Jake flipped nervously through the magazine left on the nightstand. It was all in German, and he could not understand squat. He sighed and buried his head in the crook of his elbows. Then he stretched, enjoying the fluffiness of the sheets. "Nice view," he heard Klaus calling from behind and straightened up immediately. "Who's childish now?" he went for a...
"What is this shit?" Bernie Wasserman grabbed up tabloids in both fists and threw them across his desk at his client, who sat slouched and defiant in a club chair on the other side of the big mahogany desk. "Those stories are exaggerated. I didn't know she was a man." "Good god, Danny," Wasserman continued to bluster. "You are playing parts of a sixteen-ye...
"Rob, psst., Robbie are you awake?" I'm groggy, disoriented, in a state of twilight sleep. Not sure if I am awake or asleep, dreaming I had heard my name. Lays silent, I try to focus on any sounds that might have been similar to what I might or might not have heard. "psst, Robbie, you awake?" There's no doubt about it, I'm hearing my name, a low whisper,...
Oh my god - please do not yell at me for taking so long to update or I swear to Bob I will track you down and I will cry in-your-face! ^^^^^^ From his viewpoint hidden in a shadowed corner on the deck Artemous watched the inhabitants of the city with growing unease. They were a dark race, with coffee coloured skin and hair as black as night. There was no v...
I am not sure if it is the knowing what is going to happen or the actual act occurring that is more erotic. Having spent the previous evening cleaning my colon and stretching my sphincter I was going return to the man I called "Daddy". Last week was our first time together after a few months of online banter. I had told him over those months some of my most...
Back in 1973 I was a nineteen-year old English University student learning about bondage and discipline. I'd spent the night with Gary, an older man who'd shown me how to suck and fuck for the first time. "Hey, wakey-wakey, it's nine o'clock already and my cock can't wait any longer. Roll over so I can get the cuffs back on." I was groggy and disoriented,...
WARNING: This story contains words that may be offensive to some readers. As they are not the author's point of view, such words were used liberally in basic training, especially back in the seventies. And I assure you, oh savvy reader, the story is fictional. All characters are over 18. This is basic military training of a very different kind. "How's the...
After Scott's intense three way with Tom and Ben, he walked around with a constant erection which could barely be contained by his khakis and boxers. Memorial Day weekend had been particularly rough for him, as his wife was out of town visiting her relatives and wouldn't be back until Wednesday. When he reported to school on Tuesday morning, Scott was more t...
Massachusetts State Trooper Pierre Guillot walked through the halls of the Massachusetts State Police Academy. The New Braintree facility was teeming with students. Young men and women who wanted to become police officers. He smiled, remembering his days at the Academy. He lived in the school dorms for five days a week and only went home on the weekends. He...
This is the third and last of a group of three related stories: Petty Officer Pettifer Pettifer the Gay Disciplinarian Pettifer – The Warden ***** CHAPTER 1 Kevin Pettifer: Warrant Officer Kevin Pettifer, to give him his full title, stood, cane still in his hand, and looked with a sense of great personal satisfaction at the richly welted, muscular arse...