Chapter One: Hi, I'm Ricky. I am attending college to study computer programming. I have not yet met the guy with whom I will be sharing a room. Time for some background information about me: I am lanky, and could never be described as good looking. In fact, I am rather unattractive and on the dirty side. To begin with, my feet could raise the living d...
Warning! This story is not politically correct. It contains raceplay, homosexual sex, rapes, racial insults ecc. All the characters are 18+. It's just fiction but, if this bothers you, STOP NOW! I woke up. Well, I thought I had waken up. Indeed, I was dreaming. Dreaming to be awake. I got up, wearing just my underwear. I walked slowly through the corridors,...
I was standing at the window of my bedroom on the 2nd floor of the house watching Mr. Colton next door work in his yard. He's never been very friendly, and as a kid, I was pretty scared of him as he was always gruff and growled at me and everyone else who came near his home and yard. God forbid my bike tire accidentally slip off the sidewalk and damage a sin...
I flipped the light switch to watch my eyes suddenly adjust to the bright living room and kitchen since there was no light coming in from the windows. The house was a bit of a mess but I didn't feel like cleaning it up, especially today with everything that's happened. I walked to my room and dropped my book bag on the floor. My bed was undone and there were...
This story is a fantasy, nothing more. It's not real; please don't leave feedback saying that you can't believe that this really happened. If you don't like gay sex or like reading about one man's sexual fantasies, please don't leave negative feedback because you were "surprised". ***** A career change nine years ago has me driving all over North America o...
I was dreading what was about to happen. My master was going to hurt me badly to ensure I would never rebel. I knew this for certain because I would do exactly the same if the roles were reversed. I could only hope that my affection for myself was strong enough to limit the pain. He left me tied up alone for hours, I was thirsty as I didn't drink the whole n...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consentual or reluctant sex. * I hear a bang of the front door slamming shut and loud footsteps heading my direction. It must be Matt about my recent Facebook post of coming out. All the responses have been extremely positive and supportive and I find myself grinning from one to ear to another. I turn to loo...
We live in these little cardboard boxes. Flats they're called. Cardboard coffins I call them. We call them. We can hear everything that goes on in this flea palace. So can the fleas. They can here Jimmy'meboy and they can hear the git upstairs, and the old poofs over cross the way. And it smells in here all over the East End. And we pretend we love in this s...
"This is a fantasy about a man being taken by other men, if you're not into such fantasies please don't leave negative feedback." ***** I'm traveling again. This is my busy season as a photographer, March through November. It's been a very good year so far and I finally made it down to Cocoa Beach, FL for a shoot at Ron Jon surfboard shop. Why these out of...
I remember how hot it was that day in August as I delivered the paper on my route in the unforgiving heat of the afternoon. It wasn't a very lucrative route delivering the Knickerbocker News, a paper than was published in the afternoon in Albany, not nearly as profitable as doing the Times Union in the mornings, but it was better than nothing and at least I...