I stood outside the gay bar I had chosen to go to tonight with butterflies in my tummy. I was dressed in skinny black jeans that hugged my plump ass tight with a black thong underneath, a short black leather jacket and a loose top that cut off at my lower midriff which hung like a robe, allowing the cold night air to bite at my curvy torso. On my feet I wore...
When the others enter the space, it doesn't look like a place where anything very dramatic is going to happen. There are three tables along the long wall, all of them covered with sheets. There's no way of telling what is beneath the sheets. There's another table nearer the door, which is laden with tasty-looking snacks and glasses of red and white wine, pl...
A Month in the Heart of the Country Ch. 02 After I'd had breakfast, I sat back and wiped my mouth and looked up. The other guys were all at the table, either still sipping tea or coffee or nibbling things. None of us had left the breakfast area. I looked at them all, and one by one they all looked up and returned my gaze. "So," I said softly, "I guess we...
Author's Note: Sorry it took so long to upload anything new. I was working on a story when my computer crashed [Always back up your work!] I'm working on other stories, but I wrote this one just to remind myself that I could finish one. Hope you enjoy it. Let me know what you think! Constructive criticism is always helpful. ***** "I'm not a prostitute," I...
This story is from Gayly Complicated, our collection of stories about the complications of male/male relationships. * * * Klaus The next few seconds were crucial. I had to lock on Victor's wrists at exactly the right instant as he came out of his backward flip off the bar. If I missed, he would hit the hard wooden stage below us. We never used a net; men...
Despite his impressive body, the fit young man still looked awkward as he stood in his boxer briefs in front of the mirrors that reflected him from all sides. Will didn't mind the view of his chiseled frame, especially the way the light grey fabric of his underwear accentuated his tight bottom and thick bulge, but he wasn't used to being prodded at while so...
"Ben. You have to let me help you," Benji said, trying to keep his voice as calm as possible. "I can do it by my fucking self," Ben groused, shoving Benji's hand away with his shoulder, trying to push him out of the master bath with his bigger body. "Give me a minute of peace, for Christ's sake." Benji let out a deep sigh. "Ben. I know you don't like it, b...
January, 1924, the Baron's Austrian Mountain Chalet It was time for Paul to have his skiing lesson with Toma, the Italian ski instructor. Bundled up, Paul stopped by his mother's room, where he'd been told she'd retired for a nap, to check on whether she was all right. She seemed more than all right. She was lying on her back on the bed in just her pettico...
This was my first time on a solo holiday; I joined a large 65ft charter yacht that was berthed in a marina in Plymouth, for a two week holiday sailing to France and back via the Isles of Scilly. This holiday had an unusual ending; I think. On arrival in Plymouth I met the skipper of the yacht; he looked the typical Captain Birds Eye character, complete wit...
Standard warning that appears in all my stories - lots of intense humiliation, blackmail, non-consensual/coercive sex, and of course extremely far-fetched. Enjoy! --- At 4:00pm on Friday, Steve got a text from Bob. "Move your little ass Bunny I'm here." Steve swung his duffel bag over his shoulder and headed out. As he rode the elevator down he got three...