Somehow, I ended up at a birthday celebration with my cousin, Susan, who had actually been invited. Her "boyfriend" couldn't attend, so she asked me to be her companion for the night. It was a casual event but classy. A band played soft jazz and some people danced around while the bulk of the celebrants mingled around the pool area. There was soft lighting...
I was twenty-eight when I first met James. Not Jim but James. He was 33 years and a beautiful man; dark wavy hair, deep blue eyes and strong chiselled features. Sort of a GQ model type. I on the other hand was thin, silver-haired (as I had been since I was seventeen) and very unsure of my self in the ways of the world. I had only had a few dates with girls...
Contrary to what you might have heard, life in Canada is far from easy. Especially if you're an immigrant. Actually, make that if you're an immigrant of color. Immigrants from Europe have an easy time here. Everybody else has to watch their backs. The bigotry I run into as a young Black man living around these parts is more subtle than what I'm used to in th...
It was something of a coup, as a journalist, to get an interview with the ambassador of a Middle Eastern country. I had been working on it for months, putting out feelers and befriending staff. It was a bit like infiltrating the embassy, like a spy might do, but I wasn't troublemaker: I was in the business of demystifying things. That's what i do. I talk to...
It was like this - I was on a job down under, had three weeks to do a report on the sharks around Melbourne. Of course Kevin played up, first time we have been apart for that long since we met and decided to shack up four years back. To be frank I really didn't think I would miss Kev so much - it is all very well emailing and texting and the occasional mobi...
+++++++++++++++++++ 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...
This story contains femdom, gay conversion, extreme humiliation, BDSM aspects, mind fucking and frankly, is fairly extreme. If you enjoy it, please check out Power Trip, by wally_west, who inspired this story. Comments, ideas and feedback are welcomed and sought after! ***** Lying in bed that night, Nicholas' mind wouldn't quiet. He kept trying different p...
Millstone - ONE - (Hanging the Chimney Hook) CHAPTER SIX I had to keep reminding myself we were not actually on the Haines case. The hire from Winter had a tangential attachment to it at best, but I never liked anyone telling me what not to investigate. So, if the guy at the tailor's wanted me to not look further into it, his demand ensured that I would i...
It was Sunday afternoon, either 3 or 4pm, depending on the clock or the body's experience, daylight savings time having disappeared overnight. Parking in front of the bathhouse turned out to be a more a matter of chance than normal, providing an indication of the number of men visiting it. Entering, it was more crowded than I have ever seen it, without any...
As I got through security, walking through the airport, my renewed sexual awakening must have been in full display. I just felt a few feet taller as I traded smiles with passing travelers. As I boarded the flight back to San Diego, I continued to float to my seat from the last couple days of adult dreamland. My cock was so sore, my fucking jaw was so sore, m...