This is a homoerotic story set in an imaginary sultanate called Ras al Shahar located in the south of the Arabian Peninsula. The time is the late ninth century AD and the story starts in the year 870, some three hundred years after the birth of Mohammed, the Prophet of Islam. The place and characters are entirely a figment of the author's imagination whose o...
Chapter 47: Trip To The Mall The sinks runs in the bathroom as Adam splashes the cold water on his freshly shaven face. He runs a towel over his lower jaw, and feels it smooth. "You ready, yet?" Merrick asked as he came in, "You're not even dressed yet," Adam jumped as he felt a quick slap to his butt. "Gh! Hey~" Adam turned, and rose his eyebrows, "Wh...
Again, as most people do, Arthur sometimes looked back on his life, and he often thought his previous actions were that of a dense and slow-witted person. In his defense, he couldn't think of himself as someone that ... well ... important. Not to Vince, anyway. On the second work day, Vince asked him to come have workout later. No big deal. Arthur had to...
The concept of this 'Prison School' was the brainchild of Ruben Styles, the gay son of a State Representative, who pushed through a bill to build and operate the school. It was a multi-purpose plan, primarily sold as a means to train non-violent felons in saleable careers, those being building trades, Masonry, Electrical, Plumbing and Carpentry. Also, since...
This story is one of a situation from my past. As an adult I now have a lot of different fetishes but one I have always had is kind of weird, I have and asshole fetish. I love them. Pink, puckered, & hairless (or almost). I'm not one for nasty hairy assholes just the smooth ones. I love licking them, playing with them, fucking them just about anything you ca...
I nervously waited in the Philadelphia International Airport baggage claim area for Angus Talbot to pass through from his return from three weeks in the Bahamas. That was half the time I'd been working for him, transferring from the Chicago office at his request. At twenty-five, I was in my first job following graduate school as a concept artist at a major a...
I've gotten a lot of emails and comments since my first story about my black cock addiction, mostly about why some guys develop it and how they interpret this aspect of their sexuality. Here are a few more of my thoughts on the subject. There are a lot of different fetishes in the world, and most people who have fetishes have several different reasons for d...
You may not know this from the tone of this essay, but I'm a straight man. A straight man who admires other men's butts. "Oh, sure," you may say, "another closet homosexual. Allow me to beg your pardon." Say what you will. I am straight, and I could write volumes about the beauty of the opposite sex. I love women foremost, but like many straight men, I fan...
I shivered with a strange mixture of fear and excitement...my entire body trembled and shook. Yoshi stood behind me holding my shoulders. I saw Mr. Binnaka sitting at the computer, his back to us. Yoshi leaned close and whispered in my ear. "Breathe deep---help you stay calm..." he said softly, "...most important...remember---this only a game! He look angry...
Please read Part 1, My wife's perspective first. Johnnie's perspective If you read my wife's version about how much I enjoyed wearing her panties please let me explain myself. Not only did Cin help me realize and accept my fetish but she freed my inner submissive and bisexuality. I'm not here to refute nor challenge Cin's interpretation of anything. It's...