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Fetish Galore

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I had been banished. My wife would be joining me in a couple of months, but I was sent ahead—banished from New York—for my transgressions. April's father had known I was bi before he bought me for her daughter—and he also knew how I made my living, because he had been paying April's bills. But I suppose he assumed I would put all of that behind me when we we...

Mascot

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Chief had first noticed him when they did the Smithson 4th of July parade. The young man was Hispanic with a dark complexion and jet black hair and dashing eyes, also, with an easy smile and a "gosh-died-and-gone-to-heaven" look as the fire trucks rolled by with the firemen all decked out in their firefighting equipment and hanging off the sides of the hook...

Black Bottom For Asian Stud

by Samuelx on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Man, I am finally exactly where I want to be. Right now, I'm getting fucked in the ass by a nerdy Asian guy named Jerome Lee while I'm sucking the dick of a skinny White dude named Andrew Stephens. These two gay studs are dominant Masters and I play the role of the sexually submissive Black male slave. Why are we doing this? It's a really interesting twist o...

Prince Snow Ch. 02

by UghOkay on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

Snow frantically ran through the woods. He couldn't run as fast as he usually could, given that he was now in the body of a man close to 40. He still had trouble believing that his life had been stolen and his mother was murdered by the man that she had invited into her heart and bed. Snow pushed the thoughts away. He had to concentrate on getting far away f...

Death to Blonds Ch. 08

by sr71plt on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

What, again? Clint thought as he rolled over in the bed and encountered warm, hard flesh. His head was pounding. His ass was tingling too. Felt like a Mac truck had rammed itself up in there. He liked that feeling; seemed he spent half his life trying to open himself wide—with help, of course. He liked it better when the truck was still parked, though. And w...

Sail to the Sun Ch. 03

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Hoagie kept me close. I had a windowless room in the basement of the inn, across from the room Hoagie kept for himself down the corridor off the wings of the small stage in the club room. Hoagie's room—and mine—were beyond the six small cells, three to a side, off the corridor. The room was fine with me—it was no worse, and better in most respects—than the...

Capitol Takes

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Gordy was a pushover. From the moment that Bryan Albertson entered the Wilson apparel and gear tent at the Legg Mason tennis tournament in Washington, D.C., the tennis star knew the cute young twink who was modeling tennis apparel and helping at the ball serve exhibit was his for the asking. This wasn't the first time today that Bryan had seen Gordy. The fi...

Unfathomable

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I had sat there at Joey's beachside bar for more than an hour, watching the young man playing in the surf. When I'd first arrived at the bar, both bored and out of sorts, I'd seen him on his surfboard, riding the waves and doing quite well at it. At length, however, I saw him tire of that and come up on the beach and bury the tip of the board into the wet sa...

Turning Myself Gay Pt. 03

by bart_allen on May 29, 2018
Gay Male

To my mutual humiliation and arousal, the next morning at work, Marie could instantly tell. Truth was, I could see why: Nathan had fucked me three god damn times, and I my ass was sore as hell. Sure, he'd been tender as well at times, but one look at me and she knew. She just rolled her eyes at me, causing me to blush. She wanted to know what he looked like,...

The Handyman Ch. 05

by Bjsroxxs on Jun 15, 2020
Gay Male

Victor grunted as he pushed up and pulled down the dumbbell. I was standing behind the dumbbell rest as his spotter. "So when do I meet him?" he grunted out. I looked down at him, confused, "Who?" "You know who, your new boyfriend," he pushed the dumbbell all the way up and I helped him place it on the rest. He sat up and turned to me, "I've met your last...