My head snapped up and my brain spun through its cycles, checking every corner out. It was silent, much too silent. It always was quiet here in my beach house perched on the cliffs, but this was silence. Something was happening. My brain came up blank. I sighed and looked at the blinking cursor on the screen. Another false lead in the search, but I was gett...
Jonathan stared out over the balcony railing into the garden below. His heart ached horrendously over the loss of his best friend. In his mind, he conjured memories of the past years with Peter that only proved to make his pain even colder and harder to bear. It seemed the vast darkness that surrounded him would quickly swallow him up. He felt caught in a...
There would always be a police pursuit somewhere in the city of Los Angeles, and two young white men happened to be in one of them. Matthew had to spend the late afternoon inside Robert's automobile as he drove around the city's warehouse district to evade law enforcement, which consisted of three police cars and a helicopter filming the scene for a live new...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consentual or reluctant sex. This is a fantasy of a man (me) being forcefully taken by other men and contains some things that not all may want to read about, including spanking, anal sex, pissing, enemas, etc. If you're not into this type of fantasy please don't leave negative feedback. If this turns you on,...
**Station 2: The Bath Station** Adam is now standing on a circular metal platform within the round glass cubicle. The metal platform he is standing on has small holes in it, and one medium sized hole right in the centre. The glass cubicle has weird attachments all around it, somewhat resembling nozzles, all directed towards Adam who is standing the middle....
If you are not 18 or of age in your state to view such material as this, please move on… The realization, after the first installment of this story that there were many mistakes in spelling, has cause to ask for your forgiveness and I will do a better job of proof reading before submitting Chapter 2. This story is the continuation of events into man2man se...
This story is a fantasy, nothing more. It's not real, please don't leave feedback saying that you can't believe that this really happened. If you don't like gay sex or like reading about one man's sexual fantasies, please don't leave negative feedback because you were surprised. This is really a silly story with dialog that's not anything to write home about...
I stood there, in front of the still-wet painting. It gripped me, pulled me in, made me tingle, feel on edge. I wanted it; I wanted to be it. I wasn't it yet. The painting was of me, but it somehow was more alive, more aroused, nearer the pinnacle. I could see it everywhere, mostly in the eyes, I thought. They were so alive, so satisfied and . . . completed....
Thanks to all that commented on my previous story, I can only hope that this offering lives up to your expectations. UK_Dreamer * I hated nights like this, they seemed to last forever. It had been a long night at the snooker club, the tables were not that busy and the bar was poorly populated. The only upside to the night was that Chris was in and he was...
Rex smiled warmly and began to obey his apron-clad Nordic bear master. Stripping for this hungry appreciative group was becoming so easy, almost second nature! The host devil had made sure the drinks of the guests were not going unfilled. A Spiderman costumed waiter seemed to be eagerly topping all the strong drinks up. The party was ramping higher and Rex...