Life Is Beautiful with Chaplin (Unabridged and edited version) Jo Chaplin was the chief executive and I had one hell of a crush on him. I knew he was loaded but that wasn't the primary reason I wanted to get his notice, with me just being a mere accounts assistant I wanted promotion. I fancied my self as the boss's new male secretary he had been advertising...
The following is my first story it is all fiction. I might put a part 2 if there's interest in it. Sorry in advance for the grammar mistakes. I'm not the best at writing. Please give me constructive criticism if you have any. Enjoy * Steven was your average college kid. He went to parties did good at school and was super involved on campus. He had always d...
Exhausted and trying to escape the pain and this filthy cell, I forced myself into sleep. I was wedged in a sitting position on the bench, handcuffed to the jail cage bars and propped on one butt cheek to relieve the pressure on my ass. It had been a truly rough ride, but it had really hit the spot. I was aroused and satisfied as I never had been before, and...
Steve got a shock when he got home. I listened as he walked into the house and close the door. "Hello." He said. I didn't call out to him, I just waited for him to find me. "Baby!..." He started to climb the stairs. "Are you home?" I stayed quiet, knowing that he would soon walk into the bedroom. I listened while he reached the top of the stairs and shu...
Josh Norris looked across the street at the doorbell, still a light year away. The house was a glowing oasis of warmth against the cloudy, frigid nighttime sky of Michigan. He still remembered the ad in the Metro Times: Let me lick every inch of your body. No crevice left untouched. Bicurious and married men welcome. First timers only. Can't wait to get a...
I felt his saliva in my mouth, both fueling my humiliation and the desire to serve him completely! I was utterly his and had no desire to be anything else! Five minutes ago, he entered my hotel room as we had arranged. I was naked and kneeling, waiting for this stranger to take ownership of my body and "force" me to serve him. Now here I was, handcuffed a...
I lost count of the number of times Ant and I sucked and fucked during the night, all I could remember when I woke up was that it was almost light when we finally separated for the last time. He left shortly after that, promising to return later to help begin the search for Mikey and Jackson. I stretched out in the bed, the smell of sweat and sex still ling...
Anthony Blaine didn't broach the subject with Griff as soon as he arrived for his weekly relief. Griff was too much in a state when Blaine arrived to hear what Blaine had to say. Griff didn't even say anything about Blaine being there two days earlier than usual. He just ranted on about wondering what was happening at Stallion Station. "They're gone." "Who...
Steve released my arms from the overhead chains. Man, it felt good to get my arms down again. He pulled them behind my back and fastened the cuffs together. Removing the chains that held my ankles, he demanded, "On your knees, faggot." "Now, you're gonna learn that I own you. I own your faggot ass. I own your faggot cock. I own your faggot mouth. You're gon...
I had found him through a friend of a friend of a friend. He didn't look like much when we met in Starbucks to discuss particulars. In fact, he didn't look at all like what I wanted. "So, how did you settle on this?" he asked me. "It was a costume party," I answered. "I hadn't, you know, been much interested in or turned on by anything until then, and . ....