This is a book-length work, so not every chapter will involve sex. If you're just looking for quick wank, this probably isn't your story. Thanks for reading! ===== I woke up confused, with a cottony mouth and a pounding head. It had always struck me as extremely unfair that they pumped us full of these self-replicating, microscopic robots that could clea...
They were very, very rich. I wondered what they had done to become so flush. Inherited probably, I decided as I was led down a richly decorated hallway. I looked at the freshly cut wild flowers, stacked impeccably in gleaming crystal vases that were sat precariously on slender stemmed glass tables. I debated accidentally throwing myself at one of them just s...
Hi, everybody! I'd like to thank kevinmd & cookieaddict (don't have your Usernames, so I'm calling you by the first parts of your email addresses) for bringing me out of retirement – it's feedback like yours that makes writing for this site so rewarding :-) Y All characters engaged in sexual activities are at least 18 years old. Max Bruhner, ace investi...
My story starts with an adult dating site. I had a profile there looking for men for a while, but had no joy aside from the occasional man in his later years. Ideally, I was looking for a guy in his 30's or 40's to be a bit dominant with me. To cut to the chase, I forked out the extra cash to make my profile more noticeable and put up some pictures that I'd...
I was eyeballing that sexy bastard all fucking afternoon before he finally noticed me. I don't normally check out guys like that. Especially guys like him. However, I am not myself these days. A combination of anger, lust and pain has driven me over the edge. Crowley Jean is the name. My friends call me C.J. Who am I? A big and tall Black man of Haitian desc...
I was stopped on the street recently by a local YouTuber who wanted to know if I was into asian men. His shoulder bumped mine as he got himself into the shot with me, rudely targeting me with the selfie camera on his phone. I watched the tiny version of myself flounder for a few seconds. (Those weren't his exact words. The question he asked was: "Would you...
Tyrone Smith was home alone. Chilling in his room and watching TV was his idea of a relaxing evening, after all the stress of working and going to college. But being home for few weeks was a good break and now that he had the place to himself this evening, he could do whatever he wanted. And what he wanted was just some peace and quiet. After making himself...
"Are you sure? You don't have to go through with this." But, who was I kidding. Julio's choices had been shut down that first night—the night I'd found him supposedly by chance, but with chance having nothing to do about it. He'd been had even before I approached him at the Noobai Café, the discreet little gay hookup bar in the Restele district of Lisbon, n...
"I wrote this story for a friend in the States who wanted a Vampire tale just for himself. Marc was the same age as me at the time I wrote this story. (ie: 33) Rayne views him as the "Boy" because he's about 48 years old by this time, although he has not aged past his 30th birthday. "My friend is no longer with us, but the story survives him. This is for M...
This chapter contains urine ingestion, and torture. Chapter 5 David didn't seem to respond to me walking into the basement. He was in the half sleep that one can sometimes manage while hanging from your wrists. It was chilly in the basement, especially overnight, but sweat beaded his face. Trying to stay on your tiptoes all night would create cramps, but h...