After plenty of years reading stories here I finally decided to try my own hand, I welcome any constructive criticism and advice! This has themes of BDSM and domination too. Hope you Enjoy! I was like every other 18 year old, just counting down the days until I finished my senior year of high school. Which was actually only in one week! Only one week left a...
The furnace repairman gripped my wrist with his strong, calloused hand. Feeling like I was in a Twilight Zone episode, I thought this guy was going to let me suck his cock. Just a few hours ago, he had shoved it down my throat a couple dozen times until my face was a sloppy mess, or so I remembered. However, he had just reacted violently when I stripped almo...
My name is Bryce. I realized at an early age that my looks could open doors for me. I also realized that my big cock could close the deal. Most people would call the way I looked as classic all-American good looks. When I graduated from high school I was 6'4" with blond hair and ice blue eyes. You know the kind of eyes that can pierce right through the soul....
At the age of 18, Neil had gotten used to being an only child. He liked it that way. He never had to share his parents attention with anyone and quite often he got his own way. That was until his parents separated, and a year after the divorce, his mum had met someone new. Neil didn't care too much. He came out as gay three years back, and he was enjoying li...
I picked Damon up and walked to my chained section of wall. I grabbed my things below it and turned towards the door. This place had been be-spelled in very deep and very powerful magic, the same as mine. So, only one person could do this, my twin brother. He was probably trapped in his own darkness just like he had done to me. He had really wanted to keep...
Gilbert called my parents and asked if I could come over to help him. He was an elderly retired gentlemen whom my parents had befriended at my church. Since I was desperately in need of spending money and Gilbert was so generous with my older brother, I consented. Spending time with elderly men was not something that appealed to me, but I convinced myself th...
I was still fuming as I walked up the long driveway leading to my house on the bend of North Park Road. My fists were clenched and I was grinding my teeth, a bad habit of mine. I just could not stop picturing Jerry and Laser making out in the woods across the street. They'd been feeling each other up all over, kissing and hugging, two of my teammates on the...
Although essentially a very true story, I am a firm advocate of safe sex and for fantasy purposes have omitted the wearing and use of a condom and lube which took place. We had visited most of the bars in the small French town we lived in but never the one nearest our house as we had mistakenly believed it was only a trendy restaurant but one day found ours...
My father loves to keep the yard well maintained. He enjoys brining his coworkers and buddies home and showing it off. Naturally we have a grounds keeper. His name is Mr. Lynne. He is a pleasant older gentleman from Australia who I must admit does a very nice job. Still, one man can’t oversee everything. Dad liked to watch the men work and give instructions...
The streets of Vancouver were wet as usual and I huddled under the shop overhangs picking my way from one awning to the next and squeezing myself to the brick buildings to avoid the wind. I hated this time of year. Endless rain and I didn't get to see the sun for three months! I had just finished work and was making my way to the local coffee shop for some w...