Meeting Jen had become an increasingly regular thing as we both enjoyed what the other brought to the show. Jen was demanding, forceful, sexy, wild and adventurous she was always into kinky things and pushed my limits constantly. I was tall, smooth, thin, eager, and willing to be watched, explored and used. After the first time she watched me get fucked b...
I woke with a start, someone stroking my cock through the rubber. It's one thing to go to sleep exhausted, drugged and horny in a rubber Vacbed, but entirely something else to wake up in one. The claustrophobia was immediate and intense, not being able to move was frightening at first, then as I realized where I was, I began to calm a little. My breathin...
For years I'd been waxed on the Gold Coast by a very dominant man that I'd met at the beach. It'd started with just the hair removal and progressed to full-on BDSM session resulting in my being fucked in his sling. It's probably fair to say though that I'd get my needs satiated though he'd get his rocks off there was not a long term satisfaction for him. We'...
It was one of the head cooks who started calling him Sweet Sammy, just cause of his smile and how soft-spoken and kind he was. "He's the type," Adrian said. We were watching Sammy through the little window in the door that led to the kitchen. "Please," he continued, like I'd disagreed with him. "Get a couple beers in him, get him away from her," he said, mo...
Note: This is the fist of a series of stories detailing the many erotic aspects of gay male bondage. Subsequent stories may include extreme buttplay, watersports and fantasies of rape. If you find such themes offensive, please do not read the Second, Third and Fourth Cycles which are forthcoming. * * * * * The empty loft was dark and cold. I was kneeling i...
Michael was a 40 yo man who stumbled across an app designed especially for those with kinky interests. He located a profile that peaked his interests. Mr. S was 71, 6'5, stocky, hairy chest, hairy back which was silver/white. In his profile pic, he wore a leather harness, leather jock strap, and leather hood and held a paddle in one hand and flogger in the o...
Chapter 7 -- The Hotel ***Hello Readers Quick note, my stories tend to progress a bit slower, if you're looking for quick paced sex scenes try another story. Also some past people have nitpicked about small consistency details in my stories. I'm not writing a classic novel, I'm not going to take time to explain every little change in a scene. If you're...
For me, a typical Friday and Saturday night was grabbing a case of beer, smoking up some bud, and getting into all sorts of trouble. I'm your typical good ole country boy. I moved out my parent's house as soon as that diploma hit my hand. I share a trailer with my girl now. She's always ragging on me to do better. I work hard enough at my eight to five down...
We pick up our jackets form the Bike Stop coat check, banter with the attendant who reaches out and tugs my nipples hard, then head for the door. As we pass the main floor bar a tall, muscled boy in leather chaps and harness reaches out and gropes me, smiling at Sir, who smiles back. Taking that as an invitation he grabs my collar and slides his tongue into...
The following week just seemed to crawl by, after our fuck session with Dan and Alex, probably because Billy and I were looking forward to the weekend so much when Paul was coming back. There was only one time all four of us managed to get together after work but all it consisted of were hand and blow jobs. Billy did say that he caught the guys fucking in th...