John, My Second Visit This is the second of my stories about how I came to accept that I was not fully heterosexual. These stories are true reminiscences, even the places and most of the names are unchanged...If you think you recognise anyone or have similar experiences then get in touch.... My thoughts were very mixed over the next two days. I was excited...
Damien knew that it was risky business to play with his lover, he knew that Scottie wasn't one who could take it for a joke but he couldn't help himself. Damien couldn't help but love the fact that he could turn on his boy so easily. Damien found himself getting a little too close to the boy, making the younger man's breath hitch momentarily, and then backin...
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....
"Do you want the job or not—stop wasting my time—I have ten other boys I can interview—do you want the job?" I stood there speechless; stunned. I couldn't believe my ears. His words reverberated through my mind. It was the most bizarre description of job duties I'd ever heard. The older man had just said: "The job is dishwasher. You'll wash all dishes and...
As I lay in your arms I can't help but remember the first time that you took me. I was 18. I was sleeping in your bed due to a storm that startled me. I had always been afraid of thunder storms and you would always allow me to climb in bed with you. You were a friend of my mom's since I was a child of 4. She knew that you were gay but also she knew that y...
Shawn stood in fear as his master examined his body. Master had shown up unannounced at his dorm room for an impromptu inspection of his boy. They didn't see each other much anymore, as both their lives had become so incredibly busy but Master would always show up at some point to keep Shawn in check. Master ran his calloused fingers over Shawn's rippling ab...
Mike and the spanking bench. XXX Now I was in the midst of it, with the twin brothers regularly having me. You would think maybe there would be some competition between them but no. Mike was fully aware of Tim's disability and constantly welcomed him sharing me. He praises me for my ability to please them both and was over the moon about how Tim had changed...
The best Masters and Sir's are strict "disciplinarians" who have numerous techniques and methods to teach their "slave / boy" every aspect of his "place and mission". These dominant men know the stricter and more consistent they are with the discipline of their slave / boy is - the better the result will be! My "Sir" is a truly talented man and has tremendou...
PART I: BAD BOYS GET PUNISHED "Close the door behind you," he said. He looked like he could have been a fireman in his younger days. That's because he was large with a big body frame. Perhaps he had been in-shape at one point but now he was a decidedly heavyset man. Because firemen, when they reach a certain age and become fire chiefs and sit behind desks i...
Polite talk, in general, requires staying within "accepted" boundries. For example, asking someone about mastrubation could cause trouble. You just don't ask and nobody talks about it. It's like noboby does it! What about spanking? Nobody ever got spanked when they were younger. Or did they? What about now? Does anybody want to, or do they? I asked Al, a 1...