* * * * * * * * * * Captives Of The Mountain Men * * * * * * * * * * The bare concrete floor was icy cold against Tom's feet as his captors escorted him to the dungeon in their basement. Tom was in his mid-20s and built like a football player, with buzz-cut blond hair. He shivered as the cold concrete floor drained his body heat. He felt vulnerable . . ....
It's Sunday afternoon and I'm waiting for Fred. Last night, I met him at a gay nudist party. We had sex in front of a bunch of naked men. Today, it's just going to be us. The doorbell rings. I sing, "I think we're alone now / Doesn't seem to be anyone around" as I get up and cross the living room floor. Fred's a big black bodybuilder with skin the color of...
I'm kneeling on my rumpled bed with an immense hard-on, looking at a hot black bodybuilder named Fred. He's lying on his back with his legs spread in a wide Vee, lifting his muscular butt and showing off his sexy little puckered hole. Fred's a big black bodybuilder with skin the color of chocolate milk, tightly buzz cut hair, and an angel's face. I'm tall,...
What you're about to read: This is a work of historical fiction—recent history—inspired by actual accounts, so it's rather realistic though definitely fictional. The novella is built around themes I find erotic: captivity, sexual tension, male intimacy. However (disclaimer and spoiler), you won't find any full-blown sex here. This is the story of a queerly r...
****Everyone in this story is fiction and is over the age of 18**** Chapter 10: Ain't Talkin' Bout Love Dick: The next day, Jason and I woke up at 6:45 am. We didn't even discuss the events of last night, instead Jason jumped in the shower and I went to get breakfast going. When he was done, he got dressed and we sat down to eat together. While we ate, we...
Thank you all who have been reading and following along. I always appreciate getting feedback. It helps with becoming a better writer and it's always an ego boost, so feel free to reach out. I will always respond! The usual spiel: This isn't a stroke story, (more porn with plot.) Be warned, it's very long. 33+ chapters, and many sexless ones to come before...
Thank you all who have been reading and following along. I always appreciate getting feedback. It helps with becoming a better writer and it's always an ego boost, so feel free to reach out. I will always respond! The usual spiel: This isn't a stroke story, (more porn with plot.) Be warned, it's very long. 33+ chapters, and many sexless ones to come before...
***Everyone in this story is fiction and is at least 18 years old or older*** ***** Chapter 7: Summer in the City It was a mid-May afternoon when I heard Jason's board rolling down the cement path to my apartment. I was sitting on my futon reading in the briefs with a fan at full power. It was a very hot week here in California, and the air conditioner ha...
What you're about to read: This is a work of historical fiction—recent history—inspired by actual accounts, so it's rather realistic. The novella is built around themes I find erotic: captivity, sexual tension, male intimacy. However (disclaimer and spoiler), you won't find any full-blown sex here. This is the story of a queerly romantic, lopsidedly erotic,...
What you're about to read: This is a work of historical fiction—recent history—inspired by actual accounts, so it's rather realistic though definitely fictional. The novel is built around themes I find erotic: captivity, sexual tension, male intimacy. However (disclaimer and spoiler), you won't find any full-blown sex here. This is the story of a queerly rom...