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Dirk’s Domination Ch. 03

by dirtyword on Sep 16, 2017
Gay Male

July During the weeks to follow, I spent a lot of time thinking about Dirk. It was clear to me that he didn't really like me much. But that didn't keep him from using me. I continued to straighten his apartment and keep his clothes clean. I was hoping that being around him while I cleaned would result in Dirk being a little nicer to me. As far as Dirk was c...

Dirk’s Domination Ch. 02

by dirtyword on Sep 16, 2017
Gay Male

May 2015 I continued my secret watch of Dirk's workouts through the spaces in the floorboards. He continued to tease me by stripping naked while he lifted weights. His thick cock swayed back and forth as he walked casually around the room. I could hear his cock slapping his thighs with every step. This week, Dirk's workouts were devoted mainly to his huge...

Defeated Jock Ch. 03

by maxpotter on Aug 21, 2019
Gay Male

Taylor knelt before Kam, unable to fully process the declaration he needed training. Taylor watched Kam reach for something, and as Kam connected it around his neck, Taylor realized it was a dog collar. "That will help put you in the mood. And I like seeing you in it." Taylor just groaned. The collar was snug on his neck. He felt owned, the circle of leather...

Joshing with the Jock

by AmethystMare on Feb 3, 2020
Gay Male

This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially. **** Joshing with the Jock Johnny snorted as he sat at...

The Fairy Prince

by VoirLePrince on Jul 22, 2020
Gay

Alright, kiddo. Calm down. I see that look in your eyes. You’re thinking, What the fuck? Is that a fucking fairy? But before you go running downstairs to your mommy, let me explain. First off: Happy birthday, kiddo. Eighteen years old? God damn. I heard high school is a bitch. Especially if you’re a fairy. A human fairy, I mean. But now I’m getting ahead of...

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Chore Bitch Pt. 02

by travelsforfunxxx on May 12, 2020
Gay Male

Quick note: This story includes CMNM, humiliation, domination, submission, and objectification. But it doesn't have any oral or anal sex - - - If you're looking for oral/anal, then this may not be the story for you. Late in the afternoon, I got dressed as instructed -- in a jock strap, tight jeans, plain white t-shirt and boots. The jeans were super tight...

Poor Simon Ch. 03

by Cruel2BKind on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

*Hello and welcome to the third installment of Poor Simon! If you have stayed with him this long, you should know by now that the following story includes Gay activity, emotional turmoil, non-consent, and domination. As always, please comment the hell out of it so I can make future installments better for YOU! All characters in the following piece are 18+...

Zach's Dark Desires

by BadColinBaxter on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

The boy was spreadeagled against the wall. Padded metal cuffs at his wrists, and upper arms, screwed directly into the white tiled wall, held them tightly above his head. More cuffs at his ankles, held him flat, stretched against the cold white ceramic. His head hung limply, tilted slightly to one side, chin resting on his chest. His youthfully handsome face...

A Visit to the Doctor

by Ken Nitsua on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

K. Nitsua. Copyright 2013 by the author. AUTHOR'S NOTE: Having sex with one's doctor is a potent fantasy for many adults, as the many stories written on this theme indicate. There are people, mostly men, who put a lot of time, effort and skill into making such fantasies come true for their lucky clients. The scenes they construct mix realistic medical proce...

Stick Shift

by zackjack on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Within seconds of hearing the latch lock into place on the plywood door, the mound jumbling the inside of the sweatpants nonchalantly positioned itself within eyesight of the 6-inch oblong cutout joining my stall to the next one. Darkly veined hands fingered the rope tie at the waist and with faked patience untied the loose knot, allowing them to drop silent...