Unending thoughts of the events of Bryan's party swirled through my mind for days and occupied my dreams at night. As I lay in bed thinking on my experience, I would gently stroke my cock to orgasm as I went through the evening over and over in my head. I remembered the absolute satisfaction I got from of all these people using me for their pleasure and th...
Friday morning came too early for Justin MacDowell, who looked the picture of misery as he sat working at his desk in his small office at the prison. He'd barely been able to sleep since Wednesday, when the warden had discovered he'd been skimming money from the sales of prisoners' belongings to auction houses. The only way he'd been able to keep his job, an...
It arrived in the mail; Bryan sent me a thumb drive with the video from the gang bang at his place. I watched it several times, playing with myself each time, and despite knowing it was me I was watching, I could hardly believe it. The video was almost two hours, and rough in parts- the lighting would be poor, the camera would move a bit to quickly, but ove...
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...
I have held a secret for the past twenty or so years that no one that knows me would ever suspect. The reason I am writing them now is because I am having these urges again. You see back then I experimented in gay sex and now I am working hard to get my body back in shape to possibly do it again. Even though it was over twenty years ago, I can remember it l...
The next day I was late, as we both expected. But about four minutes after I arrived, Sara came walking into class. "Miss Thompson?" Professor Samuels asked. "Yes Professor." She replied. "Why are we late today?" "I sort of over slept." "No Sara, you did over sleep, not sort of." "Yes Sir." Sara took her seat. The bell rang after class and I sat there...
As I sprawl in my bed my toy huddles in his. His bed is not an afterthought: nothing I do with or to Will is an afterthought. He does not have a pillow, his sheets are woolen and scratchy, his mattress was carefully chosen to be harder than he likes and too short for him to fully stretch out on — a headboard and footboard block him from even trying. All of t...
College can give one more than just a mere scholastic education, if one is willing to be opening to such additional education. That is what I found out anyway. Now I'm not saying everyone's college education was, is, or will be anything like mine, but if you are lucky enough to get a Professor who is willing to teach you more than what's in the class schedul...
Hey, I'm Mark and this is my story. I'm gonna explain who I am now, who I am was before, and how I got here. My story is gonna start kind of slow but I want a good foundation to explain how I got in the spot I'm in now. It wasn't my fault I ended up this way. Physically, I'm almost 5'8"s tall, very slim, smooth, no facial hair, and a face my mother calls an...
Please note... the following story contains incestuous behavior as well as some mild bondage, dominance and submission. ... "I'm fucked," Richie said as we neared his farmhouse, and although it was still almost a quarter of a mile away I could see the faint glow of a cigarette being inhaled on the porch of Richie Snyder's place. "Don't blame me," I said,...