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...
The protagonist in this story, though an avid participant, intellectually, is physically a victim of a limited consent sex act, therefore, If you disapprove of limited consent stories DO NOT READ further. * * * I was standing at the urinal in a gas station one day, my sweats pulled part way down, when it occurred to me I should probably be in a stall if I...
Neal had to piss like a racehorse. Why did he drink three large coffees when he knew he would be on the road for a while? "Need to stay awake is why," he thought to himself. Neal's business meeting had been moved to 8:00 am sharp and of course it had to be almost 2 ½ hours from home. That left him putting the pedal to the metal and going way over the lega...
The following story is a fictional account. The characters are entirely unreal and so are their situations. Thus no direct attention was paid to probability or safety for the characters. Such practices should not transfer over to real life situations. Practice safe, sane and consensual sex. For your own damn good. If you have problems or issues with queer po...
After the enormous feedback from readers on my earlier experience with the watchman next door, I knew I had to write about another experience I had many years ago. This one too gets me very hot and horny whenever I think about it. * * * * * Like the previous incident, this one happened many years ago. It had been a long and tiring day. I had a lot of work...
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Straightening Out Wrinkles Ch. 2: Next Time. Meet him at the same pub. Him with four other men (Doug, Dave, Jeff, Harry) all in 50’s. Have me suck them off in toilet. Pisspot. Taken to a quiet park and I get ganged by this group of older men. Have to suck each to erection and take each load up my arse. Friday came all too slowly. I arrived at the pub ea...
Hoshi a once sexually innocent youth of Eighteen years is hanging out wearing only a pair of pink six inch platform high heels, with his toes and nails painted a similar color. Hoshi's mouth was just filled to the overflowing with his friend's Dion's cum. Hoshi is Japanese, from his mother's side, with shoulder length black hair, long lashes small nose and f...
Ch. 2: Next Time. Friday came all too slowly. I arrived at the pub early, what was the point of not appearing eager I was! I had my second drink in hand when Malcolm entered and ignoring me made his way across to a table where four other men had been sitting drinking. I'd caught them looking at me and realised that Malcolm, must have said something to them....
This story, I think, should be considered a gothic thriller. I haven't written actual horror since I was a teenager. But the idea for this story hit me and I started writing. My hopes are that it will leave the reader breathless and wondering what just happened. It'll be a short story with only a few chapters and I hope you'll enjoy the suspense and thrills....