How can one describe in words the feeling that you get when a beautiful hard cock slides into you? How can you tell someone about the moment when that faceless man leaning against the wall in the dark room of the bathhouse makes you the centre of his world? Alternatively, the one with the thick uncut cock grabs you by the back of the head and forces himself...
The three months I've lived here have been a living hell for me and part of what's made it so unbearable is that I've enjoyed it. I can't even look at myself in the mirror without feeling disgust and hatred for the face staring back at me. Master David and Master Jim have turned me into a filthy, black cock worshipping pig. They have used me every day, since...
© 2014 by R. Keith Peck He lights up the joint he'd been fingering the moment he steps off the bus, even before the other riders dispersed Looks of horror are fired his way. Doesn't he know where this is? This isn't Denver. This isn't the inner city. This is suburbia. We're normal! A mother with a Greenpeace handbag clutched her fifth-grader's shoulder and...
The next morning I woke to the rocking motion of my bed and opened my eyes to see him kneeling above me, straddling my chest. We were both still naked and he leaned forward to put a wide leather collar around my neck, his balls and already half-hard cock grinding against my belly. Still half asleep, I laid there and let him put the collar on me, starting t...
The day started out in the upper-70s and the temperature hasn't even started to rise yet. It's going to be a very hot day, in more way than one. My wife's sister married a manly-man, a former hockey player and party boy. A day laborer named Chuck. He's never held a job for long and he seems to do the same thing with women. He was caught cheating on my wife...
Scott Clark hated his whiteness. He wasn't able to articulate it exactly in that way; he claimed to be coming to terms with his submissive nature and his overwhelming desire to serve the Black race. Had he been a bit more self-aware, a bit more introspective, he could have accurately described his self-hatred as stemming from his inherent need to feel superi...
Chapter 2: Gang Bang "Get on your fucking knees pig," the powerful Dom demanded. I was naked in Master Steven's basement dungeon. My wife Julie was fully dressed and sitting in a chair in the corner of the room watching me submit to a man. I was not gay, but I have always been very submissive and I had recently accepted my bisexuality. My eyes flashed at...
Hey all, here is a nice bit of fantasy for you. As always, please exercise safe sex in the real world and live out these dangerous fantasies here. Please note, before reading, that this story includes a bit of cross-dressing (panties) but not really enough to place in the Transsexual / Cross-dressing category, hardcore gay throat-fucking and sex, public sex,...
The agreement pt 2 "Don't worry though, it won't be going out on the net to be freely accessed by just anyone," the Master's assurance came as a wave of relief. I almost felt bashful as he seemingly suppressed a laugh knowing that he'd had me going for a few seconds. "This will just be films for a hand-selected few special clients with highly developed...
I must have drifted off... I woke up with a start as I felt a swat across my ass. I am not sure how much time had passed. 20 minutes? 2 hours? Who knows. Dom Tom had come back into the bedroom though, and wanted me awake. And apparently had rolled me over onto my stomach. My hands and legs were untied. I must have been sleeping deep. "Who gave you permissio...