Hello readers. Recently I accidentally submitted a story called "A Mom's Twisted Boyfriend". I explained in a comment that it wasn't finished and said I would correct that. This is this complete story. I have included the first part so if it seems familiar you can scroll down until you reach and entire line of these - ***** - after which the rest of the sto...
Writer's Note: This story contains dominance, submission, spanking, and humiliation. Just a heads up in case that is not your cup of tea. *** Prasang called me up the next day. He tried to sound as collected as possible, though I could hear his nerves. He asked if he could please be my boyfriend for the next three weeks. My heart began beating faster and...
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...
My name is Jesse, and I am openly bisexual. A masculine bisexual. I come from a family were nobody really cares about your sexual orientation so, as soon as I turned 14, I knew it would be alright to have sex with girls AND with boys. I was a very premature guy, so I had my first gay experience when I was 15 with one of my friend who was 2 months younger tha...
John sat in the car quietly as Scott drove them to their destination, dinner and drinks with Scott's friends. John was in uncharted territory here. He'd never met these people, never imagined his relationship with Scott would ever go beyond Scott's own home. He felt fairly certain this was a mistake, but a part of him couldn't deny that he wanted to do this....
Beginning a new day in the arms of his Valentine was the best, and Patrick decided the family embrace in the kitchen with Michael in the middle increased his joy. The young boy was still babbling on in Danish, and he caught a slightly distorted version of his name. "Jeg kan kalde ham pap-Patrick. Pappatrick, Pappa-trick, nej Pappa. Er det OK, tror du far?"...
Hey, there. My name is Christopher Jean Marteaux. Friends call me C.J. for short. A tall, broad-shouldered and buff young Black man of Haitian descent living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. I attend Northeastern University on a student-athlete scholarship. I'm one of the best Soccer players in the NCAA Division One, if I'm not being too forward. Right...
This chapter and the next takes place after Anders met Erik in Valuable Lessons. However, it's not necessary to read the first two chapters of that story first. All you need to know is that Erik is an older lover and a Dom. Two and a half years after I met Mark on the west coast of Denmark and introduced him to male sex, I visited him and his boyfriend Pe...
I have never known who was responsible for starting the Club, but whoever it was, they deserve the thanks and admiration of many a gentleman across the U.S. I was introduced to the club at about 5 years ago, by a coworker who was a long time member. Now, I should start by saying that outwardly I am a straight, happily married man with a beautiful wife, good...
Chapter Twenty-Seven -- The Mother Of All Misunderstandings Aidan was on cloud number nine. It wasn't only because Heath had been adamant about keeping him awake half the night -- actually, that made him feel a bit wasted -- and not even because of the shared love confession from the day before. It was because, simply put, everything in his life was falli...