Over the next few weeks, I worked with Dr. Miller in her lab. I was more of a secretary then a scientist, filing paperwork, blood and tissue samples, etc. I had to admit that working days was a lot easier than working nights and a lot more freedom. On Sunday I met up with Noah at the chapel. There was a local preacher who came by to lead a non-denominationa...
He was fit and tight. Infantry, I thought. It was 1955. Miz Connie's was a boarding house. Detroit. Autoworkers, most of us. He came in a cab. From the railway station. "Just this suitcase. Gotta room?" She put him in a room off the foyer. Private. Most of us stay in the what we call the barracks bunks twelve men loud and public. He paid his money. P...
Author's Note - Another chapter in. Next chapter will have some erotic content, but we're still a little ways away from the Efrain and Cory throw down. Thanks for reading! Tell me what you think. ~ Dayne ***** Chapter 5 - GSA, Yaoi, Chimps Fucking, and Other Things That Don't Interest Straight Guys After all that complaining I did about being mindles...
*Welcome back! I just finished up the next chapter and it will be up in two more weeks, hopefully I can write fast enough so that the chapter after that will be on time-ish. And to those who begged me to send out new chapters sooner, no. Just no :) Maybe I can live up to my name after all. I have the entire story outlined, so I know what is going to happen...
Having had my world turned completely upside down my life settled into a new pattern. I recognised that I was a cock hungry slut who needed to suck and fuck as often as possible, I needed to be used as a sextoy by men, men who weren't afraid to fuck me until I could take no more. To this end I would get away to meet Duncan and his associates as often as I po...
A boy stumbled through the snow. He carried only one small bag, but acted as if it was made of depleted uranium. He trudged through yet another drift as he thought about how he had gotten there. Could he go back? No. Dieing of cold would be better than going back. He pulled his thin denim jacked around his frail shoulders and trudged on. He glared at the gro...
When I moved out of state to college I tried to put my time of experimentations behind me. It had been fun playing around with Sean and Michael but I was too old for these sort of activities and I needed to find a girl rather than being one myself. I found myself bunking with a cute baseball player from back home named Stephen. Stephen was a bit shy when it...
COCK-SUCKER TALES: 'THE DISTURBING CASE OF THE HELLFIRE CLUB' In which the great Victorian Detective is forced to confront the dilemma of his own sexual identity... This strange tale has a curious history. In their exhaustive study Drs Ben Doone and Phil McCavity, Professors of Literature with a special interest in works of a Deviant, Transgressive and Pr...
*Hi readers! All characters are 18+ the part in the beginning is only a flashback. This story is slightly confused, but I think it belongs in Gay Male because though my main Character, Kip, has some elements of the feminine persuasion, he still identifies as Male, and all of the sexual encounters in this story are basically gay encounters with some unusual...
Another true story from my days of homelessness. As with all of these stories, I'm using the street names of the people involved, to protect their identities. *** It wasn't long after I started staying at the city shelter that I met Honcho, a thirtyish Latino fresh out of prison. He was tall and built like a brick wall, with a boyish face and kind eyes. I...