Morning came for Jeff Hunter, the usual erection made impossible by the CB6000 firmly fastened to his dick and balls. He recalled last night's session with his young Master and realized how totally controlled his sexuality had become. His torment of feeling that 12-inch dildo deep inside him only spurred on his desire for release of his tormented testicles....
Chapter 02 The hustle It was a Wednesday night. There is nothing deader than my bar on a Wednesday night. We did all our business on the weekends. I'm sure Pete would rather close the place during the week if he could get away with it. But he couldn't, so here I was watching three drunks nurse their beers. It was about an hour before closing when he came...
Part of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong === A few months after Linda had left me, when it was becoming clear even to me that my ex-wife wasn't coming back, I'd signed up to become a member of a couple of online dating sites in the hope that I might yet meet my soul mate. The endeavour had proven largely fruitless as the women who resp...
As a child, I loved to gently swing back and forth flying through the air in a converted tire swing. Some of my favorite childhood memories were summer afternoons spent gazing up into the sky at the passing parade of puffy cloud animals. I remember the warmth of the sunshine against my skin and the pungent smell of that old faded rubber tire swing. As I lay...
[This was written for a "bend the story of a song" exercise. It's a flight of fancy on a take on the Act I duet, "Au fond du temple saint," which immortalizes Georges Bizet's opera, Pearl Fishers, from the aspect of the Pearl Fishers being staged as a homoerotic production. (It is best read accompanied by listening to a recording of the duet.)] * I am alre...
I was single and aged 26. I had been engaged for two years to a beautiful woman but the relationship had gone stale for each of us. We had lived together in a garden apartment for two years and she chose to move out and was staying with her parents until she could find a new place. I was sad as I missed her but felt relieved with the knowledge that the word...
Conclusion I was exhausted that night. There was nothing I wanted to do more than sleep, but I lay there, naked, in the bed in my hotel room, my adrenaline flowing and my mind working lickety-split. At nearly 3:00 in the morning, in the darkest and most silent hour of the Washington, D.C., night, I heard the click of the hotel room door lock in answer to a...
James had read, and seen, porn about men who could change the world, and that's what he'd been doing last night. After a quick, and mostly unsatisfying, wank, he'd fallen asleep wishing that there was more of this type of porn for gay men; where was the fun in reading about unlimited possibilities if all the characters do is make everyone's tits bigger? Then...
You sat outside of the large training center. Your palms pouring sweat as you became very nervous. You knew your dream job is in reach. You just had to reach and grab it. You look over to the other men sitting with you. A short chubby asian man with the cutest smile chats with a lanky skinny white guy. The white guy scowl as the asian man did his best to hit...
My names is David a white thirty three year old who is enjoy being an exhibitionist, enjoys masturbating, edging, the scent and feel of cum, and I have to confess, the scent and feel of piss. It's all his fault. Jonathan, just saying his name conjures up his image, tall solid built dancer slash swimmer's slash gymnasts gorgeous dark echolocate black body....