Everyone in this story is of age. This story is the property of UnAuteur and written specifically for use on Literotica.com. If you find it on any other site, it has been plagiarized. *** I lie flat on my back on the bed, my erection jutting out from my lower belly. I have an urgent need to touch myself, but I dare not do it without Master's permission. S...
The following story is a fictional account. The characters are entirely unreal and so are their situations. Thus no direct attention was paid to probability or safety for the characters. Such practices should not transfer over to real life situations. Practice safe, sane and consensual sex. For your own damn good. If you have problems or issues with queer po...
The Cast of Participants Elliott -a submissive male in his 50's who is always exploring roles and trying to find one that he would fit into. He resides in Arizona and loves serving men. Is open to exploring new roles Uncle Richard-- is a dominant male in his mid to late 60's and he resides in California. He has corresponded with Elliott for years as a ment...
This story is a fantasy of what I would like to happen sometime. I hope you enjoy it. It's Saturday afternoon, August 6, 2011. I am in the Mangy Moose Salloon in Hill City, SD enjoying a cold beer after having ridden the 150 miles from my home in WY for the Sturgis Motorcycle Rally. I was waiting for some guys to show up that I had been messaging on Crai...
I came to slowly, the flashing colored lights taking their time to form in my consciousness. Whatever Tony had spiked my drink with was slow to let loose of me. I was lying on a bed. I tried to rise, but my hands were cuffed together above me and my legs were cuffed as well to the lower corners of the bed. But the bonds were loose there. I could raise my leg...
It had been two months since I first agreed to be a human urinal at Jon's bar and had undergone a total transformation training session with Uncle Bob. I spent two days a month in full rubber and installed as a urinal at the bar. The sessions were always hot, with lots of piss and cum to keep me well fed. Uncle Bob and Jon had seen to it that every day I "w...
Eric was laying on his back in the middle of the king-sized bed in his friend Jeffrey's spare bedroom. He still had on the yummy ankle-length yellow mohair sweater dress that his friend was planning to post on Ebay later that evening. He was also quite securely bound and gagged. His ankles had been tied together with soft, black bondage rope and so had his...
Eric woke before dawn the next day with a raging hard-on. He smiled to himself as he remembered the events of the night before when his roommate, Stephen, had cuffed and gagged him and then stimulated him to the point where he quite willingly had performed his first blow job. He got out of bed and walked into their small kitchen and started the coffeemaker....
Chapter 1: I parked my car four houses down from the house the man I was following had parked in front. I watched the middle-aged man who was about six-two and wearing a brown fleece jacket, jeans and a brown baseball cap get out of his car, throw a backpack over his shoulder and walk up to the front door of the non-descript but rather large house in a newe...
Jack closed the door to the room and headed up the stairs. When he entered the kitchen he paused and listened to where Jake could have gone. Hearing a thump upstairs he figured it out pretty quick. Sitting at the Kitchen table he waited for Jake to come back down. ~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~. Jake had just gotten home and went up to his room immediately....