Abdul opens my door and I slip in, then swing my legs in. He closes the door. He gets in next to me and starts the car. As we back out the drive, I ask "Where are we going sir? I thought I wasn't allowed to remove my new collar? Did I displease you?" "I wasn't displeased but the collar is for home and special occasions, not for everyone. We are going to my...
I was chillin on my porch smoking a B when my girl, Odessa , and her gay ass friend, Nate, walked up. "Boo, Nate's bathroom is being worked on, and I was wondering if he could use your shower." O gave me that pretty ass smile that she knew I couldn't say no to, so I agreed. Nate sashayed his sweet booty ass into my house to take his shower and gave me a no...
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. JESSE "What the fuck??" My revenge seemed to be going to plan more or less, with that asshole getting my piss straight in his face just like he did to me. B...
A pair of swinging, wood doors with dingy, translucent glass opened into the men's room of the recently-restored, historic building. Roger was careful to push he door on the right open, lest he smash into someone coming out the other door. He found himself in a large vestibule with another pair of wood and glass doors opening into the privacy of the huge men...
Late into the summer evening the steel bands were still in full song. You could hear them even above the hubble-bubble of Frank's patrons. Anyway, the doors and windows were open. It was steaming, man. Our eyes met across the tables. Guys came to Frank's Bar to find other guys and hopefully get laid. He was a lager drinker, a good sign. I was on iced cider,...
The next day dawned bright and early at 8 AM with my cell phone alarm chiming. I clicked it off and looked at the floor to see Allen, my new slave, lying there in a diaper. His cock was creating a bulge in it from his morning wood, and I salivated at the thought of it. I crawled over to him in my doubled up diaper (which I had soaked again during the night)...
I always had a fascination with feminine things, dresses, shoes and handbags. Underwear was particularly exciting. I liked the silkiness of them. I loved the delicate straps. And I understood what it was to feel girly, as I wanked. As I passed my eighteenth birthday, I was still pretty. I had long hair. My hips were snake like, my body smooth. And I was sen...
Written by: Bi.A.Piggy Reposted from other sites Standard Rules and licensing applies. This story comes from the depths of my mind. I am not a professional writer just someone who like to put the dirty ideas in his head online for others to enjoy. I don't care if you don't like my style. If you don't like what you're reading, close the window and read so...
Returning to college after a long summer break, I was surprised to learn I would be spending my sophomore year in a hotel which the University had leased to ease campus crowding. Other than being totally unexpected, the move placed me far away from campus forcing me to conform to a rigid schedule of early morning and later afternoon shuttling. I had to learn...
This is a fantasy of mine. Yes, I know it may seem strange to some people, but for those who are into such things I hope it'll be a turn-on. It involves male-on-male, group sex, and forced sex. If you're not a fan of those things, please don't continue reading this story. It's not meant to be a great work of prose, just a fantasy. As a young, always horn...