This chapter eroticises non-consensual sex in a voyeuristic sense, it does not condone or glorify it. It takes some of the archetypes of gay domination or S&M fantasy, e.g. positions of power, physical prowess, isolation, bondage to illustrate the motives driving such an assault. I have endeavoured to show how, in real life people can and do save themselves...
***Everyone in this story is 18 and is fiction*** Chapter 9: Simple and Clean Jason: As the assistant principal and security guard walked down the row of students,, my heart beat sped up. I felt KJ's hand on my right shoulder, I turned to him and he simply winked at me. I had already done some risky stuff lately and thankfully I hadn't been caught, but my...
Many years ago I worked for a British bank in Lima, Peru. I had an American girlfriend, Susan, who worked for a US airline. We were invited to a wedding in a small village, just outside the city. We drove there in Susie's beaten up old Buick and found the village without any problems. The party was great, the people were very friendly, and we had a great tim...
I thought everything would change after my experience with Anna. I wasn't sure how, but what happened seemed so significant in my mind. I thought it would change everything, but it didn't. I went home that night and showered, shaved, and got ready for bed just like I always did. My mind was running in circles, but that was about it. After I finished my show...
Hi Guys, Here's a little story I dreamed up one day. It's nothing like my other submissions - more sex less talk! I'll probably post three or four part's to this story as inspiration strikes me. I do sense that there will be more character (and relationship) developing later on. This story contains gay male sex so if that isn't your thing don't say you...
I opened my apartment door wide before I realized that I had forgotten to hide my tattoo under a hat. It was already too late. The man at the door was wide-eyed as he read the label pasted across my forehead. He was black, about thirty, a bit stocky and very handsome. He wore the tan shirt and striped black pants of a security guard from my office. In his h...
I had just returned to the office from my workout I usually did on my Friday lunch hour, when I was called and told to report to Mr. Kohn's office up on the Penthouse floor. My heart hammered in my chest, and I had a cold knot in my stomach. This couldn't be good news. It was Friday, the company had been laying off staff, and I was older. I hadn't even see...
All of his friends told Peter Townsend that he was crazy to buy the apartment in Cartagena, Colombia, in the luxury medium-rise building overlooking the ancient harbor, now yacht basin, as his retreat. But it was so convenient for him to sail his boat right up to the building's dock and whisk himself up to his retreat with its heavy security, and Cartagena c...
This is a tale of male on male, group, non-consensual sex... if this sort of thing is not to your liking, don't read it... If you are intrigued, and/or into such things, please carry on. Also, bear in mind, this is not a story of actual events or people, it is mere fantasy. All characters are over the age of 18. ***** One Fateful Night... It took place,...
In well funded, well organised prison systems, inmates are able to earn privileges by working in routine jobs such as cleaners, painters and other maintenance. In some institutions these can lead to vocational qualifications. Work in a prison such as this sometimes brings a small income, a hierarchical system other than that decided by the threat of physica...