This story is dedicated to Kept Sissy who was so instrumental in helping me understand my urges. I was in the final phase of getting my Doctorate in psychology. My dissertation was to be on the difference between transgender boys, homosexuals, and sissies. You see, the transgender feels as though they were born with the wrong physical sex organs whereas i...
Chapters 1, 2 and 3 tell the story of Chris and Justin, roommates in their sophomore year in college. Justin is an athletic frat boy with lots of animal charm, and quickly turns the sexually inexperienced Chris into his live-in submissive. Justin's volatile and violent personality, however, eventually frighten Chris into asking his Resident Advisor for new q...
Trigger Warning: Past Sexual/Physical Trauma. ____________________________________ I felt almost high. The rush of sex and passion and heat took over my mind until it felt like I was soaring. I wanted more. I wanted to be lusted after. My calves shook as I kneeled obediently before Marcus. Adrenaline seduced me to look around even though I knew I shouldn't...
We've been in service to blacks for 6 months now. Mom, my wife Cindy, and I have completely devoted ourselves to the pleasures of the Superior African race and Leon. The club where Leon has us working is a nice dinner club on the waterfront in S.W. Washington, DC. We work as greeters and servers with a few other white couples and single white women. All of...
I sit at your feet. I have my head in your lap as I gaze at you in adoration. You stroke my hair as you are drinking your beer. You tell me about your day. You tell me about a problem at work with a coworker. As you tell me your hand tangles into my hair and you start getting rougher with me. I know that you are getting angry and that you will be taking it o...
Jack was only a college freshman but he was already tall — almost six feet — and muscular, with sun-bleached blond hair. He already knew that he was gay, an eager and insatiable cocksucker who had the hots for his roommate, best friend, and football teammate, Seth. Nothing much happened at this particular school except football, but that suited Jack. He was...
The following story is a fictional account. The characters are entirely unreal and so are their situations. Thus no direct attention was paid to probability or safety for the characters. Such practices should not transfer over to real life situations. Practice safe, sane and consensual sex. For your own damn good. If you have problems or issues with queer po...
The four of us were in Ray's living room: Ray and Dee on the couch, Lizzy sitting on my lap in the big overstuffed chair. It was getting late, that time of night when the hour and the alcohol lead you to some strange places, such as the conversation we were having right then, about spanking. "I don't like it," Dee said. "He does it too hard." Ray laughed....
I am Taylor. I was born and raised in a small town in southern Georgia. It's the kind of place where most people stay and live out their whole lives without ever leaving. Go to school, get a job, get married, make little replacements of yourself... I spent the first 18 years of my life dreaming of the day I could finally get out. No offense to the people of...
At five thirty Shane, Joe and myself get in the van and climb into the back. We pick up the blindfolds and I'm about to put mine on when my phone vibrates. It's from Sir again. "Tie their hands behind their backs then put on your blindfold." "I'm to tie your hands," I tell them, "Sir's orders." I find leather restraints in the back of the van and I tether...