God, I can't believe my eyes. I quickly slip on my sunglasses, both shielding my eyes from the sun and disguising the direction of my gaze. Yes, it's Adonis himself, leaning sultrily against the guardrail outside his third-floor apartment, nude but for a tight-fitting pair of boxer-briefs. Calvin Kleins, I'll bet. The white material is striking, because of...
Let's get one thing straight from the beginning. I'm not gay. I don't have any trouble accepting gays but I'm not one myself. I thought I'd mention that right now so you don't get the wrong idea about me. My mates who are gay say that I'm gay-friendly. Whatever the fuck that means. Are they saying I'm gay friendly like some web sites are AoL friendly. Or are...
*This is one of my darker stories. On the level of 'The Bottom Tier', or possibly a notch lower. You have been exhaustively warned at this point. So if you don't like it, take a hike. I'm a little sick of making excuses for myself at this point. If you are a fan, then thank you, for staying with me. Thank you for reading my stories, and thank you for h...
Heinz Trebel and his Algerian bodyguard, Jordo, went straight to the Terra Nova All Suites Hotel in Kingston upon landing in Jamaica. Jordo left Heinz there to recover at the pool from the long private jet flight from Frankfurt while Jordo contacted the local "finder" to make sure the snatch was on for the next day. Everything had been carefully orchestrate...
Josh and David had been sitting on the couch, chatting in David's living room for a couple of hours now. As David got up to get another couple of beers from the fridge, Josh noticed the slight alcohol flush running through him. He didn't feel drunk, just the warm contentment that came after a few relaxed beers. He took a look around the room he was in, notic...
I awoke in the strange bed, my mind foggy. I knew where I was, vaguely, but the warmth of sleep still wrapped me up. I fell back into dreams again, the horny dreams that swam around my foggy mind every morning. Dreams of gorgeous warm bodies writhing in pleasure, of dominance and compliance, of others enjoying me, of sensual kinky wanton desire. My erection...
The motorway stretched out darkly before my headlights. A quick view of the fuel meter told me it was time to pull over at the next services area before I ended up walking the rest of the way to Scotland. I was in the rental car I had picked several hours before at Heathrow and was headed up to a little rendezvous in Scotland. Business mixed with pleasure....
At noon Bruce was on duty as Nathan passed the reception desk, carrying the bag of groceries, en route to his room. "Got locked in a grocery store overnight?" he called out, grinning because he knew from the night clerk that Nathan hadn't used his room that night. Curiosity had moved him to check downstairs to find out if he'd been fucking in one of the Bou...
Here is the final chapter in Daniels journey of becoming a slave. Warning, this chapter depicts rape and may not be to every one's liking. I hope you have all enjoyed reading this story as I have had writing it. I will be writing more in the future so please do keep checking back. *** It's friday and I haven't heard from Sir all week, I hate it when I don'...
The next day more of the same. Beer with Hec, stumble up the stairs. Each day I spent more time downstairs and less time upstairs trying to write. By day five, I still referred to him as Mr. Grumbles in my mind, but with affection. I even read his novels late at night. Cheesy bits but there was a taste of talent inside each bite, and the ravaging left a re...