Fantasia was a wildly popular place. Even on a weeknight, it was busy. On a Friday night though, and with Kickback playing, Fantasia was a madhouse. Somehow, although Dillon had no idea how it could have been done, Carter had managed to reserve them a booth in the best location. It was a central spot, not far from the bar, the dance floor, or the bathrooms....
Edgewick guided my lovely rival, still-sniffling, to the opposite corner. I listened for extra swats but didn't hear any, which I suppose was fair since he was freshly caned, whereas the burn in my bottom had had a chance to dissipate somewhat--while I got to watch a highly enjoyable show. The time in the corner passed slowly, but my cock stubbornly refused...
Note: This is the fist of a series of stories detailing the many erotic aspects of gay male bondage. Subsequent stories may include extreme buttplay, watersports and fantasies of rape. If you find such themes offensive, please do not read the Second, Third and Fourth Cycles which are forthcoming. * * * * * The empty loft was dark and cold. I was kneeling i...
Alex wrote in the last chapter how we three. Myself Alex and Jason, I have linked together and I would like to tell you how it is from my point of view. Okay I admit it is always a great thrill and pleasure to watch Alex and Jason in action. It is not just that though; I get a lot of psychological gratification out of it too as well as merely the highly fus...
Taylor stepped into the apartment. Anticipation hurried his movements as he kicked off his shoes and slipped out of his jacket, then he paused and forced himself to take the time to put them in their proper place. He ran fingers through his blond hair, contemplating whether or not he had enough time to take a shower before Drey showed up. The thought of the...
*Hey friends! It's been WAY too long since I've had a series going, so welcome to the first installment of Onus. I've been told in a few comments and emails that I'm a bit of a bitch when it comes to my characters, and what I put them through. I've decided to start giving trigger warnings. I write very violent material. It's just what I do best, so I'm so...
"Hey, Matt? I can't tell which one of these shirts is the black one," Emmett Clark shouted frustratedly across the apartment while trying to feel the difference in the fabrics over and over again. He heard Matt's footsteps start down the hall. "Whoa, man, put some jeans on. You know you're not my type," Matt joked, walking through the doorway seeing Emmett...
This chapter contains urine ingestion, and torture. Chapter 5 David didn't seem to respond to me walking into the basement. He was in the half sleep that one can sometimes manage while hanging from your wrists. It was chilly in the basement, especially overnight, but sweat beaded his face. Trying to stay on your tiptoes all night would create cramps, but h...
Colton sat down and rubbed his face. One week ago he brought his boss home after a car crash. He didn't really think about it. He did what any sane person would do. And now his boss wanted to be his friend. Colton wasn't sure what to do. On one hand, he could finally have a friend after five years of self-induced solitary, or he could forget Jared in fear...
For Andrea. Okay, here goes. I've never attempted anything like this before, reaching into my deepest, darkest sexual fantasies for another's pleasure. Well, maybe not the deepest, darkest but ask me about that another time... And why should this be deep and dark? Enough, here goes. I hope you like it. It is a balmy summer's evening and we have come out i...