A stiff breeze had picked up when Sam finished unpacking his bags and tools. He took a deep breath in, inhaling and savoring the scent of the salty, spicy air of the northern BC coastline. He'd arrived the previous morning from Vancouver after a winter and early spring spent teaching engineering classes. Classrooms had never been his thing, really—he preferr...
Matt didn't see either Perry or Jocko through the next week, which permitted him to get into the rhythm of school. He had received a second letter from Dashad, and he fully intended to answer the letters soon, letting Dashad know he was settling in and that he missed Dashad—but not telling him, of course, what missing Dashad had made him do with Jocko—and ma...
A word to the wise: This is a work of complete fiction. Never happened in real life. I don't condone rape. This is a fantasy about a young (straight) man who is pleasured against his will. If you have a problem with this (in fantasy as well as in real life) then I suggest you stop reading here and now. Please know that emails sent about the content of t...
Zach, Z to most, had just started out as another Pimp in London. Only Z was different to most, Z wasn't a want-to-be gangster. Z had made a small fortune working for a top Hedgefund, but the hours were long and at 35 Z had had enough. He wanted out, and to a career more suited to his needs, fed up to sucking up to the next client, the higher up suit and the...
Summer break of my sophomore year in college couldn’t have come any sooner. With a heavy course load the quarter before, my mind was fried…my body dogged tired from long hours of crammed-in studying. I needed to get out of town and wind down. My folks were vacationing in Europe, so their house and large swimming pool was vacant and inviting. Perhaps that...
A roar went up, human voices, yes, but an animalistic sound as I fell wounded to the ground. The heavy, metal sheath covering my cock hit my thigh sending lots of small spikes protruding from its inner casing into me. The pain from that and the similar chain mail cage around my balls also pierced my flesh making me cry out again in agony. My opponent stood,...
I was visiting Brisbane for a few days and staying near Fortitude Valley, the night-life filled part of town. I wasn't after the night-life, but I had found what looked like a really good gym there to work out in, as I was being very serious at the time. The equipment really was good, but when I arrived to work out, it was very, very busy. This was a bit an...
Jordan realized that his shoulders were touching his ears. With effort, he brought them down and, breathing deeply, tilted his head side to side a few times to loosen his muscles. It's just a job interview, he told himself. You've done this a million times before. And yet... Jordan looked nervously around the room. Men stood at tiny tables in groups of t...
A week after our get together at Tommy's place, I could still feel the knot formed by my wrecked sphincter muscles, muscles that had been stretched, torn and ripped open, willingly, from my side, by Jim. The Hulk sized, black, muscles all over, slightly, huge cocked man who took me after I'd been used by Tommy and Mike. I smiled to myself, reached behind me...
"Mr. Winterberry wants to see you in the back cabin, Paulo." Paulo Pulido unbuckled his seatbelt and gave a sigh. He was pretty sure he knew what came next. At least, though, perhaps the head of the Agency's special unit, informally known as the candy store, might shed some light on where they were going and why. At the moment they were approaching altitude...