None of the characters in this story are under the age of 18! Far from it! I suppose it could have been posted in "Mature" or "BDSM" but the dominant theme is m/m. The names have been changed to protect the guilty except for the characters who don't really exist. The men in this story are risking their health and their marriages; the ones that are married th...
Editor's note: this submission contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sexual situations, as well as breathplay and autoerotic asphyxiation. * "Have you ever engaged in autoerotic asphyxia?" I really should have seen that one coming. I think my face turned scarlet. Jeez, don't you believe in foreplay? I searched long and hard on the dark web to...
Arriving a bit later than normal on a very pleasant December Saturday, there was still a line of at 10 men in front of me. So soon after opening time, crowding inside would not be an issue. The thought of the increased number of potential partners certainly made my cock stir a bit more than normal, the bowl I had just smoked enhancing my anticipation of havi...
Author's Note: This chapter sets up at least two more that will contain the action, the second coming in a few days. I'd skip the story if you're going to find large sex toys off-putting. The premise was way more fun with objects that wouldn't be easily explainable. *** I moved into my freshman dorm room on the very first move-in day available for the fall...
Saturday, February 8 9:15 AM EST Chattanooga University Sports Center, Chattanooga, TN Mitchell Daniels "Ladies and Gentlemen. My name is Cliff Vega. I'll be your announcer for today's meet. I'd like to be the first to welcome you all to the Chattanooga University Sports Center for today's wrestling dual, especially the Wyoming State University Moose wre...
Afternoon riding through changeable summer weather, blustery but generally dry, the sky turning dark grey, blue, and white in turn. Interesting riding weather, though not the cause of my pulse's quickening, nor the reason a familiar hollow was growing in my stomach. Unlike most trips, this time the traditional bottle or two of beer before cruising to a glory...
The next day I woke up like I usually did. Went through my normal morning routine, as I got out of the shower, got dressed. I went to the kitchen to fix my morning meal of bacon, eggs, toast and coffee. I was surprised when Sue walked in to the kitchen, as she normally does not get up this early. She does not need to be at work for at least an hour and a hal...
Thanks for the feedback from my first chapter, and first story to publish here. I know I'm spending a little time setting up these stories. As things move along, and I start spending more time in places, (I've moved more than most), there will be less, "setting the stage", before each chapter. As I ended the initial chapter, I had just received my first eve...
Note to Papa's fans from the family: Papa Izzie is no longer with us. He succumbed to a pulmonary embolism 12/13/2017 in Sydney NSW Australia. He left his body to the research project he was part of. He did this in hopes it could save others in the future. The rest of his body was cremated and returned to the U.S. where his urn and Daddy Aza's urn were unit...
Prolog, yeah I know the fishing and camping stories have been done to death. To be honest it is one of my favorite plot lines. So here is my version of a well used and worn out plot line. My two buddies and I have been planning this trip for a long time. The first fishing outing of a season has turned in to a tradition for us. The Midwest winters seem to ge...