Hey guys...I know some of you enjoy this and some of you don't...so I'll give you fair warning! DO NOT READ THESE IF YOU ARE NOT INTERESTED IN SOME VERY SHORT STORIES...THAT ARE JUST DESIGNED TO TRIGGER THOUGHTS AND IMAGES IN YOUR OWN HEAD! Some of these are only a couple of paragraphs and some of them are only a couple of pages...one or two of them took on...
Eric woke before dawn the next day with a raging hard-on. He smiled to himself as he remembered the events of the night before when his roommate, Stephen, had cuffed and gagged him and then stimulated him to the point where he quite willingly had performed his first blow job. He got out of bed and walked into their small kitchen and started the coffeemaker....
Marcus brought entirely too much food to be defined as a "snack". He had piled on peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, strawberries, cookies, almonds, even slices of cake. When he attempted to precariously juggle it all on one flimsy paper plate, it didn't end well for him. As he lowered the plate to me his rather large boot tapped the edge of the bedframe an...
Originally this was a letter I wrote to my lover. He suggested it would make a good story for this site so here it is. Light bondage?? I have a fantasy, never actually realised so you can now feature in it. We are on this enormous King size bed with head and foot posts and you tie my hands and feet to all four corners and then you finally blindfold me. We...
I waited outside his door nervously, I rarely went on grindr hookups but this guy, what he wanted to do really excited me. I had put on my black leather collar as he had asked me to, and also had a black thong on under my skinny jeans. He had also asked that I looked to the floor, kept my head down submissively for when he opened the door, of course I obeyed...
"OK, you can take him down now." The police techs went to work in releasing the body of the young man from the restraints on his wrists that had held him suspended from the ceiling. The ball gag in his mouth and the lash marks on his back, chest, and thighs—and the fact that he was naked and a well-formed pretty boy—made clear to Cassidy what he was being s...
Chapter Sixteen - The Grass Is Always Greener? There was no possible way to reason with the guy, nor did he take hints. Simon was like a stupid dog that needed a lot of training. After closing the door a few more times in his face, and a few others telling him to just go home already, Carter had had to open the door wide and try to have a conversation with...
The ping on his phone startled him. "Text when here." He sat nervously in the back of his Uber, en route to meeting a new Dom for the first time. He had been daydreaming about their online conversations online that had started about three weeks prior. He recounted the naughty and perverted things he had shared, and his limits he had discussed, and even ha...
Why can't I stop thinking about Adam? Why is it that whenever my focus strays, thoughts of him become magnetic? If I let myself drift, whole minutes pass by where I'm just envisioning the shape of his lips, or the glint in that thin, simple necklace of his. It's not even the memory of the sex we had that I keep coming back to. Although it was reinvigorating,...
This is a true story from the Bournemouth gay sauna-bar at its old location, when it had a dedicated playroom. Locals will know what I mean. The sauna-bar was huge. Half of it consisted of showers, saunas, hot-tubs and the like. Separated by a bar in the middle, the other half was a dark labyrinth of rooms. Some were private, some had mirrored windows and s...