John barely heard the notification on his phone above the music and the noisy crowd in the bar. He flipped the phone over and cursed as he read the message. Hi John, something's come up, sorry gotta cancel tonight. Great, John thought. He was used to Steve being late, so he'd grabbed a booth and made himself comfortable with a beer... followed by another b...
DISCLAIMER: Although this story is under the genre Gay Male please be aware that it also encompasses others. There are BDSM elements to the story and also Fetish elements and if these are likely to be offensive please be aware they are there before reading. Really if there was a genre for 'humiliation' it would be in it. This features the characters Marcia...
'Word' / words enclosed by apostrophes = thoughts "Word"/ words enclosed by quotation marks = spoken words *** Though the scent of coffee stirs me, it's the plug getting shoved in my ass that actually jolts me awake. Sore all over on a bed that isn't mine, tangled in its sheets, there's dried cum on my face, back, and between my thighs but there he is, lo...
I sat beside my wife in the loud, crowded bar. I'd been drinking for most of the day and I had a buzz but I was purposely acting much drunker than I was. My wife giggled nervously beside me as she talked to a young man she had met less than an hour before. He had an athletic build and an attractive face with dark ebony skin and a bright mischievous smile....
My handsome, thirty-something lover bought a non-descript, beige Pontiac 6000 four door, mid-size family sedan right off the showroom floor at the local GM dealership when they first came out in late '82 He worked back then in an entry-level executive position for a conservative private corporation and was trying to present a convincing image of straight-ap...
An oil rig is the last place you'd expect to find a gay guy but sure enough my best friend Sean was gay and he worked as an engineer. The guys suspected he was gay but since he wasn't flamboyant and outworked all of them no one ever gave him a hard time about it. It didn't hurt that Sean was a monster of a human being. At 6'4" with zero body fat he didn't ju...
I managed to get myself together and was enjoying my second cup of coffee by the time everyone returned from church. My brother, Michael, and his family were there too. Since there was such an age gap between him and me, I never really got to know him very well. For his part he still seemed to see me as a small child and not worthy of much regard, so the lik...
Part 1: In the Beginning... I was the guy who always took the longest to figure out that there really wasn't any such thing as a left-handed smoke-shifter or a bacon stretcher. I thought that, as an adult, I'd left all that behind. I was smart, well-educated and, I liked to think, sophisticated. I didn't realize that all of that is consistent with a deep-se...
Disclaimer: I apologize for not even giving this story the time of day in the past several months. First, I have been more than preoccupied with academic endeavors. Second, I now realize I have toppled more than my fair share of authorial stumbling blocks in reentering this fiction. Thank you for bearing with the last update. I hope this satisfies more fully...
*Hello everyone. Just a quick reminder, they do not use condoms, but this is set in the early seventies, and the AIDs scare did not begin until late seventies/early eighties. I endorse condoms 100%, but in this case it wasn't realistic. Darryl wouldn't have put a condom on because Jared was a virgin, and Jared was too naive to ask. This is the last chapter...