The young groundskeeper found himself totally naked and strapped tightly to the stool. Sitting upright with his legs slightly separated he was bound and could not move an inch, nor could he even flex or flinch, he was a total captive. Now he was inside the old abandoned hospital, long left to rot and ruin. The property management company paid him to keep the...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. *** "You lost the football match." I said, looking up from my newspaper as I lounged on the sofa. William sighed, pushing the front door closed, dumping his things on the ground. He was covered in dirt, which told me that he did put some effort in; clearly, he hadn't put enough in. Fol...
When I was in my early thirties, I was heavily into rock climbing, often taking two or three multi-week climbing trips per year. These were usually done with my regular partner Jim, or another friend, or I'd travel alone. Most of these trips were to rural areas of the US, where we'd camp under the stars, cook all our own food, and occasionally make a long t...
Derek wasn't sure about this. He had been having fantasies about getting buggered, but now that he was in a situation where he felt he might really make it happen, he was less sure. Mandra was a good looking man all right; short and stocky but solid, strong and hairy. And Asian, which was the clincher in Derek's book. Well, he was almost bound to be Asian,...
*Hi guys... This chapter is a little shorter then usual, but I'm not going to be able to work on Poor Simon for a few days so I'm just giving you what I have. The 'Sexual Intensity Scale' is at a 7.5 All characters are 18+ Thank you and enjoy the following chapter!* * I was sleeping restlessly, and for the first time the alarm clock woke me up. The buz...
Dear Reader: This story will stand alone, but if you want to see how Bobby's uncle Charlie taught him what he needed to know about fags, you should read "Still in the Closet – Well Almost" and "Still in the Closet – Part 2." It was nothing like I had expected. I was working my ass off on the practice field. I was not going to suit up for at least two years....
Andrew Baxter had known he was gay since he was 15 years old. Earlier, he thought it was just a phase that all guys go through before turning their attention towards girls. However, by the time he was fourteen, he found himself staring more and more at guys, especially the ones with well-defined bodies. Guys gave him a very weird, yet extremely enjoyable f...
Authors note: This is a male on male BDSM fantasy that may be a bit rough for some tastes. If this isn't your cup of tea, skip it. It is just a fantasy. My regular readers know my mind works in mysterious ways. As Andy lay on his bed, he wished his master would come home. Andy hated being left alone so much. He knew his master had business to attend to but...
I couldn't believe it. I was on my knees, wearing nothing but skimpy black thong, with a massive cock bulge inches from my mouth. I was staring right at it, with a mans hand on the back of my head bringing my lips closer to his massive package. "You're going to have to beg for it, if you want to suck this cock, boy," he said while he pressed his speedo clad...
Previously in chapter 09: "Down boy, down!" I joked. "Do you want to get dressed and play some games or something?" It turned out that he did. We played together until midnight and then we ended up sleeping in the same bed again, this time his. As we fell asleep, he kept slowly rubbing my smooth legs which felt even better than when I felt them myself. Th...