My name is Tina Armstrong and I am the hottest woman in the world. Standing at five foot nine, I am a blonde with dark blue eyes, tan skin, and breast that made a gay man straight. Actually, my beauty really did cause a gay man to go straight (he's bisexual actually). It all started at a gay club where I go to when I wanted to just dance. I was wearing a...
"Can I pick you up at the gas station, as usual?" The SMS startled me, but it also made me rock hard in an instant. It was Thomas, my boss' boss. He had found out some months back that I was bisexual, submissive and quite regularly visited one of the gay-oriented adult entertainment places in town. When he saw me there, he smiled, caressed my butt and said...
Up until now, I have always been a heterosexual male. Recently, though I have been rethinking my sexuality. The last few relationships with girls have been less than exciting and have ended badly. I am not saying that I am giving up entirely on girls, but I am curious about how I would feel about having sex with another man. So, to explore my newfound curio...
My name is Carter Peterson. And I'm from Highland Park, a neighborhood of Dallas. People automatically want to be my friend because of who my dad is. He's the founder of a huge law firm in Dallas called Peterson and Parker. He's become very successful, which means that I also benefit from his success. All my life I've had everything handed to me, from the b...
This is a story of what happened to me as a freshman in college. My name is Justin and I was a football hero. This happened twelve years ago after receiving a football scholarship at a major school. I was nineteen at the time and had been heavily recruited coming out of high school. I played defensive back and had a great high school record. As a poor white...
+++++++++++++++++++ I know this story will seem implausible and stereotypical, but it actually did happen. I may embellish here-and-there to make for better reading, but it's largely a true account. ++++++++++++++++ I will readily admit that I may not be the most typical guy around when it comes to my sexuality. I'm happily married to a terrific lady who...
I couldn't be there. I couldn't stay there. I didn't know what came next. I hadn't looked at the script. I just knew I couldn't be there. I tripped down the stairs of brownstone and out onto the sidewalk of Richmond's Fan District. It was dark already. I instinctively turned left, toward the downtown area, and shuffled along with my hands in the pockets of...
This chapter eroticises non-consensual sex in a voyeuristic sense, it does not condone or glorify it. It takes some of the archetypes of gay domination or S&M fantasy, e.g. positions of power, physical prowess, isolation, bondage to illustrate the motives driving such an assault. I have endeavoured to show how, in real life people can and do save themselves...
It was my first time out here. I had heard a lot about the place. Some people wouldn't stop talking about it. The nature, the food and the people, it all sounded too good to be true. This place had all the elements. First of all, you can only come there by boat. It's totally secluded. Secondly, it has amazing beaches. And third, there is lots and lots of ama...
I had finished a week long ticket out of the Employment Office's day labor office, which was five consecutive ten hour days of construction clean-up at ten dollars an hour. The three hundred fifty dollars I was paid at the end of the week would pay off the remainder of my rent for the month with plenty of money left over. For the first time in weeks, I was f...