When I woke up that Saturday morning, I made a bowl of cereal and opened up Grindr. The moment I did I was yet again bombarded with messages and taps from several different guys who were clearly all soldiers. Half of the guys that messaged me sent dick pics (of course), and the other half acted like they just wanted to chat. Yeah right. Well, I figured I'd...
The next few weeks Nathan went back to normal. Wake up, Work, Wank, Sleep. Almost forgetting about his encounter with Ryan. It wasn't until a month later that his urges to lock up his cock would come back. He started to remember Nathan and his offer. "He did say I didn't have to show my face" he thought to himself trying to ease his shyness. He pulled open...
Nathan paced around the shop for a few minutes while building up the courage to purchase the chastity device. This was his first time inside a sex shop, and he was very uncomfortable. He saw shelves full of different toys, each one exiting his mind with sexual thoughts. He noticed the device he wanted was behind the counter, but in order to seem less awkward...
Note to readers: This story contains nonconsensual sex between men. If nonconsent or reluctance isn't your thing, feel free to move on. Otherwise, enjoy. ***** Evyn slumped down against his door, holding his head in his hands and quivering all over. He knew it was coming tonight. He'd just seen Jeremy in the hall, he'd seen that hungry look in the man'...
Author's note: This story was written while I was self-locked in chastity, and the locations are loosely inspired by real locations that I have been to with friends. This is otherwise a work of fiction which involves accounts of some things I haven't done (yet!) so hopefully it mostly rings true. Your comments and constructive criticism are more than welcome...
Preparations have to be made first. The sling is up, the bondage table cleared and cleaned, the various toys and equipment assembled and checked out. The gear is the first and, for me, one of the most important considerations -- leather is BY FAR the preferred choice. Maybe it's the act of putting on clothing that is so overtly sexual, or the fact that I am...
It all depends on you in the end. You need to decide if you want to take pride in your submission or do you want to be humiliated by it. Would you like to be treated like a prized possession, to be placed in ways I find pleasing and, in exchange, have all your needs be met at my whims? Or do you want to be treated like a slut, to be taken as many times and b...
Author's note: Unconvinced Jaspar's learned his lesson, Kleine insists he bring Carl to his room, so he can ensure Jaspar handles him correctly going forwards. Contains themes of non-consent/reluctance. * * * * * Sam helped me off the bed, and I stumbled into the bathroom to take a shower on weak legs. It'd been a long night. Still, my first experience...
Small towns are all the same. Racists, cows, and that one weird racist guy who sleeps with the cows. Personally, I just wanted to leave my town. My name is Carter, and this is how I went from promising high school student with a bright future, to a strung out slut, desperate for sex. I'm white, about 6 feet tall, and I'm built like a swimmer. That is, fairly...
It had been just over a year since Oliver had taken control over my life. And control it he did. I went from being a promising young salesman, to an assistant, who handled all of my boss' accounts, and also served as his cock slave. Oliver had moved into a much larger penthouse apartment, while I was struggling to feed myself on a weekly basis. Not only was...