As a child, Monsignor Rainero had always been considered a clever boy, if perhaps a bit more clever than for his own good. He was known to have very inventive and attractive ideas, but he sometimes was known to overembelish them to the point where the scheme collapsed around him. Having seen this played out time and time again, after Rainero had started out...
The following story isn't a story so much as a confession. I could have rewritten it in the form of a narrative with characters and plot, but I think I will save that for some other time. Instead, this story is more of a stream-of-consciousness confession of the fantasies I have. Being that this is all a true confession of sexual secretes I've been keeping I...
Christ be with me, Christ within me... Christ behind me, Christ before me... Timothy was a man of faith. When he'd entered the clergy, he became a favorite of the congregation. After over a decade of service, he'd become one of the most popular priests at his parish, favored by the congregation. Father Timothy made fast friends with Mr. Ian Terrace, a ne...
All participants are over 18. ***** When Jeremy moved back to the big city, I was bereft. I would have followed him there but he said ass was cheap in the city. That was all I was to him for as long as we were together. There really was no "we"; I was just a receptacle for him to drop a load in. I couldn't blame Jeremy; he never promised me anything or led...
"A Round for everyone on me. It's a healthy boy. Touch and go, but both are doing fine." The young man at the pub bar in Little Stoke, a pocket village northwest of Exeter, Devon, raised his glass of ale and everyone cheered him—or the declaration of the free refill. A few came over and pounded the not-much-more-than-a lad on the back, congratulating him on...
Elias hung from the straps in the center of the room as the Master slowly circled him. A whip with several stands of cloth hung at his side. I had witnessed the Master use this very whip on many members of the island plantation. A few were slaves brought over on boats from across the ocean to help pick the fields, but most were white, young men who were brou...
The comments kept coming, like flies to a very tasty and humiliating pot of honey. The best were from the prettiest girls. I mean, not that I gave a single shit about girls, I was gay as fuck, but their comments were delicious anyway. "Lmaooo what a dork" "Maybe you should drop the books and hit the gym sometime Mike lol" "Do u even lift, brah?" I scroll...
Chapter one "OOOOOWWWWWW! YOU'RE KILLING ME! NO MORE! PLEASE!" The boy lying naked over the cop's lap screamed, tears streaming down his cheeks as the cop spanked his bright red butt with the lexan paddle. "NO MORE, NO MORE, PLEASE." About an hour before, the cop had stopped the boy as he was leaving the store where he had just shoplifted 4 DVD's. He qu...
This story takes place in a rural area in upstate New York in 1985. ... Chapter One: Unexpected. This wasn't what I was expecting to be doing today. That thought raced through my mind as I knelt in front of the young man who was resting back on my living room couch; a lad who had lived about a half mile down the road from us for his entire life, which wou...
June, 1940, Blaye-et-Sainte-Luce, France Henri noticed how quiet the square was as he left the bakery shop with the piles of baguettes under his arm to be delivered around the village. Was this the day, he wondered. The Germans would enter the town to occupy it any day now. Their month-long movement was just about to reach the Bordeaux region, arriving in h...