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...
Entering the room immediately caused my stomach to churn with excitement. Something about entering a place where strangers are in control and you anticipate being involved with sexual activities. The what, why, and how remained a mystery. This only added to the combination of nervousness and excitement. The woman with a strangely deep voice said, "Welcome...
Chapter 3: Under Orders © sadierosebermingham 2004/5 "I am 'not' givin' you a key, that is my last word on the subject!" Rayne Wylde did not look up from the broadsheet newspaper spread out in front of him. His dark hair tumbled forward obscuring his pale features and he ran long fingers though it absently, resting his cheekbone against the palm of his han...
Revised version copyright 2008 by the author. AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is another one of my former magazine stories, long out of print, back now in a polished-up version. This story is about me and Ted. Ted is my regular massage therapist, and also my good friend. It just goes to show how the Internet has changed life, because I probably wouldn't have met him a...
Summary: Straight guy finds a theatre where anything gay goes. Note 1: This is part 5 of a potentially lengthy series about a couple exploring many aspects of their once-hidden sexuality. Part 1 was told in two separate versions: To read the wife's version read: Kinky Tales: I Pegged my Husband In this story Dani accidentally learns that her husband has...
Even though he was late - the knock on the door startled me and jolted me out of my thoughts. I'd been thinking (not for the first time) that having our meeting on Friday afternoons was not a wise idea. I'd had the hots for him since I first saw him - but my "Gaydar" isn't great at the best of times. Made worse by the fact that while I masturbate every week...
I could not believe it. The woman behind the front desk told me again, "We are sorry sir, but we have no reservation for you and the hotel is completely booked for the whole week because of the meetings and retreat for a major financial institution." "I know!" I said. "I am supposed to attend those meetings and participate in the retreat! Please, help me ou...
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...
The warmth of the sun hit me after such a long time in the dark and dirty recesses of Master S's world. The fact I was wearing heavy duty rubber panties and bra became all too apparent as I started to perspire, not that I could take my hoodie off in the area I was about to walk through and with what I was wearing under my shirt. I started to walk on my sti...
It was about 230 am Friday night when I walked into the Crypt adult book store on 30th Street in San Diego Calif. The Crypt's usual clientele was mostly gay men, and tonight was no exception. I felt my face burning as I walked back into the peek booth part of the store. These booths had no doors or curtains so offered no privacy of any sort. There were sever...