James woke with a start. He sleepily opened his eyes to observe his surroundings. The air was salty and moist. Despite any dream he might have had, James was in the building he had spent nearly his whole life in: the king's harem. His hands were shackled to the wall, as they always were in the morning. He was completely nude, and shaven all over his body, s...
This is a continuation of my previous story. I was at the dentist and a previous lover was in the waiting room, it had been an intense relationship. I was married but gay and he was divorced and bisexual. We had regular contact in the workplace although we were not always at the same location. He was in charge of a group of sub-contractors implementing wor...
His breath came in gasps and his heart felt like it would beat right out of his chest. He might normally have been embarrassed by his lack of proper clothing, but the fear that seeped out of every pore prevented him from thinking about the skimpy loincloth he was clad in. The night air felt alive as he ran through the trees. Faster, faster, faster... if he c...
I have always enjoyed being naked. I love the freedom of it but also the vulnerability. Once I get home from work I often strip off and just go about my evening routine. Sometimes I also like to wear women's underwear like stockings, crotchless panties or one of my favourite things, an all in one lace body suit with attached lace stockings, it feels so nice...
Meeting men online has never been a problem. Most of them married, white bread, older men whose wives no longer like to suck their cocks. It's been great but sometimes I go for weeks without being able to suck my favorite piece of meat. Then I read an article here by Giz... He wrote of a man who met up for sex with another man and faced an evening of forced...
Mahmud Karamanli, and thus his captive male “wife,” Billy, lived a much more Spartan and furtive existence in Derne than they had in Tripoli. Afraid for his life, and seeing plots all around him, Mahmud moved his pared-down retinue from one position in Derne to another location almost nightly. Mahmud couldn’t trust anyone in the Karamanli clan now, not knowi...
Jeremy walked slowly back to his dorm, each movement of his legs reawakening the ache in his ass and reminding him of what had just happened. His feet felt distant, disconnected, as they touched the ground; the breeze tickled skin that didn't feel like his. Was this how people felt when they did drugs? Was this high even close? He didn't know what to do wi...
Rimming was horrible, but I had no choice. I didn't have choice in anything anymore. Chris was enjoying my work and my humiliation. The only good part was that I was in a relatively easy position so my sore body got to rest some. But at such a high cost. I'm sure Chris dozed while I continued. He was enjoying himself at my expense. After well over an hour...
After his narrow escape from the pounding questions by the German police about Bruno Meister's death by way of accepting a pounding of his ass by Roman the Magnificent on stage at Hephaestion, Folsom meekly followed Roman into his cabin through the door under the stairs in the sex club. The cabin was the same size as Folsom's was and had the same two pull-do...
Mr. LaFleur was much more magnanimous about my leaving than I thought he would be. If I'd known he would take it so well—and not only that but help me find another position, albeit temporary—I would have built up the courage to part with him months earlier. It was the morning that he flogged me while riding me like a horse that I decided I could stay no lon...