WARNING!! THIS IS A GAY MALE STORY, BUT IT IS ALSO AN EXTREME BDSM STORY AS WELL. THIS STORY COULD EASILY BE PLACED INTO ANY OF THE FOLLOWING CATEGORIES DUE TO THE CONTENT: GAY MALE, BDSM or FETISH. I HAVE REQUESTED THIS FOR THE GAY MALE SECTION, BUT IT MAY END UP IN THE BDSM SECTION OR ANY OF THE OTHERS IF THE EDITORS OF LITEROTICA DECIDE TO RE-CATEGO...
***** This story is a gay/bi male, horror-themed, erotic suspense story, told in three parts. All situations, characters, details and places described are fictional. ***** #dominance and submission, #restraint, #bondage, #suspense, #dub-con ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Part II - Jaxon wakes to find Deacon's strapped him to a table and wants...
It was 1970 and I was a nineteen-year-old college student in England enjoying a weekend of bondage sex at a country farm house with my new friend Gary and with Malcolm the home owner, a dominating retired military man. ***** I dozed for the next half an hour or so, only half listening as the guys reminisced about old times and old friends. I was cozy and w...
When I woke up that Saturday morning, I made a bowl of cereal and opened up Grindr. The moment I did I was yet again bombarded with messages and taps from several different guys who were clearly all soldiers. Half of the guys that messaged me sent dick pics (of course), and the other half acted like they just wanted to chat. Yeah right. Well, I figured I'd...
The human struggled in his binds, trying to break the rope tied around his wrists and around a thick wooden spear impaled into the ground. Sweat dripped over his naked frame as the cool night air kissed his tan skin. His muscles flexed as he moved, the toned canyons and valleys tensing and relaxing as he tried to break free. A fine looking black hair traile...
Mitch struggled against the restraints. He was tied securely to the metal framework of the bed, seated with his back against the cold metal bars. When they had brought him here – who ever ‘they' were, they'd stripped him naked and tied him down. Mark didn't remember being brought here; his mind was blank. He stared around the room, hoping that something wou...
[This is a completed four-chapter story that will post within ten days] ***** He should have known. He should have known that Hal Etheridge wouldn't have had him brought to a fleabag hotel like the Downtowner on 14th Street. Etheridge wouldn't be in a place like this. Chaz and Fred, two of Etheridge's minions—goons, really—had met Jason at the elevators on...
Whoever Weak light was filtering into the window through the opening between the mismatched towels he'd used as curtains to try to close out the blinking neon sign of the Chinese restaurant below. They hadn't been effective; blinking red lighting had been bouncing all around the walls of the dingy little room since he and I had stumbled in here from the bar...
Chapter 12: My Hands are Tied I slid the amber lenses of my sunglasses over my eyes as left the building. The sun was shining brightly and I felt my phone vibrating in my pocket. "Hey Robbie." "Guess what babe?" "What?" Just hearing Rob's voice calmed me and put me in a good mood. I had been nervous settling into a Spring semester and my new classes. "I'...
K. Nitsua. Copyright 2013 by the author. AUTHOR'S NOTE: Having sex with one's doctor is a potent fantasy for many adults, as the many stories written on this theme indicate. There are people, mostly men, who put a lot of time, effort and skill into making such fantasies come true for their lucky clients. The scenes they construct mix realistic medical proce...