by
timmywells
on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male
Plattsburgh, New York, in the summer of 1970...
It had been a rough couple of months for Dustin Wood, and his life seemed to fall apart in every way imaginable. First, his mother passed away in the spring, and with her gone, Dustin's father seemed to change into someone unrecognizable, drinking heavily and taking all of his frustration out on his only son....
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by
LittleKay
on Jul 15, 2020
Gay Male
I sat in the corner of a coffee shop Saturday morning, watching the local news on my tablet, earbud in my ear, when a man walked up to me. He wore a bright smile and a beige pea coat with silver buttons, skinny jeans and ankle height navy blue suede boots with a grey, 3 inch wooden heel. His hair was shaved on one side and flipped over against his shoulder o...
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by
noodneighbor
on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male
I woke up thinking last night had to have been a dream since I'd started my day pining for my runaway girlfriend, and somehow ended the day not even thinking about her but instead thinking about the huge black cock from a guy aptly named Tree. Yep dream for sure, except as I struggled to wake from it I heard moaning that could wake up my Grandpa Ebert and he...
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by
tristantrotsky
on Aug 31, 2017
Gay Male
All characters featured in this tale are over Twenty Years of age.
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I'm finding my way around my strange new world. A small-town boy, a runaway lost in the city, with only my older Gentleman friend to guide and educate me in the ways of sexual deviance, my patron, tutor and confidante. It is to him that I owe my awareness that an obedient and well-tra...
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by
KenTenn
on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male
Sitting in my English class reading stories from Henry David Thoreau, I kept thinking about plans to runaway from the world that never understood me. I must have been interested with my own mind because I had not heard Mr. Peterson ask me a question. I looked up to see everyone's eyes staring at me. Mr. Peterson was leaning on his desk, crossing his arms whi...
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by
jakladd
on Oct 15, 2017
Gay Male
It's true. We desire cock. Our wives have no idea what goes on inside of us with this desire to submit...to cock. We hide it from everyone but in our minds it's a runaway train. To touch, feel, pull on, sniff, rub our faces in it, lick it, taste it, suck cock. We've done it before, maybe a short time or a long time ago. The specter of guilt and shame dampens...
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by
Sungmehetu
on Sep 26, 2017
Gay Male
This story is based on several experiences in my life intertwined into one story..
All Characters are over 18
Please feel free to leave comments.
Editor's Note: Story contains nonconsent themes.
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The 17 runaway citations, the charge for stealing my parents car for joyrides in the middle of the night, the shoplifting charge, and the the charge for...
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by
brynnboi
on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male
Times had been tough since the family breakup and my mother did what she had to do to make ends meet. She spoke of how some of her dates were "professional" and since it was evident that she liked sex and needed money, then so what? At least she was discreet.
Early in life, she had been a runaway and a prostitute, so prostitution was by no means a new thin...
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by
mattmatthews
on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male
Everyone called him John, but his real name was Juan. It reminded me of how the Pittsburg Pirates called baseball great Roberto Clemente "Bobbie" instead of Roberto to make him more palatable to white fans. The only difference is that Juan wanted everyone to call him John instead of Juan to make himself less Latin. He wasn't black like Clemente, but had the...
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by
robertreams
on Apr 3, 2019
Gay Male
Sean had begged Preston to stay behind to keep the business going, But Preston would have none of it. He had gone from being too poor to own a slave in a 'country' where slaves and land were the only things of value, to helping and harboring and even being intimate with a runaway slave. He had changed from a supporter of slave ownership. Now he had killed a...
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