A sequel to The Leather Store. *** I get off his bike and he kills the engine. He puts his helmet on the seat, takes mine off my head, and slips his leather finger into the ring dangling from the collar. "Let's go bitch, I'm ready to fuck." He pulls me to the cabin, up the stairs, and onto the deck. He pushes me against the rail, yanks down the zipp...
Here I was, jilted by the girl I had devoted the last 10 years to and wondering what I did wrong and how I would trust a woman ever again. All during that time my partner had a fixation with my ass and I was slowly but surely questioning my leanings. It all started with her eating out my rear and progressing to the point that I couldn't cum unless she was r...
I met them at my regular gym. I had noticed them noticing me right from the day they first showed up. Both were in their late 40's, early 50's, good looking and still maintaining attractive physiques. Finally one Friday night, the taller of the pair, Bob, approached me and asked if I'd like to join them for a drink. There was a nice lounge right next door t...
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...
A lazy Sunday afternoon of boredom and a constant burning horniness had finally caused me to seek an outlet. After a day full of emailing older men who I had found on the internet, I'd finally found one that didn't sound incredibly creepy and was into the kinds of things I wanted. I wanted an older man who liked young, boyish guys with smallish dicks, as I w...
Author's Note: All characters described are over 18. If you're going to play in real life make sure things are safe, sane, and consensual. But in this fantasy, just enjoy. * George would be the first to admit that he didn't spend as much time with his son growing up as he probably should have. For most of his formative years, he was in places that he can'...
This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially. ***** Stallions after Hours Jason yawned and stretched...
I arrive at your house just after dark, and I walk to your front door. I remove my shirt, then my pants, leaving me naked except for the tight hood on my head and the tight silky shorts that let my ass show out the bottom. I knock on your door and bow my head. I've been thinking about the boy in your place. When I left a few days ago, you told me that you w...
The first thing I noticed when I woke up is that I was unable to move anything but my arms. I was lying naked, on my back, strapped down onto a padded leather surface. I couldn't really see what was holding me in place as my head was tilted back quite far by a wide leather strap wrapping around my forehead. I could reach up behind my head, but there were n...
This chapter eroticises non-consensual sex in a voyeuristic sense, it does not condone or glorify it. It takes some of the archetypes of gay domination or S&M fantasy, e.g. positions of power, physical prowess, isolation, bondage to illustrate the motives driving such an assault. I have endeavoured to show how, in real life people can and do save themselves...