Drip! Drop! Drip! A staccato of water droplets add to a quiet and dark ambience. A nearby rock is dislodged, crashing with a large boom. You awake with a jump, chilled from the rock floor you were sprawled on. The room you're in is almost too dark to be traversed. You can see three ragged walls surrounding you, sprawling upward out of your limited night visi...
After their first playtime together (see A New Old Friend, Ch. 01) which ended with Jeffrey giving his bound and gagged friend a wonderful, slow hand job, Eric and Jeffrey began to play together on a regular basis. As with the first time, it was usually after golf at Jeffrey's house. The two men also e-mailed each other frequently, sharing bondage pictures,...
Chapter 01 – Introduction It all started one wet and miserable Saturday afternoon when Leon was bored at home browsing the net. He'd just been looking at a website with some 'ordinary' guys on who happened to be into bondage and liked to be tied up and played with. Leon thought it made an amazing change to see a site with just ordinary blokes on instead of...
A tale from the old gay sauna-bar in Bournemouth, UK. There used to be a massive sauna and bar for gay men in Bournemouth. My favorite part of it was a dark play area with private rooms, public rooms, and a bondage room. In the bondage playroom lived a bondage bench. It was designed to be knelt over doggie style with two padded shelves for legs and a padde...
Foreword: This is a fantasy story containing topics such as spanking, sodomy, interracial theme, rope bondage, gay sex etc. for readers over 18. I originally wrote it for a friend (named Brian in the story) and I'm posting it here in the hopes that you'll enjoy reading it too... * I am a college student renting a room in your house. We have become friends,...
Ben, Robert and Ian previously appeared in "Ben is Kept Under Control". It was late in the afternoon on a cold and wet Sunday in Toronto in October 1974 and I'd spent a dreary day doing backed-up laundry and cleaning my apartment when the phone rang. When I heard the voice on the line my mood instantly changed for the better. It was Robert calling from Lo...
We spent the rest of the day drinking, with Sarge giving me an occasional golden cocktail, or when he felt like it a golden shower in the main bathroom. As he said, there was bound to be a golden shower in the movie we were due to start shooting on Monday, so I may as well get used to it. I didn't mind – as I said earlier, I'd had a pretty strict upbringing...
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...
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...
I decided that while enjoying my short vacation away from Boston, I should include at least one sexy trip to one of Montreal's famously sexy gay men's saunas. I am bi-sexual and I enjoyed a couple of hot flings with two different older men when I was in my late teens a few years earlier. I am told I have decent looks and I have found that my swimmers style s...