Has been edited by Nom de Plume for spelling and grammar. Thank you. ***** The sweet and savory smell of food cooking was all it took to wake up Spot. He stretched out in a big, full body stretch. Flexing his muscular hamstrings and massive shoulders. His brown chest hair covered most of his body like fur. Master made sure Spot kept his public parts clean,...
I was forced to confront my masculinity laying back in a bathtub full of lilac-scented bubbles...my previous experiences with girls and young women flashing before my eyes as my olfactory senses were assaulted with the feminine aroma of my second-ever bubble bath, and the images of a man's hard penis seared into my hands, mouth and mind. My entire belief sy...
I love my master's cock. In fact, I worship it, and him. I am in love with him. I will do anything to please him, including kneeling before him, showering his cock with my love. He loves to have me suck his huge, beautiful uncut cock everyday. He always makes me take his sweet, salty semen on my face, in my asshole, or in my mouth. It is never wasted. In th...
***Thanks for checking out this series. The Immoral Fairytales series (four chapters) is a bit different from my normal stories. I wanted to try something a little more raw and naughty as opposed to a love story. Please be warned, the fairytales at some point may include BDSM, tentacle sex, mild mind control, mild reluctance, domination, gay sex, futanari (g...
This story is fiction, at least most of it, and any similarities between someone in the story and someone in real life is just coincidence. ***** With all the gay men out of the closet and openly revealing their sexual desires why would someone be unsatisfied so much that he would have to go after a heterosexual to become his new play toy? But that's exact...
It's hard to believe it all started with some talk on a chat room. I was in college then, and always straight in real life, although not very successful with the ladies. But my dirty little secret was that I liked to go online and indulge my fantasy: being enslaved, feminized, and kept in chastity by a man. At first, I'd wander through chat rooms and find a...
Two curious college boys, Josh and Scot, explore a gay sex club during a night of partying and get much more than they bargained for. It was after midnight when Josh and Scot came across the entrance to Forbidden at the outer edge of the Garden District in New Orleans. They had been drinking and enjoying the Mardi Gras parade for several hours at that point...
I am on my knees. Hands behind my back. Restrained. Eyes fixed on Master's strong, supple, smooth body. He is muscular, but not muscle-bound. Wrapping strong arms around my neck, he pulls me forward and enjoys the struggles of my tongue against his flesh. Suck nips. Kiss his narrow waist. Lick his firm inner thigh. The dick bulging out of his black jockstrap...