Mike and I have been together for a long time. We first met in college forty years ago. Although we attended a fundamentalist Bible College, Mike was no afraid for people to know he was gay. I thought of myself as straight, though I did fuck my roommate Richard for about a semester. Since I was butt-fucking him, though, I did not see myself as a queer or AC/...
"Mmhmm." Just before dropping off I felt a surge of....love...for these great people, for my life...for my ability to love....it was dark, my phone beeped. I squinted at it....my brother texted, he got on the road early and would arrive by 730. I texted back, "join me and friend for yoga in my room?" He said he would. Isaac groaned and pulled the covers off...
SEDLEY, SCHOOLMASTER "Who's that fellow in the picture" Submissive Stuart's Master Fenton asked him one day while Stu was licking Fenton's boots in his office. Stuart looked up and noticed Fenton looking at the old painting of Stu's bewigged ancestor. "Oh, that's my great-great-great-great maternal grandfather, Sedley Codrington, Master Fenton. I don't...
Author's Note: All of the people, places, or events that transpire in this story are entirely fictitious, but are loosely based off of real experiences. Also, any feedback, comments, questions, and concerns that any reader might have are greatly appreciated. Enjoy! ***** As I pulled up towards the gym, I couldn't help but to think back to the day when I f...
Hey everyone! Thanks to your wonderful comments, here's a continuation of Some Kind of Voodoo. I recommend you read that one first, so that you can fully appreciate our dear Doctor's little silver-haired problem. * "We call it a video camera," I explained, setting up the camera on a steady tripod, digging the feet into the forest floor. Makya frowned at t...
All participants are over 18 ***** "Don't wait up," I said as I kissed my beautiful wife good-night. "Give Rog my love," Lori said. I nodded as I headed out the door, thinking my friend Rog was already getting enough love from one of us without her joining in. Rog was one of my oldest and dearest friends going all the way back to high school, and I'd kn...
There was good news and bad news! Good news was that I finally turned eighteen years old. I was dreaming about this day for ages - finally being considered an adult. I was filled with a sense of personal freedom that made me feel like I could do anything. Well... almost anything. The bad news was that at my ripe age of eighteen, I was still a virgin. I was...
PART I: BAD BOYS GET PUNISHED "Close the door behind you," he said. He looked like he could have been a fireman in his younger days. That's because he was large with a big body frame. Perhaps he had been in-shape at one point but now he was a decidedly heavyset man. Because firemen, when they reach a certain age and become fire chiefs and sit behind desks i...
My tongue reach out and caressed the underside of his large mushroom head. It jump in my mouth as I closed my lips tightly and felt something warm and salty-sweet dribbled over my tongue. Knowing there was no stopping this, I continue to to slide my mouth to his hardening shaft. I could feel the thick soft silky skin of his steel-hard man meat made me ache...
Harry had never had a massage. How could he even consider putting some poor masseur through the torture of massaging his fat body? A guy he chatted with online assured him, "They are professionals; they work with all body types. Your fears are irrational. Just book it and let it happen. You'll be glad you did." His back was killing him. He had put on a bit...