Chapter 9: Friends In Blue Places Adam sighed as he walked along the pier. Not one of his favorite days; he got Canned today. He smiled as he remembers the first time he heard that from Captain, telling him he's getting Canned. Worst part is, the old salty cogger STILL pulls that one on new guys and trainees. Getting 'Canned' is a bit of a sick and...
As a happily married male in his mid-40s I had never contemplated or even considered any type of relationship with another male. In fact, I had little or no time for such activities and was always very critical of such goings on between men – yeh! Consequently, when a long time friend of mine and I headed away on a fishing trip for a few summer days on my m...
We were in the study of Professor Hendrick's house, in the late evening, nearing the end of the tutorial he was conducting. At least I assumed it was nearing the end, because I was very close to coming. We were in a straight chair facing his desk. Professor Hendricks, his hands wrapped around my waist was sitting in the chair; I was sitting on his hard cock—...
The sea had been his home since he was a young boy and stowed away on what would become his first acquired vessel. That acquisition took near on fifteen years. Now he stood at the wheel of his newest ship, purchased straight with real earnings wondering if he was crazy to be sailing back into Port Royal in search of only a chance at his fondest of dreams. Sl...
Bing Bing.....Bing Bing. Aaron sat on the side of his bed, grimacing at the thought of checking the message on his phone. It had been a month since his tag team loss to Greg and Diego, and he and Matthew were no longer on speaking terms. Aaron had all but vanished from the underground wrestling scene and become a recluse. It was hard for him to accept that...
After exiting the taxi and paying my fare, including a tip rather larger than I could afford, I took a moment. Standing on the sidewalk, I looked up, past the towering palms, at the expansive white facade festooned with balconies and towers. The latter's red, conical roofs projected, brick-red, against mountainous clouds in the otherwise azure sky. The Hot...
Training. Every Lord had their own method that a pleasure slave had to endure, in addition to the basic training they all received once puberty hit. Aiden couldn't remember the first time he had to prepare himself to be trained but he was certain his nerves were not so bad as they were now. Sagi was confusing to Aiden and, a small part of him, wished to...
Lord Sagi rode into the Capital, like a man on a mission. He ignored the walls of steel and iron that protected the city of commerce. He ignored the harsh, blood red of the flags posted on either side of the main rode, which led to the town square. He also ignored the torches in the dark night that belonged to excited citizens. Sagi did not stop his horse...
Ok, Badru thought, pulling away from the slave to catch a breath. He really had to stop kissing this man. And this was just kissing. He had long since dumped that wine skin and just pressed up himself against the still chained up slave. How long had he been doing this? An hour? He hoped not. He still had to hide the slave... "Damn!" He cried, face palming h...
I am your average male—6' tall, brown hair, hazel green eyes—and I have weird dreams. My weird dreams are, like normal men have from time to time, homosexual in nature. Don't bother to say you don't have them guys because, according to psychologists and numerous studies on the subject, we do. Even the straight ones like me. Now, while I admit I am basicall...