I looked up from my book and looked to my right to see out the window. I could discern the snow-covered mountains below us -- at last, we were flying over the Rocky Mountains. But I also noticed something else. Next to me was an empty seat, but between the empty seat and the window sat a young man which a noticeable bulge tenting his slacks and a slight sm...
At 18 I was very slender and not at all muscular, although I had taut legs and a very tight ass to go with my long blonde locks. I had been a total and voluntary slut/slave to a much older man for several years now. My single mom had always been thankful that this upstanding member of the community had taken a "big brotherly" interest in her son. So much so...
I'm a 30 year old man whose lover was murdered by strangers just because he was gay. It will be two years June 1st and I wanted to do something dedicated to his memory. My heart died with him but the memories of our seven years together live on. I still wear his collar. He still owns me. DDD Sam sat back letting his legs fall open, and took a mouthful...
This story is erotic fiction meant for mature readers and should only be read by adults over the age of eighteen years old. Please do not use my stories without my permission. When Dad called my brothers and me into his den at 10 AM on a Saturday morning last September, I was nervous. I knew what it was all about, of course, because dad filled Lionel an...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consentual or reluctant sex. * I was lead into a room where I saw him - on all fours, panting, collared, chastised, and a dumb smile across his face. I bent over, and ruffled my hand through his hair as he pressed against my hand, eyes closed, panting increasing. "What's his breed?" I asked, examining hi...
Travis was nervous, never in his life did he ever do something so adventurous and daring. Travis played with his wavy dark hair. He ruffled the fullness and decided to add a little gel. Travis stared at his reflection again, making sure that he looked good from every angle. The tight skinny jeans made his ass look amazing. And his tight white collared shirt...
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The best Masters and Sir's are strict "disciplinarians" who have numerous techniques and methods to teach their "slave / boy" every aspect of his "place and mission". These dominant men know the stricter and more consistent they are with the discipline of their slave / boy is - the better the result will be! My "Sir" is a truly talented man and has tremendou...
Chapter Fourteen - My Plus-One He should not have cared for Yanis and the likes of that fucker, but Ruslan was insistent. And, after a short struggle that had ended up with him fucking his pretty lover up against the wall, and Ruslan biting into his shoulder hard while coming just as hard, there he was. Johnny wished he could just shake away the unpleasant...
Rumors were flying fast around work about him and Dean, and he didn't deny any of them, even the more ridiculous ones he heard. He smiled coyly when asked, nodded when people expected him to, and said nothing at all. Hugh stalked by his cubicle several times during the remainder of the week, talking loudly about how disgusted he was by two faced dicksucker...