Though it wasn't uncomfortable enough to hurt, Ben could still feel a slight soreness in his general backside. It was awesome, a constant reminder of his and Dean's weekend together. He couldn't stop thinking about Dean. He pulled out his phone and sent a text. 'My butt hurts. ;)' 'You okay?' 'Good hurt,' he clarified. 'Freak,' Dean sent back almost ins...
Author's notes: I really wasn't happy with my last chapter. I was in a rush to upload it and I think that shows in how clipped the conversation is, especially with Nate; maybe in time I will post a revised version on the site, but in the meantime I am trying to finish what I've got. Secondly, this time round, I've needed to insert some plot, so there's littl...
With our kids grown and gone Sharon, my wife of over 20 years, and I had taken to trying to put some of the sexual zing of our early marriage back into our lives. One of our new games involved tying the other up and then doing whatever we felt like. Within the limits of not inflicting any injuries or significant pain, we could play out our fantasies on our h...
Chapter 03: Homecoming I dropped my boss's dry cleaning off and hopped on the 'L'. God, I was so happy to be getting off work early, and on a Monday at that. When my boss told me to take off early, I was shocked. I was not so shocked when he told me to drop his dry cleaning off on the way. It's hard to believe that I've been working for him for two years....
This story is about Chris and Justin, roommates and sophomores in college. Chris, only recently out to himself, began the new school year very eager for his first sexual experience. Justin, a dominant frat jock, was happy to provide that first experience, and quickly turned Chris into his live-in sub. Justin has a violent streak, however, which drove Chris b...
My fabulous weekend plans with the DONNAS were cancelled after I was asked to pull two extra night shifts at the hospital, which were much quieter than day shifts but positively exhausting. Most of the time, I kept tabs on vitals and made sure the kiddos were comfortable and nausea-free. I barely remembered Monday, since most of it existed in my dreams. Th...
Hi All! Thanks for the great response and encouraging feedback. This chapter entails my journey of the most blissful and eventful night of my life!! It took me little longer to publish this as it was a lot harder than I thought to pen down my emotions. Pseudonyms used to protect privacy. Both characters above the age of 18 years. ________________________...
~*Jared*~ He had been thrown into the cellar unceremoniously, like a sack of potatoes. Harry tried to dampen his fall with his own body, but somehow Jared managed to dodge his crouching form and not land on the floor, though it must have looked quite inelegant. The door fell shut behind him, his captors were moving up the stairs again. "Jar-" Harry began,...
A boy stumbled through the snow. He carried only one small bag, but acted as if it was made of depleted uranium. He trudged through yet another drift as he thought about how he had gotten there. Could he go back? No. Dieing of cold would be better than going back. He pulled his thin denim jacked around his frail shoulders and trudged on. He glared at the gro...
Author's Note: Nothing philosophically deep here; merely a self-contained bit of 'homobearotic' smut that fans of the genre, both male and female, can hopefully use to incite a little masturbatory bliss. I hope it does the trick. Enjoy! ***** He fairly waddled over to my table. As usual, I was sitting by myself. Men my size tend to intimidate most people,...