I went back to my hometown to visit my parents recently. In the past my wife always joined me on these trips, but between work and various social engagements she didn't have as much time as she used to. It didn't feel strange packing for one, or flying alone, or even taking a cab by myself from the airport to my parents house. I only felt the difference lat...
Note: This is a very short story that goes back in time, between chapters 2 and 3. Also, I always appreciate feedback but sadly I will probably not be able to read any for this story for a while because I'm moving today and will have very limited internet access, which is also why it's unlikely I will write more for a very long time, if at all. But I hope yo...
We had been friends for as long as I can remember. No, "friends" didn't quite describe what the three of us were. The word didn't suggest our competitiveness. Whatever we were was hard to name. It lay silently beneath everything we did, from casual conversation, to sports, to hanging out. It peeked its head out in little things. I'd make a cocky remark after...
I've been using an app to hook up with guys for over 15 years, and I'm a true switch. I genuinely enjoy both being in charge and being a complete and total bitch. As a way to keep myself entertained during COVID 19 and to give something back to the kink community, I decided to share some of the stories about guys I've hooked up with. One day, I was feeling...
You know the phrase: 'Karma's a bitch'? Well, I didn't believe it until only recently, although I didn't think it would take me 10 years for me to learn that lesson, the hard way. The name is Josh, let's start from the beginning. 2008 15 years old and still living in the innocent world of secondary school, I was the top of the food chain. Having gone throu...
"You didn't lie, Denver. That's a nice bitch." I want to run, to get away from this house and especially this man sitting on the couch a few feet away. Mr. Denver, my owner, holds my leash tightly. I'm on my hands and knees, my back arched, and my mouth open with my tongue protruding. This disgraceful position is how my master told me to greet his guest....
I heard a knock at my door and went to check who it was. Looking through the peep hole my heart started racing when I saw my ex there. I opened the door a little asking what he wanted. He pushed me aside and said, "Hey bitch, miss me?" I started to stammer and try to respond when he slapped me across the face. "That was for thinking you don't have to take...
I ring the doorbell, he answers, smiles at me and says “Ah, good, my personal cocksucker is here.” As I look at him and say “Yes, I am.” I feel my cock immediately stir. I’m here to do what I enjoy most. But how did it come to this? I’m a white collar, professional, married, 52yo ‘normal’, everyday guy. Yet, I can’t wait to feel his mushroom head in my mout...
"So you want me to make you my bitch do you?" Klaus growled into my ear, his breath hot and smelling of the bourbon we were drinking earlier at the bar. He was pressing me – face first – against the wall in the men's toilet of a gay pub in Sydney. I could feel his big cock pressing into my ass crack through the jeans. "Yes babe please make me your bitch",...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. **Author's Note: This is a flash story. ***** Glen Webster stepped into the hot shower and tried hard not to cry. The hot water felt good as it coursed down his back. He remembered the events of the day and did allow himself some tears as he developed...