"Are you sure you want me to be here for this?" He was sprawled across the bed in a posture that was an obvious attempt to look casual and careless, but I knew Aleksi well enough by now--he was posing for me, and delighting in being looked at. I couldn't help but look and appreciate. He was blissfully naked, with his white-blonde hair spilling around his pi...
Jake had no idea he could feel like that. So swept off his feet, so engulfed in another one's heat. Klaus was holding him close, Jake's back flush against the man's chest and was penetrating him slowly. He almost wanted to groan in frustration and ask the other to just hurry and give it to him hard. It was funny how not uncomfortable he felt. He had expecte...
His mouth makes its way across my pale skin, leaving in its wake a trail of saliva and goose bumps. My neck has always been a sensitive area. I beg for more, my naked form pulsing from underneath his own strong body. He gives me what I want and it only gets slightly better with his small bites on my delicate skin. His teeth graze my pulse, but it's stil...
Scott Clark hated his whiteness. He wasn't able to articulate it exactly in that way; he claimed to be coming to terms with his submissive nature and his overwhelming desire to serve the Black race. Had he been a bit more self-aware, a bit more introspective, he could have accurately described his self-hatred as stemming from his inherent need to feel superi...
I followed the rugged black man down the street. Hanging onto his out turned pants pocket, I struggled to keep up. I had no idea where he was taking me or what to expect. Mr. Vince had sold me to this nameless black man. I think I over heard the price of $150.00. After the sale, I was immediately dragged from the comfortable confines of Mr. Vince's and taken...
Kurt Yarley, one of my best friends, owned a landscaping company and seven years ago, he'd roped Aaron, Drew, and myself into playing baseball—just a group of buddies playing ball and the rest is history. We had a fairly well stacked team and usually ended up with the Championship Title, which was nothing more than bragging rights, but we were totally fine w...
I parked my car in the Glen Doll car-park. My plan was to hike over Jock's Road, an ancient drovers road in the Angus hills. I'd been looking forward to this trip all week. A weekend of solitude and back to nature, very welcome after a week of incessant emails and telephone calls. I spend more and more time at work replying to emails. Even the people who wor...
I had been happily married for almost ten years when my wife, Susan, discovered I was having a gay affair with Carl. Our married life was good and loving, we had three little kids and I truly loved my wife both emotionally and sexually. It was just that I craved cock occasionally, too. After Susan got over the initial shock we sat down and talked. I confesse...
Gerald woke with a start. His mind full of dark dreams. A throbbing erection reminding him of the potent source and he cast a sly glance at his sleeping wife, disregarding the brief impulse to satisfy the urge on her. Tonight, he needed something much harder than she could ever give him. Satisfied she wouldn't wake, he slid from the bed and made his way into...
Day 1: The sub sat in his room with butterflies in his stomach and his heart pounding in his chest. After over a year of chatting and trading emails with Master he was going to finally meet him. Two times in the past they had made plans to meet for a session when Master was going to be traveling in the area where Slave lived but situations came up that forc...