Gay Owner Stories

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Part 01: The Owner of My Lonely Heart

by irishmile2001 on Sep 28, 2020
Gay Male

We met online, in a chat room, M4M. No agenda, no fetishes, just guys looking for other guys. We started out chatting, opening up about our desires and needs and the satisfaction missing in our lives. After weeks of near misses we finally met for coffee. We both had used pictures that were probably ten years old. We both were a bit gray now, and on the over...

Bellissimo

by alexcarr on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Andre was a very successful restaurant owner., a chef in his own right , he calls his place 'Andre's Pantry.' Stefan is a rent boy. (Correction was until he met Andre read on>>>) Andre was one of Stefan's many regular clients - but not exactly for just one the sexual element. That is why basically Stefan has dropped his other clients. Andre's rich reward i...

Wild Card Ch. 04

by dayne on Aug 28, 2017
Gay Male

In the short time that I'd been Lola's owner, I had learned a few things. Lola likes being held. Lola likes playing with feathers. Lola likes when you scratch behind her ears. Lola does not like cat carriers. Which she made absolutely clear when I settled her in it before we left the store. She also did not like being put on the floor behind the fr...

Bitter Fruit

by sr71plt on Aug 17, 2017
Gay Male

Ebisu Hoseida, owner of all of the cotton mills within sight of Musashino Mountain, sighed as he wiggled his hips into the pillows and held his young consort's silken black-haired head in his lap. Toshiro was working vigorously on trying to bring Ebisu's cock alive, but it was slow going. Ebisu cursed his luck. Forty years building his fortune and begetting...

Floating World Bitten Peach Ch. 06

by KeithD on Dec 10, 2019
Gay Male

Deng Qiao, owner of all of the cotton mills within sight of Langshan Mountain—Wolf Hill—at the fringe of the Yangtze riverside town of Nantung, sighed as he wiggled his hips into the pillows and held his young consort's silken black-haired head in his lap. Ping, the singer musician, who Qiao had bought from the Cut Sleeve Nanleshijia—men's pleasure house—was...

Revenge for Christmas

by KeithD on Nov 18, 2019
Gay Male

The first time I saw Lester Hodges, the Midwest shopping mall developer and owner, was at the blood fights in Kampala, Uganda, in early November. He had invited his lawyer, Art Brandeis, out to attend the fights, and Art, one of my regular clients, had brought me along. Hodges was an ugly bear of a man, over six and a half feet tall, heavy to the point of o...

4-Way Nude Capitulation

by KeithD on Jul 14, 2020
Gay Male

"We have nude beaches here on Cyprus for gay men," the art gallery owner said as he moved around the studio couch in the photo studio behind his Nicosia gallery and fired off camera shots of me posed in the near nude on a blue silk drape. "All of them are on private property, though. I happen to have such a beach—very private—at my beach house near the airpo...

Jail Time Ch. 01

by oralguy82 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I was spending a couple of weeks in the county jail waiting for trial for a little misunderstanding over the ownership of a car. The first couple of days weren't too bad. There were 16 cells on my floor, and 5 guys serving short time. I was starting to get pretty horny, and that was it easy to take care of, but still not really all that satisfying. I wante...

"A" Room

by Brian70 on Sep 15, 2017
Gay Male

Martin and I arrived at the boutique hotel late on Friday. The owners were kind enough to stay past the normal closing time of the front desk to accommodate our check-in. They brought us to "E" room giving a quick tour of the grounds and the room. We were there for Martin to have meetings with a few businesses he worked with. I had tagged along to enjoy a va...

Art for Heart's Sake

by Pelaam on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Ryan gave a bone-weary yawn and, for the umpteenth time in just a couple of minutes, rechecked his ponytail was still secure as he adjusted his cap. Tony, owner of the small fast-food cafe/take-away, would be furious to know that at 1.30 a.m. he was alone in the shop. Ryan had already decided to start cleaning up and closing down. Sometimes the place could b...