Synopsis: A 25 year old straight male is lead to believe the he is going on an out of country business trip with his 50 year old male manager who also is the CEO of the company they work at. Little does he know that his manager has different plans for their "business" trip. By the end of this trip this young guy will have been stripped of his clothes, his p...
Wow, what a day I was having. All I wanted to do on my first day of my vacation was to relax on the beach and get a little suntan. When I decided that I needed to update my bathing suit, my plans and my situation changed dramatically. When Josh at the surf shop got me to wear a tiny string bikini and then proceeded to shave off all of the hair on my body, I...
You stumble into the room a little more off balance than you probably should be. After all you haven't had that much to drink. Making your way over to the bed you strip off your shirt then kick off your shoes and stare at the bathroom door debating whether or not you want to shower. There's a knock on the door and you glance that way but make no move to answ...
Clint and I had negotiated hard on me saving more money by letting him drive me to Myrtle Beach to meet up with my buddies for a week in the surf. He'd wanted to go the slow and easy route and stop for fun and games for two nights as the price of travel, but I told him that was not going to happen. In the end, I gave him one more straight fuck and he promise...
Curt knew when he was getting the raw end of a deal, but then again, it seemed he always did when he hung out with Ben. He had been invited to a party by his old friend, Ben. They had been real pals in high school but had gone to different colleges and were no longer close. But they were both back in town for the summer and had looked each other up just to h...
[This was written for a "bend the story of a song" exercise. It's a flight of fancy on a take on the Act I duet, "Au fond du temple saint," which immortalizes Georges Bizet's opera, Pearl Fishers, from the aspect of the Pearl Fishers being staged as a homoerotic production. (It is best read accompanied by listening to a recording of the duet.)] * I am alre...
Clusters of Turks sit cross-legged on richly woven carpets. Young men still in their late teens, idle and relaxed in these last days of summer, they glance up from teacups when I enter, their dark eyes like shadows, watching as I cross the room and stand at the desk and wait for the man behind it to give me a towel. A barrel-chested, shirtless man, he smil...
Chapter 5: The Man Changed Me On my way back to the dorm room, all I could think about was Tayshawn and what transpired between us. His amazing physique, his big arms wrapped around me making me feel like I was his only one. What stuck out the most was his jerking me off. He didn't do much to me but seeing and feeling him rub me up like that was..............
Ham LeMoynes couldn't sleep, and he thought he heard a noise from downstairs. Probably only one of the many ghosts haunting this old, rotting mansion, he thought. But, still, he was fully awake now. He rose off the cot he'd set up in his room until after everything was packed out and padded down the stairs into the music room. He was barefoot, only wearing h...
Wishful Thinking....The story continues. I really appreciate your comments thank you! I have more in store for you all and I won't say it's not going to be rough But what doesn't kill you makes you stronger...right? This next part of our story may hit home with those Of you who have experienced abuse of any kind. I have been encouraged by my friends, my...