I finish applying my lipstick and take one last look at myself in the mirror. I'm almost stunned at the reflection that stares back at me. After months of training and feminization I look like the perfect slutty fuck toy. I feel my little cock begin to get hard and strain against my chastity device as I look over my changed body. The strict exercise regimen...
Besotted with Phil © Alex Carr 2010 "Are we meeting tonight, Phil?" "What you mean, Pete is are we fucking tonight!" "Well -put that way yes - so? "Pick you up after work, usual place, Pete, we can have a meal out and a glass and then back to my place?" "That's fine" I said. "You must surely have r -e- a -d my mi- nd" Phil continued, his signal bad the...
He stopped calling. No more texts. He just disappeared. It felt like he was my first boyfriend or at least a friend with benefits, but I guess not. As the days passed, i became more and more offended, questioning myself. Was it something I said or did? Finally, I grew enough courage to overcome my submissiveness and initiate contact. I texted, "Are you OK?...
The following is a work of fiction. All characters are at least eighteen years old. ***** I am happily married thirty eight year old man. I have a steady job that I love, a nice house in Southern California, and a beautiful wife. My problem is that lately I have become curious. I have always been a very sexual person open to all new experiences. I have a v...
Chapter 3 Griffin's POV Graham just came out to me. I don't know how to react. My first reaction is to grab Graham's hand and say, "Me, too," but instead I do something that is horrible, unforgivable. I get up and walk out of the coffee shop. I don't really know where I am. I decide to go left towards the thrift store where we had been a half hour ago. Wh...
This is fiction based on fantasy involving a married couple and the husband's desire for gay sex. If this upsets you, please don't bother reading it. Thanks for any comments. ***** My wife and I were on vacation, spending some time in Portland, Oregon. When we are away from home like that, we like to do things we would shy away from in our home town. In...
Being spanked as a means to foreplay was no mean task, and before I met Thomas I had no leanings that way. In fact the whole business of the hard stuff when it came submissive extremes was way out of line for me. But Thomas was so persuasive I would have found it difficult to refuse him, and as he was a real nice guy, I didn't want to do that. His frequen...
I was sprawled on the couch when the doorbell rang. I wondered who it could be at this hour, since I hadn't ordered pizza and don't get many surprise visitors. I opened the door. It was the hot guy I'd seen in the airport: short black hair, blue eyes in a round face, a somewhat stocky build that looked like a thin layer of fat over a lot of muscles, jean ja...
*3* I wouldn't exactly call myself beautifully gorgeous or an Adonis. I'm just a good looking guy. I have short brown hair, deep blue eyes and a killer smile. I'm not this big ripped and muscular guy, I would simply call myself slim. I do have the V-shaped torso, though, which I find a nice quality. I'm not a whore either. I'm simply a guy on a mission. My...
Danny locked the door to his room on Sunday morning after he was finally alone and wouldn't come out even for the offer of lunch upstairs. Then when it was dark he slipped out to find something to eat somewhere where no one would know him. The bar wasn't open on Sundays, so there was no requirement for him to work. He was thinking increasingly of what he wa...