With apologies to the late, great Ursula K. LeGuin. The following story is a work of fiction. It contains explicit descriptions of sexual situations and explicit and crude language. It is not intended for children. The situations it describes may be unsafe in real life - use good judgement and play safe, sane and consensual. Feedback is very welcome! Email...
Editor's note: this submission contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sexual situations, as well as breathplay and autoerotic asphyxiation. * "Have you ever engaged in autoerotic asphyxia?" I really should have seen that one coming. I think my face turned scarlet. Jeez, don't you believe in foreplay? I searched long and hard on the dark web to...
I started out afraid of that strange fluid that shot from my cock on that warm sweaty day when I was 18. It scared me and at the same time, started a curiosity that has lasted over two decades. My hand was drawn to my raging virgin shaft. It was the most secretive event in my life. It felt so good. I stopped several times as a strange feeling swept over my b...
Lamas had been a farmer all his life, and he produced more grain than anyone in the region. He had this innate ability to time the planting of his grain to after the spring rain storms. Some planted too early and the storms washed away their seeds or exposed them to crows; others planted too late as a precaution, and then suffered from the cold autumn stormw...
Chapter 1 The sun sets on the flat, peaceful wadi of the Azawagh plain. There are no trees or mountains, hills or sand dunes in this part of the world, and navigation by day is ill-advised. The hot dry winds rolling over the beautiful flesh-colored sand flats cause my dark blue tent to billow lazily, carrying away the slender coils of smoke from my cooking...
I slowly open my eyes. I can feel his breath on my neck and I have to piss like no one's business. I slowly slip out of the bed and walk to the bathroom. When I finish, I walk back into the bedroom and he's still snoring. I gently walk out to the kitchen and start the coffee. I also dig out some eggs from the fridge and whip up some omelets and toast for u...
I had just turned eighteen and had finished my summer lifeguard's job on Cape Cod in late August when I decided it was time to relax and take a trip to Montreal, Canada, a place that held a lot of intrigue for me. I am 5'7" tall and 155 very trim sculpted pounds and I was very proud of my nearly perfect hard and firm male body. Montreal's "intrigue" for me...
For years I'd been waxed on the Gold Coast by a very dominant man that I'd met at the beach. It'd started with just the hair removal and progressed to full-on BDSM session resulting in my being fucked in his sling. It's probably fair to say though that I'd get my needs satiated though he'd get his rocks off there was not a long term satisfaction for him. We'...
The genial rays of the setting Sun filtered through the canopy, illuminating Central Park in irregular splashes of golden rays with a tinge of green as it reflected off the surrounding verdancy. I took a deep breath of the humid air and could smell, among others, cedar and honeysuckle. I looked out and took in the majestic view of God's gift to Earth that sh...
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