"I fell in love. I fell in love when I was eight years old and you were eight-and-three-quarters. You sauntered into Miss Jean's classroom with the sort of confidence I've only ever seen on the faces of Navy SEALs or astronauts. You walked straight towards me and stuck out your hand, an oddly proper move for someone who wouldn't learn to tie his own shoe...
When I had cleaned up and returned I found that CJ had wiped himself off with a washcloth that Binggum had conveniently previously located in a bowl on the coffee table and was stuffing and buttoning his sausage back into his red-silk pouch. Binggum was stretched out on the sofa, another wash cloth lying near him on the floor, probably used with a gentle tou...
I had never really been fussed about sex. I was 21 and hadn't even kissed another guy. I wasn't in any rush to, either. It'll happen when it happens, I thought. Besides, I was a student living at home and I wasn't out of the closet, so I couldn't bring the sort of guys I liked home. My first sexual encounter happened when my dad went overseas for a month an...
*Note to readers* This story involves nonconsensual sex between fictional adult characters, followed by a reward for obedience and compliance. If you're uncomfortable with this sort of scenario, please do not read. Otherwise, please enjoy! ***** Justin's life changed when Ricky moved in next door. For Justin, who had lived his entire life obeying his...
I sat bolt upright in a bed I didn't recognize. I stared down at the black satin sheets and looked next to me on the bed. Zak was next to me, his hands resting behind his head, the picture of relaxation. He wore a black silk shirt that blended in nicely with the sheets, and a pair of navy blue jeans. I was wearing some form of boxers judging by the feeling...
*This is a continuation of a fictional epic fantasy series. Contains sexual violence and other forms of violence occur. All content is completely fictional and not endorsed in real life. Please read at your own discretion.* * Every day was the same. By smashing lids together from the kitchens, the guards would come clanging down the hall waking everyone in...
I think that I was high. I had gone down to a friend's dorm room to see if he could hook me up with some marijuana. The year was 1973, and I was a freshman at a big, midwestern university. My name is Jack (6 feet, 202 pounds, high school athlete from the suburbs of Detroit). Up until today, I had never smoked pot. I decided that I wanted to try it, and my ro...
The first time I met Noah Redflower I'd assumed he was a volunteer. He sat on the front steps of the memorial prison hospice clinic, wrapped in a blanket despite the South Dakota afternoon heat. He was young, tan, with the typical long hair of a Lakota native. "I'm Marc," I said, holding out my hand. I had a black eye and a swollen cheek, part of the reason...
It was a warm day in July. Standing along a harborfront near the ferry terminal in a light blue polo shirt, a pair of tan shorts that hugged me just slightly and Birkenstock sandals on my feet, I might have looked like any other twenty-two-year-old gay man waiting for someone on a summer night. I looked out at the Atlantic Ocean and appreciated the vast be...
I awoke about an hour later, I was a bit groggy. I tried to rub my eyes but found resistance against my own movements. I shook the sleep from my head and tried again to move my arms, but found they were working against each other. "What the fuck?" I asked sleepily, not really expecting an answer. I pulled and twisted but found my arms were firmly tied togeth...