Dylan woke the next morning with the sun shining onto his face. He was still in shock from his dream, how real it was. Kyle had already gotten out of bed and left the room. Dylan just laid there for a bit stretching before forcing himself to get up. He went into Kyle's bathroom to rinse his face and looked in the mirror. Dylan had the worst case of bed head...
Disclaimer: The following story, as indicated by the title, involves adult themes and non consensual sex. This story is intended for entertainment purposes only. Any resemblance of characters or events depicted herein is coincidence. If you feel you might be offended by the subject matter, stop reading now, or continue at your own risk. If you are not of leg...
I decided that while enjoying my short vacation away from Boston, I should include at least one sexy trip to one of Montreal's famously sexy gay men's saunas. I am bi-sexual and I enjoyed a couple of hot flings with two different older men when I was in my late teens a few years earlier. I am told I have decent looks and I have found that my swimmers style s...
He looked at me with a sharp menacing stare and a shiver ran down my spine. I wasn't sure what I was doing or what I'd gotten myself into but I feared that I may have made a terrible mistake. He stepped closer with his intelligent eyes affixed with mine and my stomach started to churn. My eyes traveled down his half naked body on their way to their rightfu...
I decided that my short vacation away from Boston should include at least one sexy trip to one of Montreal's famously sexy gay men's saunas. I am bi-sexual and I enjoyed a couple of hot flings with two different older men when I was in my late teens a few years earlier. I am told I have decent looks and I have found that my swimmers style smooth, slim, light...
The following story is a fictional account. The characters are entirely unreal and so are their situations. Thus no direct attention was paid to probability or safety for the characters. Such practices should not transfer over to real life situations. Practice safe, sane and consensual sex. For your own damn good. If you have problems or issues with queer po...
You know when you see someone that stops you in your tracks and your jaw drops? Someone so gorgeous that the world seems to slow down around you? Emanating from you is this tingling energy but you can't quite describe it. It's like static attraction, pulling you across the room, making you wanna follow that person to the ends of the earth. That happened to m...
It was the spring of 1974 at a lakeside cottage north of Toronto. I was a twenty-four-year old bondage bottom spending the weekend with Robert, an older dominating fellow Englishman and Marco, the hunky straight, but curious, son of the cottage owner eager to try out BDSM. As the evening got late, Robert tied my wrists behind me and held me down while Marco...
The following story is a fictional account. The characters are entirely unreal and so are their situations. Thus no direct attention was paid to probability or safety for the characters. Such practices should not transfer over to real life situations. Practice safe, sane and consensual sex. For your own damn good. If you have problems or issues with queer po...
The next morning, I was out of bed early, despite how late I had been up the night before. I had carried Jenna into bed after Todd left and stripped her and put her in her pajamas. She stayed asleep the whole time, but I found myself still wired from my banging start to the new year. I replayed my encounters with Todd until the wee hours of the morning and f...