A word to the wise: This is a work of complete fiction. Never happened in real life. Also, I debated long and hard before posting this one as to where to post it. Finally, I settled on "Gay Male" because it is about gay men. HOWEVER, you should know that this almost landed in "NonConsent/Reluctance". I don't condone rape. This is a fantasy about a young (str...
Xavier is a striking, and beautiful 28 Year old. Short dark hair, and beautiful deep brown eyes. He had a huge frame, about 6"0 and 200 lbs. Muscular... but he still looked trim, no matter how hard he worked out. He had a square cut face, perfect lips, and an incredible smile. He always caught guys staring at his beautiful body and thick powerful cock at th...
I was born in the USA but had never knowingly lived there. I was the only son of a British diplomat and I was born during his posting to Washington. By the time I was two we were off to another posting in another country. At the age of 8, I was sent off to an all boy, boarding school in England, but every holiday I would go to my parents in whatever country...
Having royally fucked our prospective client on his desk, the wheels of CJ's mind were spinning for the ultimate deal closer. He turned to me and said, "Now for a change of pace. Here, help me turn him." And there, on the desk, we rotated Binggum around CJ's buried cock so that he was face down. He held Binggum down on the tabletop with one hand in the cente...
It was a muggy, overcast day, and my weekend beer league team had just lost our last game 16-12. We did alright for a bunch of thirty-somethings who had seen better days, but I was definitely in rough shape. Some of the team milled about the diamond, with bags over their shoulder, but most had already hit the parking lot already. I asked the groundskeeper fo...
The pickup basketball game at the dorm ran late and I had to get out to the polo field lickety-split or I'd miss the start of practice. So, I stripped off my T and used it to dry off my chest and pits, tossed it in the backseat of the trusty vintage T-Bird convertible, and roared off toward the mountains, toward the practice field at the Moss Grove winery in...
I've only ever had a handful of regrets. Mine was the type of life many wished for. But it wasn't just because I was lucky. I was careful in my actions. I was proud to say that I was the reason for my success; I was never too rash to do something stupid, never too hesitant to miss the things I wanted. That didn't mean everything always went the way I wanted....
A black leather gloved hand crawls like a spider up my leg, leaving in it's wake a trail of tingling flesh. It lingers to caress the muscles of my inside thigh before a single leather finger slips between my ass cheeks, stealing softly towards my asshole. A dark figure leans in close, his hot breath scorches my skin as he whispers, "Who owns your ass?" My...
"Damn" I thought as I tried to turn on Netflix after a long day of work. "My internet is out." I live in an old house in the middle of the city, and various creatures have a habit of getting into the crawl space under the house and chewing on wires. Guess I'm going to have to call the cable company that provides my internet service, and spend a weekend day...
To all my wonderful readers, please read the note at the bottom of this story on page 4, as it's important for what will happen in chapter 7 and whether it will be uploaded or simply skipped in favour of part 8. Thanks! *** Brotherly Love Since Nick had blown Francis off for Matt that day at the lake, Francis was forced to find pleasure elsewhere. His att...