I have always been a very tightly-wound guy. As a kid I had to be good in class, in college I was one of the best on campus and at work, I toiled harder than anyone around me. I am also a very introverted guy and can't speak to people about my problems, a trait that has caused me to bottle up a lot of anger and misery inside of me. My story starts on a Wedn...
Preparations have to be made first. The sling is up, the bondage table cleared and cleaned, the various toys and equipment assembled and checked out. The gear is the first and, for me, one of the most important considerations -- leather is BY FAR the preferred choice. Maybe it's the act of putting on clothing that is so overtly sexual, or the fact that I am...
Friday, 25th June, 1999 - London SIMON “Shambles? Whaddaya mean, a shambles?” Simon Hathaway had to shout in order to be heard above the sound of running water as he showered away the last vestiges of sleep. His young lover, Thom Woodford, had been reading aloud from a selection of newspaper reviews carrying varied accounts of Whipsnade’s Oxford Apollo s...
"Absolutely not... I've told you, my mind is made up and I won't be returning..." Victor spoke barely above a whisper. His voice roused Yuuri from his sleep, ears perking with curiosity. "I'll be coming back for Makka... No. That's final... Goodbye, Mila." He let out a deep sigh as he rubbed his eyebrows, sitting on a moving box that was against a wall. Whe...
It was a warm spring day, on a Saturday afternoon, and Danny was bored and horny. He'd been looking at gay porn and edging his cock all morning, working his cock up hard until the head was leaking and his balls got tight, only to let himself grow soft again, over and over. Being in his mid-twenties, he was always horny. And even though he considered himself...
Daniel was eighteen years old, with a trim hard body, jet black hair and eyes to match that could burn through you when they stared. He was one of the fastest swimmers in his Georgia high school, and he took no crap from anyone. On this particular day, like so many days, he was out in his apartment pool doing laps, churning them out with a speed and an inte...
Will and I had been going to 47 Central in Lynn nearly every Saturday night for 2-3 years now. I guess you could call us "regulars". It was a nice neighborhood bar, with a very friendly (and hot) Brazilian bartender, a great DJ for dancing, and cheap drink prices, which more than outweighed the fact that the owner of the bar, George, was a persistent flirt....
Alphonse, the Comte du Toulouse, nearly knocked Luc down as he clattered down the front steps of the chateau in Villebourbon across the Pont Vieux bridge from the city of Montauban. Luc broke his fall by bracing himself on the ornately framed painting he had just carried out of the chateau to load into one of four wagons pulled up to the front entrance, each...
Chapter 2 Part I: Dirty During Class A few days after our encounter in the bathroom, I attended Blake's class. As I arrived early, like I always did, I noticed that there was a small box with a note on top at the spot where I normally sat. Now, heading into this class I was already excited because I was going to be seeing Blake and the two of us shared a s...
Sawyer Thomas cleared his throat, drawing the attention of the three men who stood grouped about him—Mr. Schrodinger and Mr. Salisbury, and of course Darryl, aka Jean-Phillippe. "Gentlemen, since your minion is more than capable of taking care of that minor annoyance, shall we... ahem... conclude our business?" The two dark men exchanged looks, the gaze of...