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...
The pandemic is keeping me from going out and having sex with groups of strangers in public, and from having 20 or more strange men shoot their cum all over my face, which obviously isn't the best way to keep from catching something infectious, and it is even taking away my opportunities to serve my black master. So I'll write about something that happened t...
Every year, the city of Savannah, GA holds a great St Patrick's Day Parade. It is reported to be the second largest in the US. My name is Jack. I live about 25 miles outside of Savannah and I have a friend, Ray, that owns a house overlooking Forsyth Park, near downtown. This year, Ray invited me to the parade, and never having been to the parade before, I r...
"You look sleek and well fucked. You tried out Saloon 1?" Nathan had returned from taking Glen to Georgia Street and was facing Ralph across the bar at the Bourbon Street Pub and eating another early-afternoon breakfast. "Yes, and you were right." "You found some closure on the death of your biker lover in there?" "Yes, found someone almost identical to...
'Oh God, if my ex girlfriend,Julie could see me now', I thought to myself breathlessly. What the bitch would have seen was me lying naked and face first on my Pro Domme's bed. I had a leather blindfold on, my wrists were cuffed tightly behind my back and I was currently drooling around a rather large orange ball gag thaT was too tightly jammed into my strai...
My latest bondage creation has got to be my finest. It has all the components necessary to make both the slave and the master very happy. I started with some square tube steel; forming it into an upside down "Y" with a crossbar two thirds of the way up the leg of the Y. Both the crossbar and the leg of my inverted Y are adjustable to allow for the height of...
It's Thursday night and I'm doing my usual shift on Gayline. Gayline is not a crisis hotline. We only answer the phone between 7:00 p.m. and 10:00 p.m. Monday through Friday. Our volunteers are not trained counselors. Instead, we do "peer counseling," which is basically being a gay person to talk to. A man calls. He asks about gay bars and cruising places,...
Disclaimer: This story is an account of male/male anal intercourse. "I've had enough," I say when he reaches over, offering to top off my wine glass once again. The dark red bitter Merlot has me warm, but hasn't gone to my head – or so I think. With a sexy grin he nods and says, "Ok, if you say so." I let him take the glass from my hand, finish it off in on...
CHAPTER TWO After having an orgasm jerking off with my friend on his couch, Stan surprises me by sitting on my lap and kissing me. This isn't a quick little peck on the lips. It was a "passion-filled-I-want-to-devour-you" kiss. Our tongues danced with each other. His arms wrapped around my body and pulled us together. I could feel our cum mixing together a...
I strolled down Folsom street heading towards one of the better known gay S&M stores nestled in the heart of San Francisco. Though I had no idea what the weekend held in store for me, I found myself nonetheless excited to be visiting again and yet, just beneath that electric excitement was a sense of nervousness about entering a gay adult shop. I was after...