Author's note: The following depicts a while male master sexually dominating a black male slave in the period just before the Civil War. I have every intent of writing a black male dom/white male sub story that takes just after the war. If the racial politics of this fiction upsets you, please skip it. When in the summer of 1859 I returned to my family's...
It was Monday morning in Australia and I was looking forward to a productive start to the week. I was up early, I went for a swim and a sauna, bacon and eggs for breakfast and I was settling in to a big day of work. Then I received a Facebook message from an old tennis partner of mine Matt. After high school I played a little bit of tennis and I was teamed...
This is the first part of a series of encounters between the main character, Eric and several other men. The story is completely fictional. ***** Eric didn't really know how or when it happened, but at some point during college he had left his Christian upbringing and morals behind. According to his parents he was a "depraved perverted piece of filth", and...
All characters are over 18 years old. ******* Tom was like a father to me, and being more than twice my age that was understandable. He was always there when I needed help or guidance. Never overbearing, but always available when I needed him most. He gave me advice when I asked for it and an ear when I needed to vent or just talk. Soon I would be going...
I was at the allotment looking for Badger. I'd been away for six months on a Uni course and longed to see him again, he was not into modern gadgets so I could not keep in touch and I missed him dreadfully. I could have had a brief affair with another student who like me was studying history but it was the age which deterred me, he was about twenty the same...
Let me start this off by saying that I am not gay. I have never had a gay experience until, this happened. It will never happen again and I am getting married next weekend. I'm putting this experience down in writing because out wedding counselor from the church suggested that if I write this down I can use it for strength if I am ever tempted again. My n...
Ever since I was young , I loved baseball. Not as a player rather as a spectator. This led me to join my University's baseball team. Compared to other baseball teams, the team had strict requirements on who can stay in the team. I was a freshman in the University and had never played baseball or other sports in my life. As a result, I was completely behind i...
I could feel his hand gently squeezing my ass through the fabric of my jeans and the stretch lace panties Bill likes so much to see my tender tail wrapped in. It was a sensation that I dearly loved. I twisted my hips just enough to let him know I felt him, and that I approved. I loved the way Bill touched me, and I loved the way our relationship had evolved....
The following story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to people, living or dead, and events, present or past, is strictly coincidental. None of the story's contents are designed to libel any particular people or groups. No rights are claimed on any of the real songs and lyrics sung or heard by characters within the story's narrative. They belong to thei...
pt.1 Seduction The beginning of the summer in 1962, I was 18, living in a small town between Ft. Lauderdale and Miami. As usual I was by myself, which was nothing new, considering I had been raised in the military, and was used to not having many friends, being the "new guy" all the time. I had decided that I wanted to get on the swim team, and I had the w...