Chapter II: Gods from the Abyss The first time Huw woke, it was to find a naked man leaning over him. Fine honed instincts drove him to strike out against this stranger, but his limbs had little strength in them. The stranger started away for a moment, then continued at his work, gently pushing Huw back down and continuing to tend to his wounds. Huw fumbled...
Since the lockdown was announced Simon had moved back into his parent's house, with University shut and his bar job finished his days had become long days of relaxed idleness. The occasional trip out to do the weekly shop and some chores around the house his only exceptions. His mum checked in on their elderly neighbor Mr. Briggs and would add his food need...
I found the offices of TTC Productions on the top floor of a converted warehouse in London's Dockland area. After climbing up eight flights of stairs, I was confronted by a middle-aged guy who said, "You must be Peter. You're the last contestant." The guy led me to a changing room where three other young lads were getting stripped off. We took a shower the...
(Gay, Twinks/Males, Submission/Domination, Fetish, Interracial) All characters are 18+ Years Old. This story contains sex between two Gypsy teenagers and two Cops. The teenagers dominates the Cops. There is also some mild fetish (The two Gypsies have a poor personal hygiene, so you do the maths), nothing too heavy though. But if you are squeamish and don't...
This is the third and last of a group of three related stories: Petty Officer Pettifer Pettifer the Gay Disciplinarian Pettifer – The Warden ***** CHAPTER 1 Kevin Pettifer: Warrant Officer Kevin Pettifer, to give him his full title, stood, cane still in his hand, and looked with a sense of great personal satisfaction at the richly welted, muscular arse...
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CANDID CAMERON Part of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong === Cameron and I met at The Fawcett Inn, an off-the-beaten-track pub some distance from where we work as we were both obviously keen that our chat should be spared the curious gazes of our co-workers. He ordered a pint but I thought it best for me to stick to soft drinks as I w...
"You shouldn't have poured me that much," my dad said the way he always did after I'd already brought him a nightcap. "There's a funnel in the cupboard," I reminded him. "I could pour half of it back into the bottle." "Ooh no!" he winced. "You can't mix poured whiskey with unpoured. I've told you that before." You certainly have, I thought. On many, many...
Corin had been holding it the whole first half. He'd meant to go before the game started, but had gotten caught up in the pre-game hype with the other rugger lads. He'd then planned to go at half-time break, but coach had kept them through the entire thing to discuss strategy. Now they were headed towards the second kick-off, and he was in trouble. He squee...
Lord Warford had a large mansion and it was like he was still living in the past with his man servants and a full complimentary all male staff, to comply with his leanings. The house and gardens, originally designed by Capability Brown were absolutely spot -on in culture and décor. He had a compliment of an avid and enthused staff who were happy to work for...