College was going to be a fun ride once Ryan and I discovered each other. After our very first sexual encounter things changed. Very quickly we were sharing a bed and at that early honeymoon stage class became a kind of torture. Toward the end of the day I would be bouncing my foot on the floor and trying not to think about what I wanted to do once we were b...
Chapter 1 The team had cleared out of our weekend house and I'd arrived to see what damage had been done. My son had been a bit sheepish when he asked us if he could use the place. Initially he had told us he didn't want to bring his college friends up to the house but as the years went by, he seemed to find more occasions. First it was a weekend with his...
I would like to start by saying I am new to writing so I hope you don't judge me too hard on my literary naivety. Nor am I experienced in Bondage or Master Slave relationships. This story is pure fantasy from my part and is about what I find erotic and stimulating. Please bear this in mind when reading the story. I hope you find it as stimulating reading as...
"You've seen, haven't you?" "What? Seen what?" Ron asked. He was skittish, both nervous and a little excited by having Theo stand this close to him. They were in running gear and milling around with the others near the starting line for the 4th of July charity race being sponsored by Temptation Castle. There seemed to be a lot of hunky guys around ready to...
Authors note: This story is a work of fiction and should not be used as a guide to the lifestyle or techniques of the BDSM world. This story will have five parts. I will try to update once a week. This chapter is just a bit of smutty backstory. *~~~~* I walked around him, inspecting his form as my cock grew harder by the second, his beauty and submission...
Preparations have to be made first. The sling is up, the bondage table cleared and cleaned, the various toys and equipment assembled and checked out. The gear is the first and, for me, one of the most important considerations -- leather is BY FAR the preferred choice. Maybe it's the act of putting on clothing that is so overtly sexual, or the fact that I am...
Robert had come over to my apartment on Saturday night and I'd spent most of the time since being tied up with a butt plug up my ass or sucking his cock or swallowing his piss or being fucked or spanked. Now it was late on Sunday afternoon and just as I was about to get another beating, he stopped to make a long-distance phone call. I was confused and annoy...
It was the spring of 1974 at a lakeside cottage north of Toronto. I was a twenty-four-year old bondage bottom spending the weekend with Robert, an older dominating fellow Englishman and Marco, the hunky straight, but curious, son of the cottage owner eager to try out BDSM. As the evening got late, Robert tied my wrists behind me and held me down while Marco...
Rage. Heat. Raw emotion. High ecstasy. Building sensation. Things that can't be controlled, that can't be ignored, that can't be released. This was a night not like any other. Two orks making love, after momentous events of their relationship, has made this night the night of pure lovemaking. And this not just any ordinary night of lovemaking, this is diffe...
"Gentlemen!" Steve Steel addressed the crowd. "And you guys, too!" There were 107 men gathered around the wrestling mat in the big main room of Steel Steve's Global Health Club. Each had paid $250 to watch this event. Many had paid extra to do more than watch. The proceeds were going to a group of gay organizations. A dozen of the spectators were totally na...