Ethan woke the next morning to a constant ache in his ass that radiated down to his toes. It was a reminder of his shame, but he could never tell Mary. They'd come home late after the party and he went straight to bed after taking a long hot shower to try and scrub the smell of Afton off his skin. The emotional journey of what just happened had been too much...
I awoke in the strange bed, my mind foggy. I knew where I was, vaguely, but the warmth of sleep still wrapped me up. I fell back into dreams again, the horny dreams that swam around my foggy mind every morning. Dreams of gorgeous warm bodies writhing in pleasure, of dominance and compliance, of others enjoying me, of sensual kinky wanton desire. My erection...
"You need your butt paddled, don't you?" When I responded to his 'Dominant Male' ad I knew what I wanted, what I might be in for. I masturbate to nothing other than being used by a real man. But I didn't know this man would exploit that completely at the time, be as good at it, as addictive as he is, make me his full time sissy 'girl'. It started out two...
As always, comments and feedback are warmly appreciated! I felt his cock pulsing in my mouth, his hot cum surging out over my tongue, filling my throat, pumping hard inside me and I swallowed, again and again, feeling it sticky and salty and sweet. Mike moaned deep in his throat each time he spasmed, his hips jerking forward involuntarily, his short-trimme...
Introduction: Dear readers, this one is something a bit different for me. It is just a short and simple attempt to portray the love shared by two men through letters. It does however hope to capture the essence of a subject dear to me; the potential beauty of love between homosexual men. I hope you enjoy this little effort and as always, your comments and...
This is the conclusion to the Casey Trilogy. Enjoy! ***** So here we were. The night was finally here. The high school reunion. Awhile back, Casey said he'd had big plans for me tonight and I couldn't help wondering what he'd had in store for me. It's been a couple of months since Casey turned me into one of his cocksuckers, and he's kept my mouth busy le...
After my oral submission to you, I'm left quietly in the corner to reflect on everything that's happened so far till now. Mrs. Jones leaves satisfied, having "conquered" yet another sissy boy with her obscene weapon. After ten minutes you call me back to your side and announces that next week will be my final punishment session. I feel both relieved and sad...
Uncomfortably Full / Agonizingly Empty I paced in circles, naked in a worn-out motel. The room was old and dingy and the furniture was chipped and tired. I squished my toes in the carpet, an old 1970's style brown shag carpet. It was dirty and matted with age. It stuck to my bare feet as I stepped. I tried desperately to ignore that pit in my stomach. My g...
It was a class trip during college. Most of us were between 18 and 20 years old at the time and of course we, the boys, were interested in sex, despite most of us not having any, because girls were always playing hard to get. My name is Tom, and I was the only black kid in our class at the time. So basically, everyone in my class was white and all my buddies...
(The is a follow up story to The Hotel Hookup. I would suggest reading that first just to get a better frame of reference) ***** "Besides, you have the rest of the night to make it up to me." Johnathon then shot me a wink as we crossed the threshold into the bathroom. I had the rest of the night to make it up to him. I really hoped I could get it up agai...