Walking to the front door of your condo I notice the door is cracked and there is a note outside. The note reads "I expect you to be fully shaved and wearing your cock ring. I expect you to remain silent the entire time you are here except when you are gagging on my cock or my dildo. I expect you to enter my condo and close the door, then strip entirely nake...
I arrive at your house around 11pm. I have taken a big Viagra about an hour ago as well as a lot of amps. My cock is rock hard and I know there is no way to take off the tight steel cock-ring until after I have cum, and to do that I must first submit to you and do all the dirty things I know you like. I put on my mask which is a simple black hood with hole...
What you're about to read: This is a work of historical fiction—recent history—inspired by actual accounts, so it's rather realistic though definitely fictional. The novel is built around themes I find erotic: captivity, sexual tension, male intimacy. However (disclaimer and spoiler), you won't find any full-blown sex here. This is the story of a queerly rom...
John, My Second Visit This is the second of my stories about how I came to accept that I was not fully heterosexual. These stories are true reminiscences, even the places and most of the names are unchanged...If you think you recognise anyone or have similar experiences then get in touch.... My thoughts were very mixed over the next two days. I was excited...
"Is the prisoner here, in the examination room?" The doctor for the central jail in Nairobi and I were standing in a white-walled narrow corridor outside a door with a plastic folder attached to it to hold medical records. "Yes, Inspector. His name is John. He's barely nineteen." "How sure are you?" "Very sure. I thought of calling you in immediately. He'...
Hmm.... Which category to post under? Group sex, loving wives, anal? This story could have gone in any of those but, as I've seen very similar tales in Gay Male, and, in the end it's about exploring one's gay side, that is where I'm going to post. Enjoy. C.B. * "They're doing cookery classes down at the local college. I think I might give them a go," Tr...
After delivering me from jail and imprisoning me again in his web, Coach Seeman delivered me to Nate's door, ravished and still in handcuffs, which had been moved so that my arms were in front of me, and with my jeans barely covering me. When Nate answered the door, he was wearing only his briefs. As the dorm counselor, he had an actual one-bedroom apartme...
The cop was patting me on the butt cheeks with his billy club and telling me what a nice fuck I was as a second cop pulled up on a motorcycle, cut the engine, and stood the cycle up on its stand. He strode over to us, and I could tell in an instant that he wasn't here to help me escape the first cop. He also looked a lot younger and more fit than the first...
Daniel had walked a good three miles southwest on Highway 411 out of Maryville, Tennessee, southeast of Knoxville, before he decided to try what he'd been told was surefire success in getting him a hitch. He wanted to get as far away from Knoxville as fast as he could. Every time he saw a white Ford 150 truck, he nearly dove into the bushes at the side of th...
Jeremy stood in the middle of the living room, his stomach tightening in fear until he thought he just might have to make a run for the bathroom. "Ry, man, I'm really sorry. You were drunk, I was drunk, let's just let this one go," Jeremy practically begged as he turned away from the damning evidence on the computer screen. Even on the small screen he coul...