I had been coming to Tom's place once a week for almost two months when my duties... evolved. Once a week, I showed up at his ornate condo, and stripped naked to clean. I crawled around on all fours, washed dishes, did laundry, let him grope and inspect me. One time, he had me do jumping jacks to 'improve my conditioning', he had said. And at the end of eve...
Foreword: This is a true story. The events included are all personal past experiences. The names have been changed in order to protect the identity of those involved. Ch. 1 "My First" Moving to College College was more amazing than I could have ever imagined. I had only been there for three weeks and I had already had the time of my life and was rea...
I was serving on an RAF air base in the Far East. There was a certain amount of division between us army guys and the RAF and the tendency was for us to have the poorer facilities and the less prestigious accommodation, but in truth all the accommodation was very poor; we were crammed into 14 man rooms and the toilets and showers were in separate blocks scat...
A young man closed a door behind himself, cheeks taking on a coccineous tone as he peered down at his extremities. It throbbed against his abdomen, traitorously. He sighed out a frustrated, unrelaxed breath. Every footstep toward his bed carried confusion and reluctance. His broad shoulders were tense. His hair was bristling with gel and fear. Goosebumps tr...
Jasper has a handlebar moustache which was altogether off putting when I first met him after an arrangement on the online gay line. He never said he had one but then I don't suppose it is necessarily the sort of thing one would mention. He had sent me a picture. He didn't have a moustache in th3e picture, but I discovered that is because it was taken befor...
I grew up before the internet, when the only porn available to teenagers were 'dirty' magazines. But one winter I was able to get into a local theater that showed adult films. Located in the poorer section of town, its marquee posted no film titles, just the letters XXX. Stepping up to the ticket window I was nervous they'd turn me away. They didn't, probabl...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. *** "You lost the football match." I said, looking up from my newspaper as I lounged on the sofa. William sighed, pushing the front door closed, dumping his things on the ground. He was covered in dirt, which told me that he did put some effort in; clearly, he hadn't put enough in. Fol...
When I was in my twenties, hitching a ride was a common thing to see because a lot of people didn't have a vehicle. Nowadays it seems pretty rare to see someone with their thumb out. And there is (and always was) an element of risk when picking up a stranger - you can never be sure they aren't psychos. I hadn't given anyone a ride for years, and would usuall...
Sadjams: Making Do in the Rustbelt Ch.1 Stranded Out Here (Aren't we all, bud?) Ryan and Ian [Unrequited] The call came at 10:45 at night. You never call. I never call. No one makes phone calls anymore, unless -- so I swiped open the voice line. "What?" "Hey, buddy." You're making a good try at sounding upbeat. Though you're always friendly. Something...
Please be forewarned that this chapter contains nonconsenual sex. Chapter 7 -- Nothing Left to Lose The Bird Nest tavern sat on a prime spot where Merath's mercantile piers abutted the warehouse district. The tavern was built over the water and men had to climb stairs to reach it, but once there they could sit on wide wooden decks and look out over the doc...