"No, Lincoln, you can't come with me. I need you here today," Mr. Hamad said and waved to my work area in his office. "Caleb is late, but that's normal. You just need to show him some of what you do and make sure he doesn't buy anything. Just babysit him until his real business manager comes back tomorrow. I have some last minute meetings before our flight t...
Note to reader. Though it stands alone this is the fourth chapter in a series depicting a married man's growing obsession with cock and transformation to a submissive cuckold cock whore. It contains content of non-consent and reluctance. If you are disturbed by this, please do not read further. If you choose to continue, please enjoy. I got in the shower an...
For several months there were just the six of us meeting for the Men's Club. John, my boss, would call me - Ted - into his office from time to time at work for some sexual relief. His calls for attention came especially near the end of a difficult day, occassionally in the morning when he came in frustrated from his wife turning him down the night before. He...
Average morning routine, Jay is simply sitting down at his kitchen table, having a cup of simple milk. He hears a horn outside of his apartment. He opens his front door, to see a gray car. Rolling the window down, he sees John. "Get in!" he yells from the car. Jay quickly gathers his things, and locks up his apartment. He then jumps into the car. "You didn...
For 19 year old Randy Davidson, the intern position at the printing company had begun as something to keep him busy until college resumed in the fall, but after the owner of the firm took a liking to the lad things changed. Maybe it was because George Beck sensed that the young man had similar feelings toward him, despite the fact that at 64 he was more tha...
It was my first summer out of college and I was really struggling to find a job. I was only just 18 and was supposed to spend my weekends partying with all my friends. But no job meant no money. Still, it wasn't all bad. As an 18 year old with a taste for older men, I could usually rely on a generous man to buy me a drink or two on a Friday night down at the...
Author's Notes: In light of what has transpired in politics these last few weeks, I thought it important to let you know, this story is a work of fiction I thought of on my own before the "scandals" came out. This is not poking fun at anyone or any particular state. This is just a story and is not meant to sway anyone toward any particular political party an...
As Damien stepped into his apartment, Brad was watching the end of the evening NBA game. He was visibly excited sitting on the edge of their living room sofa. A number of empty beer bottles on the coffee table, a few cigarette stubs in the ashtray, and one smoldering Malboro butt on his thin lips. Brad has been Damien's roommate for almost a year now. They w...
"I met a lot of interesting people while at college. Smart, stupid, fun, quiet, basically a lot like High School. The professors were even that way too! I remember one of them was so attractive, I couldn't keep my eyes off him!" Jay speaks happily. "Wait, I thought you weren't gay?" John says, lifting an eyebrow and putting down his coffee. "Oh. I forgot a...
It's been almost three years since Jay was a senior in high school. Going to a simple community college, he still held his dream close to my heart: being an English Teacher. Whenever he thought of the idea, a certain "special" someone came to mind. He was Jay's English teacher, probably the best teacher he ever had. Although he wasn't the best worker out th...