I will remember this moment forever. With a ten hour marathon of driving behind me, I looked at the stony hill beyond the road, the dried out lake bed on the near side, and the bright Nevada desert sun above it. A group of youngins sat in the sliver of the midday shade of an RV. One had green hair. One had cowboy pants and a bare bronze chest. A girly one ha...
Jeffrey positioned me on my knees in front of him. My arms were still cuffed behind me but he did untie the rope that had bound my ankles together. The penis gag was still in place and, of course, I was still wearing all that yellow mohair—the ankle length sweater dress with the turtleneck collar, the mittens and the knee high socks. I watched wide-eyed as h...
This is intended to be the first of a series of short stories inspired by explicit Victorian pornography photographs. This story includes intimate natural smells, mutual male sexual activity and an open approach to natural bodily functions - if any of this doesn't sound like it's for you, read no further. If this excites you, let me know what you think of my...
After Jeffrey's breathing returned to normal and his cock began to soften, he laughed and told me to continue to keep his cock in my mouth. "After all," he continued, "you are still tied up and rather at my mercy wouldn't you say?" I managed a "mmmppphh!" and nodded. I, too, was enjoying the moment. We remained like that for a few minutes—me tied hand an...
Standard disclaimer: this story is a very over the top work of fantasy, and it contains extreme humiliation, blackmail, and unsafe, non-consensual sex practices. If that's not your thing, please don't read it. Otherwise, enjoy! - This strange new state of affairs continued. Everyday I would report to the gym, strip to my jockstrap, and Cliff, my self-appoi...
After their first playtime together (see A New Old Friend, Ch. 01) which ended with Jeffrey giving his bound and gagged friend a wonderful, slow hand job, Eric and Jeffrey began to play together on a regular basis. As with the first time, it was usually after golf at Jeffrey's house. The two men also e-mailed each other frequently, sharing bondage pictures,...
It was a rainy Tuesday evening. Mark Böhm, a young investment banker at J.P. Morgan, just got home from work. A busy Wall Street guy like Mark never makes his own dinner so he decided to order something from one of the restaurants in his neighborhood . That evening he called his favorite Chinese restaurant. He didn't like Chinese food that much though. Absen...
The dark guestroom seemed to shimmer as Rex's eyes fluttered; the snug room was filled only with city lights coming in around the partly closed curtains. Rex and Rolf remained pleasantly in the dark as their hurried foreplay carried on. Rolf held fast to Rex's taller, muscular form as he worked his finger deeper inside Rex's very moist, hungry ass. Rex swa...
I Got Mark, At Last At last I have the courage to write about my sexual experiences. All the stories are true. Only the names have been changed to protect the guilty. STORY 9 It was a few weeks since my BI 3some with Ann and Mark. One evening I was at Ann's place having dinner, at times she liked to do a dinner for the two of us. During dinner we had smal...
It's not for me, Simon was walking to the underground from a meeting in Soho, he stopped outside a sex shop window, captivated by a stunning rubber clinging short dress, he was imagining wearing it, a young man came up beside him pushing a bicycle, "That's fabulous is it, it would look great on you" "It's not for me," Simon mumbled going red. "Oh, undo...