© 2014 by R. Keith Peck He lights up the joint he'd been fingering the moment he steps off the bus, even before the other riders dispersed Looks of horror are fired his way. Doesn't he know where this is? This isn't Denver. This isn't the inner city. This is suburbia. We're normal! A mother with a Greenpeace handbag clutched her fifth-grader's shoulder and...
There he was, this petite teenage boy kneeling and tightly handcuffed in my shower with a winter hat covering his eyes, drool and piss spilling from the ring gag onto his chin and down his hairless belly to his small rock hard cock. I slapped him hard a few times on his face, then knelt down next to him and slowly smeared his saliva all over his chin and c...
[Warning: This is a very sexually dark story. Fisting, watersports, medplay, implied body modification, chastity. My thanks to Kenji De Sade for his encouraging me to write this story after a series of conversations about chastity.] How had I come to be here? I wondered as I floated in orgasmic bliss. It had started with my impulsively writing a guy on...
(sound of boots on gritty pavement) You look worried. Don't be. Yeah, I'm queer enough for ya. You look nice. How old are you? Really. You look younger. (laughter) Well, I still ain't breakin' the law. The temptation's there, know what I mean? How much? I can swing a hundred. Yep. My wedding ring. Nope, not divorced. Not divorced. Don't want to get divo...
SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 15 It was early afternoon. Bill and I were sitting on my living room couch, sipping beer and watching game video, playing the final minute over and over. The Boulder Buffaloes had been every bit as tough as we'd expected. It was a really close game. Bill ran 30 yards, dancing all around the Buffaloes, making the final touchdown a half-...
(This is my first story. Parts of it are true. If you like it, and you and you want to share your thoughts, stories, fantasies, pics, or more, please send me a message. I'll be waiting for you...) * I should have listened. When I told my friends that I'd been offered a prestigious apprenticeship with Chef Albert, and that I would stay in a room above his...
Now the serpent was more subtil than any beast of the field which the LORD God had made. And he said unto the woman, Yea, hath God said, Ye shall not eat of every tree of the garden? - Genesis 3:1 *** The fingers splayed on The Snake Pit's grimy brick wall clutch into a claw as the cock spears the Wild Boy's ass. Something catches his eye. There. See...
Author's Note: The usual warnings: if you don't like humiliation or far-fetched stories, please don't read. This one's also very dialogue-heavy. I'm working on sequels to some of my other stories but this is a just a quick little one off. Enjoy! ***** Kevin pulled up along the tree-lined street, parking in front of the stately Tudor. He fixed his short blo...
I'm in Room 535. Hurry! he texted. Mitch set the door slightly ajar. He was waiting and pacing in the hotel room, waiting and pacing. He closed the curtains, turned out the lights, and checked the door. Still open a crack. Waiting for his Sweet Boy, Robbie, in the dark. The door opened slightly, sending a shaft of light into the room. "Dad? Are you there?...
After the four men left, Mark was too stupefied to move, and just laid on the grass while thinking about how incredible the last twenty-four hours had been. Just the morning before, he'd been a virgin. Now, he'd had two cocks rammed up his ass, had sucked two cocks, given a hand-job to another man, and received several blow jobs. And as if this wasn't surre...