After Jeffrey's breathing returned to normal and his cock began to soften, he laughed and told me to continue to keep his cock in my mouth. "After all," he continued, "you are still tied up and rather at my mercy wouldn't you say?" I managed a "mmmppphh!" and nodded. I, too, was enjoying the moment. We remained like that for a few minutes—me tied hand an...
I have read lots of stories about werewolves in the last few weeks, and I found most of them to be lacking something. Don't get me wrong, I loved most of them and gave 5 stars, but I'm not a fan of instant romance, or instant soul-mating on that behalf. So, as a form of protest I came up with my own story and tried to dodge the instant happiness in favor of...
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...
Part 4: In which every good thing must end with a come ... My experience with Bruno dented and skewed my self-confidence. He'd used me. I'd let him use me. I'd willing allowed myself to be used. Then he betrayed me. But before Georgio threw me out, I'd laid my plans. I investigated his contact book. I know all about his gay friends. Now I follow up on the l...
Note to the reader: There is some sex but if you're looking for long, hot scenes, this story is not for you. It's primarily a romance. PART ONE Introduction I first met Dan when we were assigned to the same project at work. I took an immediate liking to him, and the feeling seemed to be mutual. We were soon eating lunch together every day and chatting dur...
I was really bummed out. College had turned out to be a repeat of high school. I didn't fit in and was constantly being taunted because I was smaller than the rest of the guys. It was May and I was done with this school crap. After deciding that I really didn't want to go home I had begun hitch hiking across the country. This was my third day and it wasn't l...
Eric was laying on his back in the middle of the king-sized bed in his friend Jeffrey's spare bedroom. He still had on the yummy ankle-length yellow mohair sweater dress that his friend was planning to post on Ebay later that evening. He was also quite securely bound and gagged. His ankles had been tied together with soft, black bondage rope and so had his...
It was a quiet afternoon on a Sunday. I was with my friend and occasional lover, Don, at his place relaxing. We enjoyed bondage and often got together, sometimes with just ourselves, sometime with others. It was always a hot time and these gatherings would often last into the following morning. Fun had by all. This afternoon was quiet, after having been up l...
There used to be a place, about 30 years ago, that used to be very good for ... not so much 'cruising' as for just 'getting down to it'. It was an adult book store about a mile from where I lived. Yes, I am aware of the hazards of such places, but it was a good place to hunt, and to get what I needed when I wasn't getting it anywhere else. Some nights there...
I didn't manage to get out of bed and stumble to the shower until after noon the next day. When I struggled down to the terrace facing the pyramids, I found that a place had been laid at a table under an umbrella and a small berry-brown servant was standing at attention there as if everything had been awaiting my arrival. Within minutes a full breakfast meal...