Xiaodan—Little Dawn—had known it was coming—more or less. Less, as it inevitably turned out. He just didn't fully know what "it" was. His parents, no his whole village, had been honored when, as a particularly small and well-formed and fair-of-face child, he had been taken from his parents at a young age and sent to the renowned nanleshijia school for male c...
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...
David looked into Peter's face; there was no one between them now. Peter opened his eyes filled with tears. He looked at David and for the first time understood David's feelings for him all through his life, his possessiveness, his care, his tenderness, his silent love for him. The tears ran down his face. David licked Peter's tears tasting the saltiness....
Clint Folsom was angry, tense, and horny as well now, having missed his first opportunity to dispatch the killer of his lover. He had sought one form of death—Bruno Meister's death. Having been denied that, he now had a gripping need for another form of death. It was time to see if the Italian count was able to live up to his potential. Folsom crossed the f...
(Written by request for a satin fetish story by James A.) The music swells and the lights dim under the big tent, as the excitement builds in the audience and the buzzing conversations subside with the rising expectation that something—something special—is about to happen. Strobing lights and laser beams come up, gyrating around on the floor below and under...
My godson and I were returning to Laredo after a weekend in Nuevo Leon, Mexico. Cheap booze, cheap steaks, probably the best part of my weekend was when I hired a senorita to show Devin a good time! You see, Devin, had just turned 18 and had been accepted in the University of Texas so he wanted to party with his favorite gay "uncle" one last time before sc...
At the end of a long night of fucking, after Jim had finished thrashing out his repressed frustrations on my ass and his orgasm had drained away his wrath; along with a flood of his semen into my exhausted hole. He would look into my eyes and smile a wicked little smile. I would move the world to see that wicked little smile again today. I first met Jim at...
Authors' note. This is the first section of a collaboration between Electricblue66 and myself. This story follows Jesse several years in the future, meeting Adam [one of Electricblue66's key characters] and the events that follow. It was written turn and turn about with no pre-conceived plot. The result was, it's safe to say, quite unexpected... ~ ~ ~ ~ ~...
Emile LaCour, with his new chauffeur, Gage, in tow was gliding around the nighttime shadows of the docks along the banks of the Mississippi down river from New Orleans. It was in those brief hours between 1 and 4 A.M. when, for the most part, all activity was dead and the weak floodlights fought a losing battle with the morning fog to illuminate the bank-upo...
MIAMI PT 6: SLAVE AND MASTER I lounged naked on top of Henry's freshly changed bed linens and anticipated what new pleasures lay in store for me when Miami returned from yet another coke run. Henrys bitch brought my freshly washed clothes into the bedroom, and wondered what she thought of my lying there butt naked in her man's bed, knowing what had occurre...