I had a late lunch hour and decided to spend it at the mall. While wandering through the big department store, I found a display of 'European-style trunk' underwear. They were something like boxer-briefs but with short-short legs. The trunks reminded me of the bathing suit Daniel Craig wore in the latest James Bond movie, but this was definitely underwear, n...
I woke up a sticky Hec-and-me mess with no desire to shower. God, who would want to with a hot romance novelist curled around you like a big, snuggly warm blanket? Not me. I didn't move, just inhaled his musky, sweet sex-kitten neck. If I thought I had it bad before, I was now in the terminal stage-- I even loved his snoring. His whistles and snorts sounded...
My name is Dan Morton. I am single and a junior partner in a large CPA firm in San Diego, where I have worked since graduating from college two years ago. I live in a neat condo complex close to the beach, with a nice exercise room and pool. The exercise room is important to me because I'm into body building -- not extreme stuff - just good muscle tone. Mo...
Chapter Twenty-Five - High Five! His agent wiped his forehead with a pristine white handkerchief and, with studied gestures, folded it and put it back into his pocket as if he was trying to buy more time. Heathcliff tapped the desk with his fingers, knowing well that the small rhythmic sound was getting on Harry's nerves. "Why now, Heathcliff?" Harry asked...
Chapter Seven - Moving On "Hi, Ariana." "Aaron. Why are you calling me?" says my sister. "Dad told me you and Nick and the kids are going to move out west?" "That's right, we are. Are you pleased now? What's it to you?" "Uh, well, I just wanted to call to say thanks to you and Nick for the extra money for school. I really appreciate it, Ariana." "What...
I strolled down Folsom street heading towards one of the better known gay S&M stores nestled in the heart of San Francisco. Though I had no idea what the weekend held in store for me, I found myself nonetheless excited to be visiting again and yet, just beneath that electric excitement was a sense of nervousness about entering a gay adult shop. I was after...
I was bitter, I was angry. But I suppose I should be grateful. When I first met Drang I was a confused screwed-up twenty-year-old. You know how it is at that age, socially dysfunctional, messed in the head, moody and petulantly self-centred. But after a year with Drang I knew exactly what it's all about. Infatuated, I even dropped out of college because he w...
PRELUDE We were in our regular rendezvous location outside the church in an alcove shielded by high bushes. There was tree behind the shrubs as well and at that moment Gilbert had both hands on the trunk. He was leaning over holding onto the tree with his back arched emphasizing the shape of his curvy bottom. His pants and underwear were down around his kne...
This is chapter 2 of an unofficial series of stories around a bi-curious guy that explores his submissive, panty and lingerie wearing side with a Dom that he met online. I hope you like it. * Here he was again, his palms were sweaty and his heart felt like it was beating 100 times a minute. The butterflies came back as he reached out and knocked on the...
"Thank you," the monsignor said as I handed him down from the carriage in front of 24 Exeter Place in a quiet pocket garden not far from Victoria Station. I had told him my name was Luke, but he'd managed to go all afternoon without directly addressing me—like I wasn't wholly there. This was the first time he'd thanked me, though, and I thought there was rea...