*All names have been changed to protect the innocent, namely me. "You're rummaging." "What?" I asked, not really paying attention. I looked up from my clutch bag. It was him. "I said, you're rummaging," he repeated with a small smile. "Oh. Yeah, I guess I am," I answered. He looked at me quizzically, expecting me to elaborate. I just went back to rummag...
Chapter 8: Potty Mouth Erica pushed her way into Brian's apartment. Brian and I stood back in amazement. "What do you mean we're still in danger?" I asked. "Stop and think for a moment. Evan, you are religious about turning your alarm on. Was that night any different?" "Of course not. I always turn it on, no matter what." Then Erica said just what I wa...
Note to Readers: This story contains nonconsensual sex between men. If this isn't your thing, please move on. ***** Jesse was in a rush to get home. Eight full hours with his amazingly hot coworker always brought that old, familiar ache back. Ashley was tall, lithe, and graceful, and just being in the same room with her made him squirm. Even now, in the ca...
This is a work of fiction. All persons are intended to be age 18 and above. ***** This story starts with a key, as the title suggests. Duh. For some reason the previous owners of the house I'm currently living in had a shed built in the back yard - not one of those flimsy aluminum things you see at every Lowe's or Home Depot but an honest to God stick-bui...
I'm sure it was because he looked so much like Chad. The Kadena Officers Club was playing a beach volleyball match with the sailors from down at the U.S. Naval base in Naha. It was a hot day on the sandpit by the officers club pool, the beer was flowing steadily, and all of the guys were playing skins. There was more young, cut musculature per square yard on...
A little bell tinkled softly as the door closed behind me. A shiver shot up my spine as I stood there in that little shop waiting to be helped. For a brief moment, I thought about running out the door and living with my current predicament. Just as I was about to act on that impulse, an older man stepped from behind a curtain. He looked to be older than my f...
It's hard to believe it all started with some talk on a chat room. I was in college then, and always straight in real life, although not very successful with the ladies. But my dirty little secret was that I liked to go online and indulge my fantasy: being enslaved, feminized, and kept in chastity by a man. At first, I'd wander through chat rooms and find a...
This is a work of pure fiction. All persons and events herein are fictional. Any and all resemblance to actual persons and events is purely coincidental. Persons portrayed are 18 years of age and older. Please comment. -- It had been a boys' night out, and those who were looking for sex all struck out. Even Gene, whose fiancé was out of town, would be goin...
I grew restless, lying there on my back in my rented house in the northern Wilmington, Delaware, fringe and watching the light from the lighthouse in back sweep across my bed through the window, leave me, and then when I almost had gone to sleep, sweep across me again. I'd taken enough Benadryl before going to bed to knock out a horse, but it wasn't putting...
Oral Friends Six—Out of Town Adventure Due to a lack of other ideas at the moment I've decided to explore something I introduced in my last story, Rich's submissive desires. I hope you enjoy this story. ********** My friend, Rich, and I had explored his submissive fantasy the other day and we'd both found the experience very exciting. Rich had confessed t...