[This Chapter is an experiment to test readers' reactions. There are several more chapters to follow.] ***** Chapter One Life as a Bodyguard King Arthur VI of Gaylandia did not play a major political role in the government of his kingdom. He played a minor diplomatic role in representing his nation on the world scene and every afternoon of the week and m...
Author's Notes: After shopping this story around a bit I couldn't find the right editor for it so it is presented "as is". If it sucks, feel free to say so but try to be helpful with your comments if possible! This is my first story written from a male perspective (Julie and Dom started out as one, and there's a sentence I missed in there that proves it!)....
It's true. We desire cock. Our wives have no idea what goes on inside of us with this desire to submit...to cock. We hide it from everyone but in our minds it's a runaway train. To touch, feel, pull on, sniff, rub our faces in it, lick it, taste it, suck cock. We've done it before, maybe a short time or a long time ago. The specter of guilt and shame dampens...
When I read that Craiglist was going to suspend their sex ads due to a new federal law, I knew I finally was going to have to act. It scared me to do so but excited me as well. I was finally going to do something about the fantasy that had dominated my life for over three decades. I was in my thirties when I took a business trip to Houston. While there, I p...
I was a freshman in college when I had my first male-to-male sexual experience. Up until that point, I had never even entertained any sort of homosexual desire until it happened. It was a Friday night in October - one of those weekends when most of the guys on my dorm floor had gone home for the weekend. So after my last class on Friday I walked over to the...
Some things provide such a reliable sensation that in essence, I have been addicted since experiencing them the first time. Particularly in the cases of poppers with my first girlfriend decades ago, or discovering the pleasures of the baths in one glorious evening. Visitors to a male only sauna often enter a type of paradise undreamed of before experiencing...
The bathhouse is a place where emotional attachments of any variety become meaningless in a sea of sensation, sex being the overriding framework, without any barricade to having as much sex as possible. Creating, or giving in to, opportunities as irresistible as feeling a new mouth replace the one that was going down on you while being fingered. A glance tha...
Before the month of February was out, Tristan got the phone call he had been expecting almost impatiently. Jude spoke in a terse demanding tone. But it was good news for Tristan. "She's seen the pictures from our Valentine night tryst. She wants you to get your queer man buns over here ASAP so she can watch as I fuck you silly between them." He hung up befor...
Colin stood in front of the toilet relieving himself through the opening at the tip of his chastity cage. He was growing used to its weight and presence, finding less discomfort from the device every day. He was happy it was Saturday and he didn't have to go to school; Colin wondered what his step-mother had in store for him, as their sexual activities were...
My name is Michael Charleston. I am a young black man living in New York City. I attend the state university and currently, I am taking up business administration. It's alright, I guess. The story that I'm about to tell you takes place during Spring Break of 2006. I had decided to hang out with my friends whom I hadn't seen in a long time. I'm referring of...