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Initiation: Cock Slut for Sir

by hasnoalias on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

I was all but recovered from yesterday's hard ass fucking. I had relaxed the rest of the day, spent some time in the pool, Jacuzzi, and steam room...just enjoying the facilities. The next morning I awoke to find a new set of clothes set out for me on the dresser: a leather jockstrap, metal cock ring, leather collar, and a set of nipple clamps, along with a n...

Cobalt Blue Ch. 13

by Pelaam on Sep 26, 2017
Gay Male

Chapter 13: Sex, Lovers and Videotapes Pelaam, September 2007. Stewie's birthday had already passed a few days earlier and he'd been more than pleased with the multitude of gifts from his fiancé. He'd received jewellery, clothing, books, as well as vouchers to spend as he wished. However, Jaze had promised a final gift, in a voice that dripped with dark pa...

Shopping Fun

by hasnoalias on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I had attended a rather disappointing gay orgy about two weeks ago. I found myself to be lost in a sea of other bottoms and very few desirable tops. I was naked like most everyone else, but I just wasn't into it. I had received several offers to have me fuck someone's ass, but I preferred to be the one who took the hard cock up my young ass. Before I left un...

Sir and Faggot

by skinnysailor on Apr 15, 2020
Gay Male

I've been single for a while. A sixty something six foot, hundred and ninety pound gay man with salt and pepper hair, a good job, and a modest paid for suburban home in a small Southern Ontario city. I'm too old for the bar scene. The music is too loud. The pretty boys aren't interested in an old fart, and I'm not interested in an unshaven, pot belly leathe...

Jack Hammer Ch. 01

by KenJames on Dec 12, 2018
Gay Male

Private investigator Jack Hammer smiled as he looked at the men gathered around the wrestling mat in Steel Steve's big main room. There were at least thirty of them. A couple were totally naked. The others were dressed in Speedos, jeans, or leather gear. Lots of leather gear. That was the main vibe at the converted gym on East Riverside Drive. The jockstrap...

A Guy - A Sling and No Control

by jim_janes on Jul 11, 2018
Gay Male

Donnies. The name had a reputation to it. A gay bar in an industrial part of town with a dark side. Having been on the fringes of the gay community I had heard the name but had not had the courage to visit. A few drinks with an old friend changed that. The old friend wasn't gay. We meet occasionally to catch up, talk politics, sports, life . . . the usual...

Jack Hammer Ch. 04

by KenJames on Jan 7, 2019
Gay Male

"Gentlemen!" Steve Steel addressed the crowd. "And you guys, too!" There were 107 men gathered around the wrestling mat in the big main room of Steel Steve's Global Health Club. Each had paid $250 to watch this event. Many had paid extra to do more than watch. The proceeds were going to a group of gay organizations. A dozen of the spectators were totally na...

Ben is Bitten by the Big Apple

by verdunsears on Mar 18, 2020
Gay Male

Ben, Robert and Ian previously appeared in "Ben is Kept Under Control". It was late in the afternoon on a cold and wet Sunday in Toronto in October 1974 and I'd spent a dreary day doing backed-up laundry and cleaning my apartment when the phone rang. When I heard the voice on the line my mood instantly changed for the better. It was Robert calling from Lo...

Late Night Plaything Ch. 01

by Indianaboy6555 on May 15, 2019
Gay Male

I always seem to get horny late at night. And I really mean late. That's anywhere from one to three in the morning. That's also when I usually get off work. My end time changes, depending on the workload. One night I decided to do something about it, so I posted an ad. The thing was, I rarely got anything back from those, but it was an effort anyway. Then...

Ben is the Subject of an Experiment

by verdunsears on Dec 9, 2019
Gay Male

"Yea, I know Ben, he looks fucking hot, but I tell you, he's a real prick. Any time I see him out at the Manatee or Charlie's or the Quest, he's dancing around like he thinks he's God's gift to lonely faggots. He says he an artist, which means he wasted three years getting a diploma at the College of Art and lives in a loft on Daddy's dime. He's pissed off e...