Tag is so much more understanding about my confession than I could ever have hoped for. With the sun beginning to set, he's still allowing me to spill my guts, no laughs, not a single negative comment about my deepest, darkest desires. "Here yeah go Robbie, kill it, I've had enough, my throat is burning like all get out." The last of the joint is passed, b...
Thank you again to Glodboy16 for editing my story. This story is about forced and reluctant sex. It's a change from my other stories. ***** For the last six months I've been running quite a bit and lost close to 35 pounds. I had also been traveling quite a bit for work and sometimes it was just boring to be running on the treadmill in the hotel exercise r...
Sunday morning and I awoke in my bed, spooning my boy Billy, my hairy chest against his back and my naked hard cock pressed in between his lovely ass cheeks, one hand resting on the shoulder that was close to the bed, my other arm and hand wrapped around his firm body and holding his chest. Who would've believed it a year ago, that I would be in this positio...
I had a slightly lesser chance of being arrested dressed in female clothing than I did leaving the hotel completely naked. I remove the clothes and started getting dressed. Black garter belt and black fish net stockings. Black bra that had padding in it. As I was pulling up the black mini skirt, Mr. R said "stop, take it off." I let the skirt drop to the fl...
[This story is set in England in the last quarter of the twentieth century, before cellphones and the Internet, before GPS and WiFi, and before our present social acceptance of homosexuality, before AIDS, before IVF, before surrogacy. A certain well-known female politician was British Prime Minister, but politics do not figure at all in this romantic, rather...
There is something particularly humiliating about being arrested covered in cum, piss, and surrounded by big black men, especially when you were once a very well-off businessman with a simple insertion fetish. My whole private life had been exposed in a day, and it affected my professional life a great deal. My face was plastered all over the news for weeks....
I don't have an editor, so if you find any errors you must first take into account that I am British and spell things in UK English ie. "centre" rather than "center". Anything else is just laziness on my part and must not be tolerated. *** The Council of Elders had convened for the first time in five hundred years. Representatives of all the nations of t...
He should have felt like he didn't belong, but, in truth, Jake was a bit proud, if only inwardly, of how good he looked. The casual clothes he was wearing were not a suit, but they weren't his usual jeans and t-shirt either. Klaus had great taste in clothing and Jake was not regretting a bit, seeing the vaguely surprised look in Hans's eyes, when he made his...
Burt proved himself to be quite the lover and fucked me almost every hot summer night in Tampa. Although he had initially threatened to out me in front of my co-workers and forcibly fuck all of his friends, he ended up keeping me for himself. But my time in Tampa was winding down and I was almost afraid to tell him. Being the non-confrontational submissive s...
Following Sid's death, life at Acton was becoming unbearable, what with workmates teasing me about losing a 'husband' and Vicky's partner now back home depriving me of some 'home comforts', so taking Sid's advice, for he was convinced that working on the Piccadilly Line was responsible for his demise I asked for a transfer to one of the depots on the Metropo...