This is a true story and I had to tell someone. :D I am 20 and in university. For months I had been fantasizing sucking a cock. I wasn't really attracted to men nor did I have the desire to be fucked or fuck another man. I was just curious about sucking cock. I live in a small city and was always wondering how I was going to get about fulfilling this urge I...
Now I'm a very straight acting guy that up until my early 20's would never have dreamed about being with another man, let alone servicing or touching another man's cock. My sex life took the usual scenario of being a randy teen trying it on with every girl in school and eventually losing my virginity to a lovely Scottish girl whilst on holiday when I was 16...
Disclaimer: All of the characters depicted in this story are a work of fiction and are over the age of 18. ***** Chapter 1: Anticipation It has always seemed incredible to me how the mind can take a simple act and elevate it to the sublime. Anticipation of the event can be every bit as euphoric as the act itself. The torment of wanting but not sating can...
I never considered myself an especially sexual person. As a young man I wanted to try sex – and at the first opportunity I did. But while it was wonderful, and I repeated it as often as I reasonably could, I never had the all-consuming obsession with sex that many of my friends had. After college I did what everyone was doing – got a job, got married, had ki...
Chapter Five: 2014: Words. They floated past him, recognizable but unintelligible. Heard but not understood. Half in a dream he heard broken shards of conversations. "...miracle he's alive." "...wasn't his fault..." "...we don't know how well he will walk again..." "...days before we know..." "...won't be an easy recovery..." Swirled in and among t...
It was later in the evening before anything truly interesting happened. For the most part we spent our day in Yasu's chambers getting to know each other. When asked he said that his hobby was reading and writing, it was very admirable of him. I told him that I enjoyed moving so I practiced the art of sword play, but I also made custom oils when I needed to r...
Malta, 1815 Billy woke in the late evening and reached over beside him to find the bed empty. He looked over to the French doors out onto the garden on the cliff overlooking Malta's Valetta harbor, with its vast array of ships' masts in view beyond the edge of the garden. He sat up on the side of the bed, opened the drawer of the nightstand, and took out a...
John barely heard the notification on his phone above the music and the noisy crowd in the bar. He flipped the phone over and cursed as he read the message. Hi John, something's come up, sorry gotta cancel tonight. Great, John thought. He was used to Steve being late, so he'd grabbed a booth and made himself comfortable with a beer... followed by another b...
The world swirled around him in a wash of dazzling colours and bright lights. It was beautiful and intoxicating and he wanted nothing more than to reach out and touch the stars that danced like a halo around his bed. He stepped quietly out of the bedroom and made his way out towards gilded balcony doors. A young lord, Tate didn't even know his name, lay sl...
Disclaimer: Welcome to my world! As always, here comes the disclaimer. You just can't live without those, can you? My stories are almost always fantasy based, (vampires and werewolves and angels, Oh my!) and this one is no different. This story holds strong BDSM themes as well as Slavery, polyamoury and romance. Mind you, my depiction of Slavery is *not* rea...