When The Man returned from work the boys were at play, David thrusting deeply and powerfully into Sasha's perfect round bubble butt, enjoying the sight of his lover's sore ass. He had been whipping it again, and he could see the blonde 20-something who was currently arched and getting thoroughly fucked by his other 20-something lover had been crying, and moa...
Author's note: Sorry, I was hoping to get to some sex by this chapter, but it's going to have to take just a little bit longer. Hopefully the wait will be worth it! 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 co...
Note to Readers: This story contains nonconsensual sex between men. If this isn't something that interests you, please move on. Otherwise, enjoy. ***** John and Jeremy knew exactly what kind of men they were. They'd never really tried to deny it, and never really felt a need to change. Being fraternal twins, they had a lot in common, and while they w...
[pre-story]This story's not dead! I was a little stuck trying to figure out what to work on, and I got some comments recently asking for more M/M stuff, and then I got inspired and now here we are. Convenient that the first story to go public in pride month is M/M. Content Warnings: M/M, femboy, sissy, potentially offensive dirty talk Disclaimer: All chara...
I'm an amateur at writing, I'll gladly recieve any criticism, and I hope you like. --- The day was long, tiring. Everything seemed to pass me in a blur of movement, meaningless speech here, cold unfelt laughter there, shovelling meals I don't taste down my throat so I don't starve. What did I even do today? I rolled down the window of my beat up, rust r...
I gripped the bedsheet when he pushed in deep to finish inside me with a loud grunt. He then smacked my ass and placed a 20 next to me head. I turned around to get dressed again as he gushed about how amazing my ass was and asked how a prostitute could stay so tight. He was Underworld but at least he paid, must be my reputation I assumed. So many Underworld...
I was working as a waiter at Le Ristorante de Fancypanse downtown, and it was the night of a big gala fundraiser. Suits and ties were the order of the day. It was a hectic night, everything had to be just perfect, but it worth it, knowing the tips were sure to be astronomical... and boy were they ever, in more ways than one. There was this one older gentlem...
I had been talking to this guy over ICQ for the past two weeks and he finally invited me over for a drink. It was about a half hour drive drown to his secluded house out in Maple Ridge Forest. I walked into his house, which was no problem because the door was unlocked and the handle looked slightly busted, all the lights were off and if he hadn’t invited me...
I visited Mr B a couple more times in the following weeks; once for another overnight visit, which involved a quite severe and prolonged caning from Mrs Walsh, whilst the second time was a summons at short notice just to "drain his balls", as Mr B put it. This lasted no more than a few minutes and simply involved me getting on my knees just inside his front...
This story contains bare butt strapping and may not be acceptable to some readers. * Corporal punishment was a way of life for us. Our strict, preacher father would tolerate nothing short of faultlessness from my older brother Paul and me. Paul, though twenty-years of age, was still a regular victim of father's sadistic thrashings; and would remain suscept...