After the night of bathroom fucking, Ben and I did not talk about it at all. Our friend group still got together and partied. We had lots of hang out time around each other. He would show up with a few of his lacrosse playing buddies and the hot sorority girl he was currently banging but he was acting like his normal self. No one would have guessed how he li...
"Wait for it, lad," Graham Morris whispered to Benji, as they both watched the hulking young man being pulled in multiple directions by five Cavalier King Charles spaniels in Graham's direction across a patch of grassland above the Tauranga beach. It was Saturday morning and the bit of parkland adjacent to the New Zealand coastal town's beach was designated...
The living merchandise called a sex slave, or PET, sits on his knees in front of his nude Master. He has been purchased for a night to test his abilities, and he works to fulfill his Master's expectations with all of the breeding and training that has been engrained into his genetically bred body. His mind is as focused and dedicated as deeply as his body is...
Arthur's mother was a wild but gentle woman named Brenda. He called her Mama. She lifted weights and ran on a treadmill when she had the time, but she was still a gently plump woman. She had glossy French manicures, cute summer dresses, curly blonde hair, and the ability to weld. Her husband, Arthur's father, was Dustin, also known as Daddy. He was very prac...
Attending an all-male catholic college in central Minnesota meant spending a lot of time around men. And for a sexually confused 20 year old junior who had 2 encounters with his roommates of late, it was becoming more and more difficult to deny that I was bisexual at best, but even leaning gay. One night while studying I was getting tired and felt a late-n...
While this stands alone, my previous story "First" gives more of the back story to where I'm coming from. A middle-aged man who's discovering that being a husband, father, and leader at so many levels for so many years also needs release from those responsibilities. A release that can't come from those close to him lest it creep into his everyday life. The s...
This one was a real bitch. Just count the number of orgasms I had to bring my guys to in the time frame of 1 1/2 pages. Ow. My hand hurts. Seriously, count them. So...Which of my guys would you fuck? -K * Donovan's jeans were down at his ankles. I was naked with my back smeared against the door of the washroom stall, my legs wrapped around my brother'...
I was sitting outside the cottage door, just in my shorts, wondering if the farmer who had rented the rustic Cotswold cottage with the thatched roof and the rose trellis beside the door to me for two weeks had misinterpreted my offer. It hadn't been in so many words, but I think I had been clear enough in my nonverbal delivery. But maybe not. Maybe signaling...
Sarkopheros Says: Another gay Brod! This time with hot Brod-on-trap action. Expect the usual Brod kinks! Gay sex, stomach bulging cum inflation, ludicrously enormous cocks and balls, ridiculous stamina, and in this instance, a cross-dressing cutie. It has also come to my attention that a few people were disturbed by my gratuitous onomatopoeia. In deferenc...
Editor's note: this submission contains scenes of violence and non-consensual or reluctant sexual situations. Just want to say thank you for reading! Had a blast writing it! Wasn't sure what to do with the ending but decided on this. Hope you enjoy! * Atticus sat on the porch of his old farmhouse enjoying a cigarette. The farm was quaint and secluded. A...