The fucker across the hall would not stop playing Beethoven. Its pissing me off. It's three in the morning, I'm tired as hell, I have to get up at 6:00 AM, and the new neighbor doesn't understand the fucking building rules. I groan and pull my pillow over my head, trying to drone out the noise from across the hall. I have yet to see this damn new neighbor,...
"Sorry" I heard as I felt someone bump in to me. It seems we were moving in at the same time. "No problem" I said turning around to see the cutest guy ever. Him with a tall guy with a big goofy smile, small belly under his t shirt and basketball shorts which weren't good at hiding his dick since it was sticking straight out. He smiled and walked in to his...
It had been 3 days since I had promised to become a sex slave to my neighbor. It was 11:45pm and I was now lying awake in bed, wondering when I would get another opportunity to serve my master. I had thought of going to him, but decided that I should wait until he wanted me. I was just about to drift off to sleep when I heard my cell phone ring. I grabbed it...
"Damn it!" I said as I stubbed my toe on a gigantic box. "That didn't sound good" I heard from behind me. I turned around and said "No not really." There in my doorway was I a beautiful guy that looked to be in his late twenties. "Brian" he said sticking his hand out. "Dan" I said as I stood up straight and grabbed his hand. "Moving in?" he inquire...
I was at my lake house wondering if I was going to have sex that weekend. Although I was a masculine guy who appeared to the world (including my wife) to be a normal married man, I had discovered that I liked to be subservient to men sexually and I had managed to hook up with my neighbor at the lake. I learned that my neighbor liked to have his dick sucked b...
Driving back from his lifeguard job on a Saturday afternoon in mid-June, Ben thought back to a line in his favorite novel, "The Great Gatsby." "I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the Summer." He had turned 18 a few weeks before, graduated high school in the top of his class, filling out his days with his part time job, see...
This story is dedicated to Kept Sissy who was so instrumental in helping me understand my urges. I was in the final phase of getting my Doctorate in psychology. My dissertation was to be on the difference between transgender boys, homosexuals, and sissies. You see, the transgender feels as though they were born with the wrong physical sex organs whereas i...
Dom took a drag of his cigarette has he drove down the long road that overlooked the dam. He was thoughtless, listening to his music as he drove. He liked it that way. He never liked to be alone with his thoughts, never liked silence. He always had music or something to distract him from his troubles. The sun felt nice against his skin, as did the air passin...
I've visited our local adult bookstore several times now, usually only when my wife is out of town. I'm not sure I could think up any excuse good enough to explain to her why I wanted to head out late in the evening, alone, and without needing anything at the store. Last Friday night happened to be one of those rare occasions. She was out of town for the eve...
I toweled dry, wiping water and the Mr. Bubble residue from my skin. I closed my eyes. What was the problem? Despite my best efforts to ignore my little voice of reason, it whispered in my ear all the clichéd warnings my heart didn't want to hear... Don't mix business with pleasure. Don't put the cart before the horse. Don't be led down the garden path....