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I Turned Myself Out Ch. 04

by drmweaver705 on Sep 14, 2020
Gay Male

All characters are over 18. This story contains bisexual and cuckolding activity as well as fetishistic name-calling. If you don't enjoy these things, this might not be the story for you. *** Porn seduced me early in life and, even as a married man, it commands part of my loyalty to this day. It happened that I became bored, or maybe just desensitized, to...

Tales of a Cock Slave #03

by dprb65 on Oct 6, 2020
Gay Male

On my trip through Europe during the Summer of 1985 after my Sophomore year at university, I took an overnight train and had the cabin to myself until, thankfully, a tall, extraordinarily handsome, short-haired redhead with bright green eyes, dark eye lashes and brows, a cleft chin, high cheekbones, perfect nose and lips who looked like a short-haired, redhe...

Tales of a Cock Slave #31

by dprb65 on Oct 6, 2020
Gay Male

He pinged me on Scruff when I got back in my car after riding a biking trail. He said he had a 10" uncut cock that always needed lots of attention and a 7-day load he needed to release right now. He didn't have Pro, so I asked him to send me a pic. He did. It was a selfie of him naked, with a baseball cap on and his head bent down so I couldn't see his fac...

Young Cock: You Guys Need Money?

by parker3522 on Mar 16, 2020
Gay Male

It was early, 5:30 am at a McDonald's. I was on the road and had stopped for a bite to eat. I was young cock hungry as usual. There they were. Young dark skinned, bi racial, cute, 18 or 19 years old guys out all night long just hanging out. I got my food and watched them. Only one other guy in the store and he left when his order came up. They were both da...

Long Drive North

by monkeyman137 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Note on Language: This is a story about two blokes who are from northern England. While I've toned it down a little, there's a lot of linguistic references in this story which might take some explaining, especially in the dialogue. It might help to know that "Nowt" and "Summat" are "nothing" and "something", that "da" and "fatha" both mean "father", that "...

Earn your Debt to Society

by woofdaddy2 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Brent had been in prison for several days now. By his own count he had been sexually assaulted a dozen times each day. Both his jaws and his ass hurt from the regular abuse he received. The guards thought this pretty boy could earn them some money outside and they arranged for him to be the entertainment at a bachelor party. To get him ready to rent out, the...

My Neighbours and Me

by willowview43 on Jun 15, 2020
Gay Male

Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** This is a continuation from "My Neighbours". I stood watching my neighbours Tom and Andy, desperately hoping they would look my way again. I wouldn't hide from them a second time. I wanted them to see me watching and enjoying what they were doing. I had to have something in my h...

Photo Session

by MVP6 on Oct 6, 2020
Gay Male

It all started when I was looking through Craigslist. In part, I enjoyed laughing at some of the stranger ads, and in part I was looking at a few of the help wanted ads to see if I could pick up a few extra dollars for a vacation I wanted to take. I was perusing the personals section when I saw the ad for a photographic model. I never questioned why the ad...

Tales of a Cock Slave #43

by dprb65 on Oct 6, 2020
Gay Male

They are very hot: tall, (6'+), slender, muscular with bright blue eyes and short brown hair wearing tight jeans (showing big bulges), tight t-shirts and big construction boots. I've always checked them out. Once when I was going up the stairs and they were coming down I made sure Jose noticed me checking out their big bulges and tight asses. They came t...

Seventeen Pt. 1

by TheRealestThing on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

My daughter looked up at me endearingly as I stared down upon her in attentiveness. When I saw her eyes they reminded me of the first time I looked into her father's eyes, perfect and gentle and wintry. They were blue, her eyes, and his. She was just as perfect as he was, if not more, but I could never tell him that. My husband was the jealous type, not that...