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Northwind Ch. 4

by naudiz on Sep 16, 2017
Gay Male

I’m being trained for something, but I don’t know what it is. This occurred to me this evening, once I’d slept off what I did last night and had a chance to think. I don’t doubt that Zeph enjoys watching me fuck and suck, and get fucked. It’s just that these sessions have taken on an instructive air, ever since that night with Henry. “You take to power well,...

Lessons Taught

by Ky049 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I'm your typical punk scene guy. You can find me out with my boys or at shows slamming on the floor. This is about an experience after a show a few months ago. I was walking home from the bar, it was after midnight sometime. I was already done coming down off of some dope, and just wanted to get to my place and fall out. Walking down the main road, bad nei...

No More Evening Shifts

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

There were four of them who entered the store close to closing time, all muscled punks decked out in black leather. I owned the small convenience store but found myself behind the counter this evening because my regular night clerk called in sick. The hunkiest of the four came up to the counter and puckered his lips and tossed me an air kiss. He asked me wh...

Wrong Side of the Bridge Ch. 01

by WillScarlett on Sep 19, 2017
Gay Male

Elijah I'd been going to hardcore punk shows since I started university three years ago. There were two totally different hardcore scenes in my city -- the river divided the bright shopping centres from the seedy industrial complexes and there was a distinct culture for each side of the bridge. The scene I was introduced to, had an emphasis on clean and m...

Shapeshifter Ch. 01

by metajinx on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

~~~ * ~~~ This story is purely fictional - no shapeshifters, punks, cars or flats were hurt in the process. If you don't like violence, please stop reading right here - there will be weapons, drugs, manhandling and rough sex. Not all of it, not in every part of the story, put you may get hung up once you start! Also, please excuse my English - It isn't my...

Ben is Bitten by the Big Apple Ch. 02

by verdunsears on Mar 18, 2020
Gay Male

It's November 1974 and twenty-something Ben is spending a leather sex weekend in New York with forty-something Ian and Robert, two tops on vacation from England. After being used as an eagerly submissive sex toy all day, he's gone with them after midnight to the Ramrod Bar in Greenwich Village, to meet Richard and Peter, a couple they'd made friends with at...

Death on the Rhine Ch. 16

by sr71plt on Sep 25, 2017
Gay Male

Fritz and Clint Folsom were sitting on a banquette, teasing each other through the folds and openings of their clothes in the dimly lit club and listening to the fat lady sing. This wasn't the Cologne leather club, Chains, where Fritz was the bouncer, though. As a reward for saving him twice from being fucked to death during that Rhine River cruise, Folsom h...

Ben is Bitten by the Big Apple Ch. 03

by verdunsears on Apr 21, 2020
Gay Male

It's New York in 1974 and twenty-four-year old Ben is spending the weekend with Robert and Ian, two vacationing leather tops from England. After starting out by letting him suck their dicks, tying him up and fucking him, they'd moved on and begun loaning him out to others. All three had been invited to a sex party, due to start in the early hours of Sunday....

The Purple Challenge Ch. 02

by BeltBuckle on May 11, 2020
Gay Male

The next Friday, I didn't even bother texting my friends. I knew exactly what my plans for the night were gonna be. Last week was fun, but I was ready for something more. Something better than a handjob. I felt confident and horny as hell. I knew I wouldn't sleep well until I got my rocks off, so I did what I have always done - I got up and went to get what...

Wrong Side of the Bridge Ch. 02

by WillScarlett on Sep 19, 2017
Gay Male

Damien I was already in love with Elijah by the time I saved him from a rapist thug, but I hadn't really admitted it to myself. I first noticed him when I was manning a merchandise stall at No Way Out -- the big venue hired for hardcore punk gigs where both straight-edgers and skins can come, kids from either side of the bridge and the two different scenes...