I no longer recall what triggered the idea of this little story. First, it's not erotic. As usual, I was torn about which category it would best fit in. At the heart of it are the feelings of two men for each other, so I went with "Gay Male". If you're looking for a quick sexy read - this is not it. Although there's no sex, all the characters are over 18....
So far I've had some fairly positive feedback on my first story, so here's Part 3! Once again, in case anyone was wondering, everyone in this story is above 20 years of age and everything happening between all parties is 100% consensual. This story simply touches on the sub/dom aspect of an internet relationship formed on a cam-site that recently turned phys...
"Well," he said "what are you going to do for us? You want to go home, so what are you doing for us?" The threat was there in his voice and I wondered if it was time to fulfill my fantasy. The problem was I didn't know how to go about it without the two of them guessing my secret. I suppose you want to know what the fantasy is. Well it's quite simple reall...
"Just who the fuck do you think you are?!" Running, Arthur was running so fast he couldn't believe it. City lights were curving and springing in his vision. His thoughts were drops of watercolor paints falling into way too much water, frail, thin, and overpowered. "FUCK YOU!! GET OVER HERE, YOU LITTLE SHIT!!" Away!! Get away!! Jake was danger, nothing but...
Jarred is on his way to the audition, jarred for sure, traumatized from the way Darnell had handled him and soaked the young white stud in his Nubian essence. When he starts to feel angry and used he realizes that it was his idea and that he, much to his chagrin, got off hard at the twisted scene. Mess with the bull and you get the horns, and oh did Jarred...
It was a boring Sunday morning and I was prowling the chat rooms looking for someone, anyone to inject a little excitement into my day. Finally an instant message. He was 55 years old, 30 years my senior, and not too far away. He said he was a dom top looking for sub bottom boys who would dress up for him. Right away I was interested, but slightly scared bec...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: You will probably enjoy this story much more if you have already read the series Chris Donaldson, as well as Chapters 1-2 of Mr. One Fifty-Eight. The characters' back stories are revealed there. All characters depicted in this story are over 18. ***** They stood in the airless trailer, sweating: the beefy, muscular, clean-shaven man, and t...
This is dedicated to the all anonymous commenters. Bring on the hating... and then go fuck yourselves. LOL. ***** Our role reversals had come about quickly. Surprisingly, it didn't bother me that in our small town it became public knowledge that Cheryl had a black lover and that I was more than accepting of it. That so many people who once respected me, no...
I didn't plan to be a homosexual. I didn't want to be known as a sissy. I didn't want to be used and abused by those who were my friends. I tried to be a normal, heterosexual male. Mother nature had other plans for me. My name is John. I've always been on the small side. My height is 5'6" and my weight was 130. I have a narrow waist, a pert, round bottom...
"OK honey, strip." My girlfriend had pulled into the beach parking lot and smiled at me gleefully as she removed her bikini top. I looked down at the tighy baby blue speedo I was wearing, feeling exposed enough as it was. My mind racing as I hooked my thumbs into the waistband, I thought of how we had come to this point. The previous weekend we had been at...