It was getting late one night when I received a text from my Master "Bitch put your anal plug in your ass and get over here NOW!" I jump up out of my chair and ran to the bedroom and pushed my jeweled anal plug in my ass pulled my shorts up and drove to his home. It is a beautiful full moon warm night. I drive to Master's home and get out of my truck. I op...
On Tuesday night I went to a Masters Swim Squad training session. This was the second time I've gone along and I'm enjoying it. Most of the people are in their forties training for triathlons and I've been the youngest guy there both times. While I don't think I need much motivation to get me to the pool to do laps, the training is different to what I do whe...
I was born in a country where the third born son was sent off and raised as a servant for the men of wealth. Often, these servants would be used for sexual acts of deviancy. It wasn't seen as unfaithful to their wives or homosexual. No, it wasn't frowned upon at all. In fact, men who were elite enough to have a servant boy were viewed highly in society. The...
I was at volunteering at a local politician's office on the south side of my town doing phone banking. I looked at Scruff and saw his message and picture of his hot, straight 9" cut cock, "If you want this huge cock and my 5-day load down your cocksucker throat, you must come right now." I ran to my car in and drove to his building and parked in the visito...
This is the fourth part of my first story. I hope you have read the previous parts to understand how I have got to where I am now. As usual I welcome any comments or suggestions. Still unsure what is the right category!! I'm assuming Gay Male but could be BDSM. ***** It's now four weeks since my life changed, still debating whether for the better or not....
Ryan's adventure continues. I'd like to thank the fans of this story. It has a few more chapters after this one. I know that it had a dark and vicious start. Some have called me on it. But the overall story is how I categorized it, not chapter by chapter. Those that skim the story may not have understood the whole thing. Thanks to the fans. ***** He ate as...
I walked up the hotel corridor, it wasn't terribly elaborate. A budget hotel. White walls, plasticky wood, sterile, blue carpet. I was trembling, was this right? This wasn't me. I hated myself in that moment. I hated how much I wanted it. It was all so undignified, I was degrading myself. A regular slut. It was a long walk but longer than it seemed. One day...
I lay on my blankets wondering why what happened did. What kind of a slut am I? Here I am with cum dripping out of my ass and a belly full of it. How did I come to this? I am not queer. I am straight...aren't I? You decide. It all started about a month ago. I was in an arcade and met this guy playing one of the games. We got to talking and I mentioned that...
Fucking matron was the national sport at our public school (that’s “private school” for Yanks). It was a rite of passage without which no future Australian captain of industry could hope to attain a Dick Grasso-esque remuneration package. But final year frolics came first. We'd reached 18 and were ready to rock and roll. We were wizards of wanking . . . mas...
Mistress Caprice stood in front of me and looked deep into my glazed eyes, as I rocked up and down on my rubber cock. "I had to pay a pretty penny for you bitch, after so many people had watched some of your more extreme videos. A lot of very depraved people could see just how much use you might be." "But I wanted you before your inevitable trip to the far...