Author's note: The following is a continuation of my experiences working at an adult store with a back room in the small college city. In the first chapter, I described how I got the job and my first experiences with anonymous gay sex. One older man even offered to pay me for light cleaning, if he could provide the outfit. For more details, please read part...
My name's David a thirty something white guy who's had a bad string of uncooperative white woman and so I'm returned to my college days of jacking off with guys. I am completely naked with my cut cock bare smooth and bare, lying all soft and flaccid between my legs. I'm still all mellow from having had my guest jack me off. Jonathan's sitting next to me, thi...
For those attracted to the title, here's what you missed in the first two chapters. I spent one summer in college working at an adult store with a backroom playing porn in sixteen little booths. Customers paid seven dollars to go back, and no one ever bothered about what they did with each other. I had been propositioned a few times as an attractive 20-year-...
Content/trigger warning: This series contains bullying, homophobic language, and non-consensual sexual acts, but they are integral to the plot and character development so please take them in context. DUSTY "Please... sir." Two little words, but just saying them is like leaping off of a cliff into the unknown. No parachute, no idea if anything will slow...
Part Two: Maintenance “Oh, yeah; he’s a total Pig,” my Master said. And yes, he knew what Pigs liked. . . . Within a few minutes the man began to cum in the ass before me, moaning, groaning and violently slamming into the ass until he pulled out. He dangled before my face his long, thick cock --and as I guided its smeary, slippery, dripping head into my mo...
Hair: black, long, straight as the trajectory of sinking moon on a hot summer night. Face: young, narrow eyes, stubbled, tanned by the sun of unwholesome lusts. Chest: narrow, hard, graven like pale stone. Jeans: faded, ripped, packed full where it matters. The smoke swirls and he looms in the door like a bone in the soup of desire. Behind him the night is...
NOTE: This story entails piss play. ***** Hoshi slowly returns to consciousness and awareness as the wisps of sexual bliss begin to fade. He can feel the warmth of his naked body lying under the warmth of his friend's naked body. He can feel the mass of cooling river of cum that was deposit between his ass cheeks and is making its way down his ass onto t...
The Saturday before last, I had an amazing watersports threesome in Hong Kong with a regular fuck-buddy of mine and a "Boy" (only 19) that he'd met. The next day we met up again (just for Yum Cha) and we talked about what we should do for our next session. They were both very much wanting to be able to try piss enemas and so they proposed that we should go b...
I was fast asleep, dreaming such sinful, delightful dreams when I felt my hands and ankles being restrained. Then I felt a heavy body sit astride me and it pulled down hard, forcing a ball gag into my mouth. I tried to resist but my teeth would have been smashed. The ball gag pushed into my mouth and my head was lifted as it was buckled tightly behind me,...
© 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...