Small towns are all the same. Racists, cows, and that one weird racist guy who sleeps with the cows. Personally, I just wanted to leave my town. My name is Carter, and this is how I went from promising high school student with a bright future, to a strung out slut, desperate for sex. I'm white, about 6 feet tall, and I'm built like a swimmer. That is, fairly...
David lay on the dishevelled bed exhausted and still sweating after his recent sexual encounter with a man called Raymond. His hole was leaking semen onto the bed sheets. The sheets also gave off the aroma of anal mucus. This did not perturb David as he was deep in thought about the man he had served. He thought there was room for improvement in his sexual i...
Taylor stepped into the apartment. Anticipation hurried his movements as he kicked off his shoes and slipped out of his jacket, then he paused and forced himself to take the time to put them in their proper place. He ran fingers through his blond hair, contemplating whether or not he had enough time to take a shower before Drey showed up. The thought of the...
Jeff stared at the workstation with curiosity, his heart beating rapidly with each new erotic discovery. He was traveling down a road that needed traveling; taking a trip long overdue. For years, he lived to convey the image into which so many had boxed him. A great husband, perfect Dad, loyal friend, competent co-worker. Totally masculine, adorable at 40,...
The following story isn't a story so much as a confession. I could have rewritten it in the form of a narrative with characters and plot, but I think I will save that for some other time. Instead, this story is more of a stream-of-consciousness confession of the fantasies I have. Being that this is all a true confession of sexual secretes I've been keeping I...
This is the story of my first time with a man. And my last time... So far. I was always curious, even when I was very young. Looking at men in magazines, especially if they were in revealing underwear and had big, well-defined bulges. I had messed around a little as a kid, but nothing more serious than 'you show me yours and I'll show you mine'. But as the y...
Nathan turned and looked at his clock. It was barely 3am and he was just lying there looking at the ceiling. No matter how hard he tried he couldn't stop thinking about his session with Ryan and Jack. He put his hands under the blanket to feel his cocks prison and attempt to get some relief, but it was useless. When he tried to play with himself his cock jus...
Chapter One To have an idyllic childhood in a small Texas town, all you have to is love God, love guns, and hate gays. Loving God was easy. I was raised in the Church, I didn't know any other way. Loving guns was hard. I didn't like loud noises. And, I couldn't kill anything. If I had given it any thought, I'd have been a vegetarian. But, I bit the bullet...
I was dreading what was about to happen. My master was going to hurt me badly to ensure I would never rebel. I knew this for certain because I would do exactly the same if the roles were reversed. I could only hope that my affection for myself was strong enough to limit the pain. He left me tied up alone for hours, I was thirsty as I didn't drink the whole n...
I considered my current situation. I was standing naked in a hotel hallway, wearing only a stainless steel chastity cage that contained my throbbing and swollen cock. I had a load of dried cum on my face that had been left there by a man I only knew as Master. He came to my room, handcuffed me and fed me his cock and cum, except for the part of the load I n...