Gay Control Stories

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Pecker Order

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Some clients thought the "Bull" in the Bull Thorne Financial Services name related to Wall Street symbols, but those who had known Jim "Bull" Thorne the longest knew he had that nickname because he had the longest, thickest dick in Texas. Of course, it could just as well have been an acknowledgment that he also had the biggest pair of balls in Houston, based...

In Total Control

by ghostladyred on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

As the three guys walked into the room, I could tell they were already excited thinking about what plans I might have in store for them today. All three had cocks standing at attention but they knew they would not yet be allowed to do anything to relieve some of the pressure they were already feeling. Paul was our newest member to this little group and he w...

The Window Cleaner Ch. 02: Drake

by sr71plt on Dec 23, 2017
Gay Male

Lunchtime took me down 48th Street, almost to the docks, in the Hell's Kitchen area of Midtown Manhattan West. I was looking for more than a sandwich and a beer. I was fuckin' horny. So I was in a homo dive I knew about. I'd forgotten that it was mostly for shittin' fairy types, though, and had just finished wolfing down my burger and beer and had lit up a C...

A Night at the Movie turned me Gay Pt. 02

by jamtby on Oct 12, 2020
Gay Male

Entering the room immediately caused my stomach to churn with excitement. Something about entering a place where strangers are in control and you anticipate being involved with sexual activities. The what, why, and how remained a mystery. This only added to the combination of nervousness and excitement. The woman with a strangely deep voice said, "Welcome...

Spaced

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

"God Dammit, what does the Ruskie want now?" Mission Control's eyes were blazing. He knew the communications officer was in his office again because of the Russian cosmonaut. Nearly all visits by the commo officer was because of the Russian cosmonaut. "He says he can't check and repair the space shuttle, General Bendix, Sir." The commo officer was standing...

I Hate My Master Ch. 03

by maxpotter on May 1, 2018
Gay Male

Rimming was horrible, but I had no choice. I didn't have choice in anything anymore. Chris was enjoying my work and my humiliation. The only good part was that I was in a relatively easy position so my sore body got to rest some. But at such a high cost. I'm sure Chris dozed while I continued. He was enjoying himself at my expense. After well over an hour...

The Window Cleaner Ch. 03: Maury

by sr71plt on Dec 30, 2017
Gay Male

If there was one thing I'd have to identify as Boyd Ames being the most useful to me it would be introducing me to Drake Simpson. The man was gorgeous and forceful just the way I like them—and cocky. That's just the way I like to break them. A control freak—just like I am—so a worthy challenge. I know a secret about control, having it and keeping it, though....

Squeezed Redux Ch. 01

by sr71plt on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Three weeks after my blind date with the delightfully submissive Chris, the teasing waiter from the bar where our blind date had started came back into my life. We were hiring an office assistant, a general gofer, in the office, and there he was among the applicants. His application wasn't among the best, and I certainly didn't know him from Adam before the...

Sequences Ch. 04

by luvkitten on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

"Welcome to my Kingdom." The King smiled at the six delegates from the Planets Alliance. "This is my wife, and these are my sons, Peter and Daniel." "It's an honour to be invited here." Captain Steven said, smiling at the four members of Royal family. He looked at the two boys stood behind the chairs of Peter and Daniel but didn't say anything. "My sons wi...

The Window Cleaner Ch. 01: Boyd

by sr71plt on Dec 24, 2017
Gay Male

[This is a completed, three-chapter novella, which will complete posting by 20 December 2017.] ***** I had waited patiently through three watered-down drinks in the downstairs club on Chelsea's 22nd Street, waiting for him to come out to dance the pole. I had glimpsed him coming out to do his number the last time I'd been in the bar. But it had been late a...