My ass was clenching around Paul's pulsing cock. He was pumping a hot load deep in my ass. Paul had found out who I really was and planned to use that against me. To use me for what ever he wanted. If I didn't comply he would tell everyone I knew, my family, my friends that I was gay. He even took a picture of me with his massive cock in my mouth so there wa...
When i finished preparing for the evening, douching out my sissy cunt, shaving and lubing, i went out to the living room where Master was waiting and presented myself. Kneeling on the floor and putting my hands behind my back, i cast my eyes to the floor and waited. After a moment, Master got up and i heard him approach. He looked me over and ran his big, r...
Blaine hurt. Not just the muscles haven't been used in a while hurt but the all over pain. He vaguely remembered his dad and the hits, then somehow he had struggled his way to Chad's, he blushed whilst remembering the foot-job. "Hey, are you awake, baby, I brought you breakfast." Chad's voice whispered through his mind. "Hmm, I hurt Chad." "I know swee...
Fort Leonard Wood, Missouri October 1978 When I left for basic training, I was naive country boy from a small town in South Carolina. I was a bit of a mamma's boy and leaving home for the first time was a traumatic experience for me, and even 36 years later, I remember that day well. My journey started on a Grey Hound bus that took me to Columbia, and aft...
It was nearing closing time and we haven't had a customer in a while. Being a young, twenty-something bartender at the only local dive bar in this shit town can be fun when you're surrounded by toned, curious farm boys. Now though, there's nobody around and I'm bored out of my fucking mind. When it's not busy, I would sometimes browse online for some after w...
I was left for target practice for a long time. I only got out of my position to restock the darts, or to fetch drinks. Chris and Rob just talked, and I didn't even try to pay attention to what they went over. I just stood there in misery. I was such a tool, an object, just a playtoy for them. I couldn't believe how my life had turned out. I used to be a big...
Small towns are all the same. Racists, cows, and that one weird racist guy who sleeps with the cows. Personally, I just wanted to leave my town. My name is Carter, and this is how I went from promising high school student with a bright future, to a strung out slut, desperate for sex. I'm white, about 6 feet tall, and I'm built like a swimmer. That is, fairly...
Content info and warnings: This story is about a human/incubus cisgender M/M relationship. It takes place in a universe where humans know about demons/incubuses, but they're still rare, partly because of their ability to look human when they want to. It contains representations of: homophobia, strong language, sexually explicit (obviously). All charac...
DISCLAIMER: Although this story is under the genre Gay Male please be aware that it also encompasses others. There are BDSM elements to the story and also Fetish elements and if these are likely to be offensive please be aware they are there before reading. Really if there was a genre for 'humiliation' it would be in it. This features the characters Marcia...
It was late at night and I was walking the streets down near the docks. Because that's where they hang out. Down near the docks. Yeah. They were here all right. All around me. I could practically smell them. The smell of 'gay.' There was one standing in a doorway. There was one on the corner, looking across the avenue at the dark river. They were all so ca...