A dense cloud of cigarette smoke hung thickly in the air in the main lounge of Companions, one of the most exclusive gentlemen's clubs in the world. Only a member of the club would be able to get to the nondescript building that was hidden deep within the labyrinth of London's back alleys. There was a high price to become a member of the club, and there were...
All characters contained within are entirely fictional; any similarity to any real or fictional person living or deceased is totally unintentional. Do not read this story if you do not enjoy reading about consensual sexual activities of an exhibitionist nature. Otherwise read on...... SUNDAY 10TH JANUARY 2010 Dear diary, this feels very strange indeed! I...
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...
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...
I've had a lifelong attraction to leather and latex and for as long as I can remember I have had a craving for cock and cum. More recently I found I also love being fucked. It's been too long since these interests, desires, cravings were satisfied. I am new to the area so I hadn't met anyone in the community to share and explore these interests. I found a lo...
Dale Vaden stepped out the front door, onto the porch. The overhanging roof shaded him from the gentle rays of the afternoon sun. It was a beautiful, spring day. The temperatures had been hovering in the mid-sixties for the past week. He stretched his back, groaning as his spine popped and realigned. Clearing a house of 40 years accumulation of living was no...
Jonathan stared out over the balcony railing into the garden below. His heart ached horrendously over the loss of his best friend. In his mind, he conjured memories of the past years with Peter that only proved to make his pain even colder and harder to bear. It seemed the vast darkness that surrounded him would quickly swallow him up. He felt caught in a...
I hate doctors...always have. My wife insists that I visit every damn year, just for a check-up, even if I feel fine. Maryanne is sort of paranoid about that—for her, every headache means a brain tumor, every age spot cancer. And then, when I turned thirty-five, she dropped the P bomb on me. A proctologist; oh boy, talk about the one doctor every guy would b...
I bowed my head as the judge stared down from his chair to me. "I cannot believe that somebody without any previous convictions could have snapped the way you did over one small comment," he began. "But sir..." I started to reply. "Silence!!" The judge roared. "No matter what he said, or did, you had no right to leave him fighting for his life in hospital...
"Do I need to make any special preparations for the shoot?" I could tell what he was hinting at and I replied in the most professional and straightforward manner possible. "Well, since we will be doing some shots with insertable toys, you will need to be very clean," I paused and then to be sure he got my intent, "Internally that is." "That's no problem."...