=== Friendly warning: This story includes piss play === ***** I was woken up by soaring heat, a throbbing headache and taste of dirt on my lips. At first I hesitated to open my eyes, because I was scared of what I would see. I was confused and desperately trying to put my memories together. How much did we drink last night?! After a few seconds, I opene...
The clock said 8:oo P.M., Sunday evening. It was time to go. I checked the contents of my bag and made sure that I had everything that he had requested. In the soft leather bag, was a ball gag for my mouth, three butt plugs, small, medium and large, a dildo that resembled a large, fleshy penis, leather handcuffs, a French Maid's outfit, school girl skirt, th...
I was getting to the end of my shift today. Only two more stops, I was ending the bus route on the outskirts of town, with what I thought was an empty bus, when a clicking noise, as from a camera, distracted me. I threw a glance to the back, and spotted a hand holding a cell phone, a young man taking selfies of himself. A shift in my seat, and from a differe...
You know those people who are just not very good friends with deodorant? You run into them once in a while, maybe in a crowd, or on public transport - bonus points if it's on a hot day. Most people react to that by being disgusted, and honestly, I get that. Never have I thought that the smell of a sweaty man can be anything else but off-putting. That is unti...
This story is a work of fiction. All characters are over 18. Please enjoy. Note: If you have not read "A Motel Along The Road", please do. This story is one in which I use an event that occurred in that tale. ***** It was 1:25am and I was still at "Ye Olde Motor Motel" after having given an intense blowjob to a man whom I met on a gay dating site and want...
The riverboat hit a log, or something, on the hull right at my head, and I woke with a start. The first sensation in the soft, wavering light of a single lantern hung by the doorway was the sound of the drums and low chanting from somewhere above. The driver and cook at it again. The sound was monotonous and comforting all at the same time. It also seemed...
There was a heavy downpour of rain falling on the city. Jimmy and Williams stepped out of the revolving doors of the cinema house where for the past two hours they'd been watching the latest Brad Pitt flick. Jimmy was wearing his favourite Raiders jacket and together he and his lover stood under the eaves of the theatre building and waited for a taxi to driv...
He was half on, half off the short bunk, with one foot leveraged high to one side on a grab handle in the top center of the back wall of the cab, his back arched on two hard pillows, his hands open wide over the driver's naked buttocks, fingers digging into flesh, moaning in long, building moans matching the long slides of the hard ramrod inside him. The dri...
Clint woke up—in his own bed—with the feeling of pressure in his head and across his chest. And then he realized he was awake because there was pressure down further too. His cock was being fisted and slowly worked. The pressure on his chest went away when he realized it was a chocolate-brown, brawny arm that was weighing him down. He pushed it off him with...
Negotiating the uneven asphalt of a deserted North Carolina highway, the car scuffled uncertainly over the undulating surface and vestigial potholes. Peering through the windshield at the halogen-covered terrain, the passenger in the front seat cast a furtive glance towards the driver's grip on the steering wheel and released a barely audible moan. He then c...