I write to you of my friend Indio...who became a male slave/master when he turned twenty-one and went to college! Nineteen year old Sipple Knox was what they call a "fourth generation legacy", a rich boy who didn't have a lot of smarts, and just got into Georgetown 'cause all his relatives did. Sip couldn't take his eyes off Indio, though--partially because...
(A true story.) I encountered his profile online, a comparatively vanilla profile. He described himself as a latino top who smoked, occasionally drank, didn't talk much, loved leather-latex-rubber...and liked to piss and "give a hand" when needed. He claimed to be well hung (9"), which turned out to be completely true...and not in "internet inches". Frankly...
Preparations have to be made first. The sling is up, the bondage table cleared and cleaned, the various toys and equipment assembled and checked out. The gear is the first and, for me, one of the most important considerations -- leather is BY FAR the preferred choice. Maybe it's the act of putting on clothing that is so overtly sexual, or the fact that I am...
Greetings to all my voyeuristic readers. My name is Trisha and like you, I have a special appreciation for the well formed male. Most of you, I am sure, also appreciate males who are physically excited by other males. I have come to share that appreciation even though I am female. Let me tell you how I and my bisexual husband arrange encounters with usua...
"So, shall we just talk about it first?"Dili asked from the next pillow. He was an Indian, originally from New Delhi, but had lived in England for 30 years. I had met him through a gay dating site where he called himself Professor Homo. I had been flirting around the edges of gaydom for years and had finally decided that if I was really going to enjoy it, I...
Hayden sat in the doctors' waiting room with his limp arm hanging by his side. He was 21 years old and had just returned to baseball after a break due to injury. The knee reconstruction meant that he didn't have the centre fielder's legs that he had when he was 17 but this new coach had thrown him on the mound at training and Hayden had impressed enough to g...
I sat in my office, looking out the window at the cloudy Seattle sky. I tried to get comfortable, kicking up my legs, to scratch my balls before my next patient. The shitty Northwestern day was cold enough to warrant a jacket over my usual uniform of a white t-shirt and navy blue slacks. "Uniform," I muttered. The word made me chuckle. I would have been happ...
It wasn't even my idea to see the trainer in the first place. I'm not a dog person. Never have been. And no, I'm not one of those cat elitists, although to be honest if I had to choose between the two at least cats have the self-respect to leave you alone once in a while. I guess I just wasn't used to the whole thing; the only pet I ever had growing up was...
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...
Again, as most people do, Arthur sometimes looked back on his life, and he often thought his previous actions were that of a dense and slow-witted person. In his defense, he couldn't think of himself as someone that ... well ... important. Not to Vince, anyway. On the second work day, Vince asked him to come have workout later. No big deal. Arthur had to...