* This is a fantasy of mine and involves some forced sex and is written in a looser style than you may be accustomed to. I only mention that for those who may not be interested in male - male action and were expecting the next great novel. Let's get started.. There's nothing worse than coming home and finding water in your basement from a clogged sewer d...
Malcolm sat on the subway car, angry about his life. He was in his late 50s and still worked a grill at a restaurant. He had to take orders from some stupid white kid every day. He hated being ordered around by white people. Malcolm's also gay. He's had very little luck with men lately, though, because he's fat and not that attractive. He's 5'10, 230lbs, an...
The hunger for male flesh rises in me again. And I've got no choice but to go satisfy my cravings. My name is Jack Lemieux. A young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I'm originally from the City of Cap-Haitien in Northern Haiti but I've been in Canada for six years now. I attend Algonquin College in the town of N...
All characters are 18+ Author's Note: I've been getting requests for paranormal stories so here's the first of many to come. I will be posting more short stories of all things considered paranormal or supernatural along with my ongoing series The Fallen. Any other requests or feedback would be great. I always read my emails so don't be shy. Thank you for re...
You may think that being 70 sucks - life is ebbing, sexual drive with it, and your cock sags and goes into retirement. So this is an uplifting story, literally. And all true. Prelude Knowing I found boys attractive as a kid in the 1950s was pretty scary - gay did not exist and faggot was some creepy guy, I did learn that it is a big mistake to tell the cut...
"Woohoo!" I rejoiced out loud once I was in my car with the door shut. I felt incredible. The exhilaration of an awesome job change and the promise of freedom for total sexual exploration by day coursed through me. I liked my new employer and his cock felt magnificent in my mouth and ass. "I am now officially a slut-in-training," I said out loud again, "and...
Rick thought about the amazing sex that had been filmed for days. He wondered what he looked like and what Jack would do with the film while he was out of town. What was clear was that Jack was editing the video and would every day send a screen cap or two of the footage being edited with very lewd comments of how much he enjoyed that particular shot or mome...
I had not meant to, but I had apparently dosed off. I woke up still seated between Ben's legs at the foot of the couch. I had been leaning against his muscular right leg, with my arms wrapped around it as I slept. I let go of his leg and straightened up on the floor. I looked back over my shoulder at Ben. He only smirked saying, "Have a good nap, boy?" I no...
"ow oh god please...no more, Daddy" I screamed as he plowed into my ass. "Shut your mouth before you wake your mother." he pounded deep and slow. Each thrust he'd pull out almost all the way and slam back into me. And with each thrust he slammed me into my bitch who he had placed below me on his knees. "uhhh oh god...this is too much in one night. I can't...
My name is James. I am 6' 200lbs golden brown hair and deep blue eyes. I attended Oxford and was studying to be a businessman like my father, who owned a very successful real estate business. While I was there I became very close to my roommate Will. Before I met him I had never even considered gay sex before. Now it was all I could think about. When I came...