The following story is a fictional account. The characters are entirely unreal and so are their situations. Thus no direct attention was paid to probability or safety for the characters. Such practices should not transfer over to real life situations. Practice safe, sane and consensual sex. For your own damn good. If you have problems or issues with queer po...
Chapter 2: Live to Love Another Day Diego gazed with eyes that glittered liked black diamonds at the beauty between whose thighs he lay. Lowering his head he steered a course of open-mouthed kisses down each side of the irresistible throat. Soft moans were a symphony of pleasure that spilt from ruby-red, kiss-swollen lips. The lithe body writhed delightfull...
Standard warning that appears in all my stories - lots of intense humiliation, blackmail, non-consensual/coercive sex, and of course extremely far-fetched. Enjoy! --- At 4:00pm on Friday, Steve got a text from Bob. "Move your little ass Bunny I'm here." Steve swung his duffel bag over his shoulder and headed out. As he rode the elevator down he got three...
This work is copyrighted and is property of the author. If gay stories offend you or if they are illegal in your area, leave. Any resemblance to any people alive or dead, or any event is purely coincidental. Chapter 3 He had been awake for almost an hour, carefully keeping his mind blank. The only sound to be heard was the ticking of a clock like a metron...
Writers Note:- All of the stories in which I write are true stories unless otherwise stated. I have undertaken many sexual encounters and I hope that this series – The Secret Life of a Slut! Allows me to get my story out in the open. Please feel free to vote on this story and leave feedback. **** My name is Mark Andrews, I am 25 years of age and stand six...
He was gay and I was newly reborn as a bi-sexual man. He was black and I am white – very white – although I do tan fairly well when I get a chance to expose my flesh to the sun. I was in my forties when I met him. We connected on line in a forum that no longer exists. I think it was called "Pink Pages" or something like that. It was a regional hook-up websit...
It felt odd for my son and me to be squatting naked together, his back rubbing against mine, but I was sure it must feel even stranger for his best mate Marcus who was lying out on our front room carpet, facing upwards at our two splayed bums and pressing the twinned heads of a double-ended dildo against each of our arseholes. It wasn't the most typical Sat...
He woke several times to the blurred sensations of blood and sex. He knew he had fucked the little avien several times. Shadow's dreams confirmed it. They were a kaleidoscope of feathered flesh and hot movements. He kept repeating one in his dreams. He didn't remember doing it, but the dream was highly detailed and repeated often enough to assure him he had....
There are times and there are people that constitute the pivot-points in life, sudden and dramatic tectonic shifts the course of the rivers of our lives from everything that comes after. I am not unlike you. I'm a queer of a certain age, but I forget that when I am not forced to look in a mirror. When I wake in the night I am the same as I have always been...
Chapter Thirty-Four - Mints, Anyone? So what the hell was he going to do now? Had Aron called and he missed it or something? He checked his phone. No calls. Okay, he needed to see Aron. Wait, he needed to take a shower first. They were seriously going to have sex. If what the girl had said was true ... Of course it's true. Now we remember everything. I'm...