Part 1 - Prologue, and Extending the Invitation It was my first year as an upperclassman, and I was finally the starter at shooting guard. Most of our players were upperclassmen; all of our starters except at point guard, where highly-touted freshman Marcus Washington was expected to earn the starter's spot. We had been a very good team last year, just mis...
Ellis Bellman looked at himself in the full-length mirror on his closet. He wasn't a bad looking young man; pale-skinned, slim, a bit of hair on his thighs and chest, muscles where you're supposed to have them, even if they weren't very impressive. His fair hair was long and untidy, parted on the side. He tried to imagine how girls saw him. Would they autom...
It was a typical Saturday at work for me. I was basically babysitting a computer all day, so I had a lot of time on my hands. Actually, probably too much time in reality. So naturally, since I had my computer there, I put it to good use. I pulled up a website, and started looking for a good submissive plaything. My Dom side was out in full force that day,...
(Author's Note: This is the third installment in the brownstone series. In reading order it is Michael, chapters 1 and 2, Charles chapters 1,2 and 3.) * When I woke up I was in my bed. There wasn't a part of my body that didn't hurt. The nausea I felt earlier reared its ugly head and within a moment of being awake I started throwing up. Peter just held my...
Usual disclaimers, though if you are already browsing stories on this site, you must have an idea what you're getting into by now. ;-) This story contains explicit sexual and Dominant/Submissive themes, so if this is a problem . . . wave off! This story is fictional story based on a fantasy of mine. While it is fiction, I did use myself and locations I kn...
I met Ray through a gay website that had a stories section. I had a few tales of interracial raunch published on it, and he left a comment saying how much he liked them. We had similar interests: mine was a strange desire to be submissive to Indian guys and he liked the same sort of thing with black men. I replied to his comment and we began to exchange ema...
I woke up Thursday morning feeling refreshed, and relieved, as if I'd scratched an itch. My adventures the night before with the Society had satisfied my craving for cock for the time being. At such times of satisfaction, I was able to transfer my focus away from sex and onto the ordinary business of life and my job as an at-home employee of a major corporat...
Goran saw the young man standing nervously at the reservations desk and liked what he saw. He was even happy that Serge, the maître d, was pretending not to see the young man, because that meant that Goran, the waiter, could see him to the table—and could make contact of some sort with him on the way there. Goran was one to make an immediate assessment of th...
Well I was living with my cousin in upstate Michigan, and was very bored, and tired of having so little to do. I knew I had been submissive all my life and used to always be the Indian in Cowboys and Indians so I could get stripped and tied up by the Cowboys and Cowgirls. The only thing to do around here, (I thought) was hunt deer in the fall, so there wer...
(Authors Note: This is the 12th installment in the Brownstone series. In reading order they are: Michael Ch01,02 Charles Ch01,02,03 Michael Ch03, Ch04,05 Scott Ch01,02,03 Stay tuned! The best is yet to come!!) The alarm clock jarred me from sleep I felt I just fallen into. I rolled over and looked at the clock and wondered why I even bother when I know th...