We had begun building a dungeon in the basement of our 1740s townhouse, had used it a few times, and were acquiring a decent collection of toys and equipment. My boyfriend/partner/lover/husband (I'm never sure which term to use) and I were drawn together in part because of our sexual preferences and predilections; finally I'd found someone who was comfortabl...
I woke up on Sunday, refreshed, well rested, and hornier than I felt in a long time. I got out of bed and walked to the kitchen for some much needed coffee. I very quickly remembered the plug still in my ass. I smile and walk into the bathroom instead. Figured I would take it out, clean it, do my morning bathroom activities, and then put it back in. Whil...
Author's Notes I have read the criticisms of the Leather Sir series and I wanted to answer them first, then write a little more of the series. It will be a 10 part series. The first criticism is that I don't really describe much of the attributes of our two characters, or their regular clothes they're wearing and I've done this on purpose. My stories her...
This story continues right from Part 1. You don't really need to read it, but it wouldn't hurt. ___________________________ As I'm ferociously tugging at my cock, I suddenly hear his voice in my head, "only I tell you when you get to cum". I drop my cock, it stands straight up, leaking a small drop of precum, begging to be touched, begging to cum again....
Just as when the door closed, I felt someone push me up roughly against the wall. "Who the fuck are you?" I demanded with the side of my face pressed up against the wall. "Shh..." a husky whisper said. Who was he? I couldn't put my finger on his voice. "What do you want, asswipe?" I demanded. "Having my fill," he whispered and I felt him tie a blindfold o...
I stare at the flyer on the wall of the coffee shop. I have the summer off for the first time in several years. I still have a youngish looking face, despite being almost 35. My body isn't bad either and I need something to do, and making extra money isn't a bad idea either. I sent the email off with a body picture of myself as instructed, and I soon recei...
"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...
I was transiting in a Middle East airport on the way to Thailand from Europe. Another of my college buddy was already in Bangkok. He had told me about all the happy ending massages and I could not wait to get there. At 18, I was horny like hell just thinking about the amazing sex – I had even tried to masturbate on the plane thinking about the women! Little...
A black leather gloved hand crawls like a spider up my leg, leaving in it's wake a trail of tingling flesh. It lingers to caress the muscles of my inside thigh before a single leather finger slips between my ass cheeks, stealing softly towards my asshole. A dark figure leans in close, his hot breath scorches my skin as he whispers, "Who owns your ass?" My...
This short story is an abridged depiction of an experience that still leaves me baffled. My wife and I bought a home from an eighty-something widower four years ago. Victor seemed nice enough in spite of the fact that he was selling the home he and his wife had built in the mid-fifties. All was going well with the inspection and closing until a discrepancy i...