[Written with thanks and a nod to a fairytale told by early twentieth-century Italian diplomat Daniele Varè] *** The weight of the man lifted off young Han Li, who sighed, and attempted, unsuccessfully, to move from his prone, bent, and spread position. The imperial guard captain had been on top of the eighteen-year-old young man, between his legs, inside...
Somewhere in Upstate New York, in the fall of 1978. ******* Chapter One: Mom's boyfriend. As was my custom each Saturday night, I made my way down the hallway toward my mother's bedroom after her light went out. Being quiet on my feet certainly helped in this situation, and as I stood on the other side of the door, I leaned against the wood while waiting...
I'll never answer another Craig's List ad! I will never place or answer another Craig's List ad as long as I live. I swear to God I won't. As soon as I got home from what happened at this meeting, I deleted my listing and any messages that I received from it. I then deleted Craig's List from my computer's "favorites list". I'm finished with Craig's List, f...
*All characters in this story are above the age of 18 years old* *This story was inspired by and written with the permission of redbeardedsf. The characters and situations involved are from his story "The Ultimate American Boy Contest." He is a writer of excellent slave boy erotic fiction. If you are Nifty enough you can read his stories, and get a better u...
Prince James looked nervously through the carriage window. A few hours ago the green plains of Oram had transformed into the thick coniferous forest of the northern frontier. The forest were foreboding with an uncountable number of large and ancient trees. The forest was so thick that little sunlight made it down to the road. For all Prince James knew, every...
"Come now," the auctioneer said. "Ten denarii is an insult for quality such as this. This young man is fluent in Greek and Latin and trained as a scribe from childhood. He writes both languages in a beautiful hand and knows mathematics. Those skills alone deserve a better bid. And look at this body; they write poems about bodies like this. With him you get a...
I'm driving home and as I approach the stop light, I'm behind an army guy on a motorcycle. I can see in his mirrors that he's kind of cute, but probably straight and married. But hey, a guy can look right? The light turns green, he kicks off his bike and turns the corner, as do I. I end up following him accidentally for a little while, then he goes straigh...
This story is entirely fiction—it has a copyright and can not be used without written consent. * PRISON MEAT: Part One "Prison Barter System" Joe lay motionless in the hospital bed; the cavernous prison ward was dark, illuminated only by the red glow of the exit signs. A soiled neck bandage covered a four-inch slash, received defending himself from the "b...
*** This is an absolutely true story about how I became addicted to pleasuring older men and the event that led to me sucking my first cock. This is my first attempt at writing and I will try to recreate the event as accurately as I can remember. I am not a professional writer just a guy wanting to share his first blow job experience. (Male/Male, exhibition...
"My truck's just over here," the trucker said. He led me over to a huge semi with a large cabin behind the driving compartment. He opened the door to this cabin, and I saw that there was a short-lengthened twin-sized bed in it along with some shelves, a compact john, and a small refrigerator and cooking unit. The bed was covered with pillows and there were s...