The next day dawned bright and early at 8 AM with my cell phone alarm chiming. I clicked it off and looked at the floor to see Allen, my new slave, lying there in a diaper. His cock was creating a bulge in it from his morning wood, and I salivated at the thought of it. I crawled over to him in my doubled up diaper (which I had soaked again during the night)...
Debby was carrying some folders to her boss, Jerry Walker. It was close to quiting time and she was anxious to get home to her husband, Craig. They both got home about the same time and in the length of time that it took them to strew their clothes across the living room, they were locked in a loving embrace. Last night they only made it to the hallway leadi...
I hesitated a long time before I advertised on Craig's list. I was 18 and had left school two months before. I had a place at university for the following October, almost a year ahead. I was living at home and had a mindless temporary job in a solicitor's office that made no demands on anything but my time. I'm a very shy person and no one knew I was gay exc...
This story is a sequel to "Clayton's Available Ass", which was a sequel to "A Day in the Life of Dr. Smithers". It is about a group of convicts standing in a line, or train, to have anal intercourse with another man. If you find this sort of thing offensive, I suggest you not read it. * "That's him," Snake Hanson whispered to his cellmate, Bill "Rocky" Ro...
The time Jim and I shared with his fiancée was enjoyable, she was a beautiful woman, but Jim and I seemed to mutually agree, without any discussion, that we enjoyed our time together, just the two of us. We both agreed that we were planning on staying mutually exclusive, neither of us expressing any desire to seek out other guys for sex. We enjoyed what we d...
Note: story contains rough sex, dominance, and violent themes. * I've always been the type of man into really feminine boys. I like skinny little twinks who want to be fucked and roughed up by a real man. Nothing makes me harder than a pussyboy begging to ride my hard cock and moaning "Daddy" as I slide in and out of his tight hole. I'm 6'-2", solid muscl...
You know the drill, don't read unless your of age. If you like this pure fictional story or have comments / ideas let me know through the email link in my profile. ENJOY We had settled into a routine of sorts. I was now resigned to being his man-servant and kind of enjoying it. The sex was relentless; he was always hot and horny and could easily cum 4 or...
This chapter contains urine ingestion, and torture. Chapter 5 David didn't seem to respond to me walking into the basement. He was in the half sleep that one can sometimes manage while hanging from your wrists. It was chilly in the basement, especially overnight, but sweat beaded his face. Trying to stay on your tiptoes all night would create cramps, but h...
From the holes in the crate I saw a flag. I was in Texas. I had learned that the plane was a Company plane. It was full of slaves in crates all around me. The conversations we had were enlightening. Female slaves tended to hate service completely I heard from them it was because many were prostituted. There was only one female on that flight that truly lov...
Tommy and Cindy had been married two weeks. They were on their honeymoon in Florida. They had wanted to escape the cold of Boston and took a bus to Florida. They didn't have a car, as a matter of fact about all they had was each other. They had been out at a secluded beach all day, fucking themselves ragged out in the dunes. Now they found that they had miss...