Cobalt Blue: 12 The Captive Pelaam: June 2007. * Stewie Donovan felt his body tense as his captor continued to move around the room. As he was blindfolded, the slender blond was only able to track by hearing and occasionally smell. His captor had distinctive cologne and would come close enough for the young man to inhale the scent of his tormentor as the...
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I took one last look at the antique broach, closed the lid of the velvet box, got up from the desk, slipped the box into the jacket pocket of the clothes I'd laid out on the chair next to my studio couch, and came back to the desk. I'd left the drawer open. I took out the worn stack of postcard-size photographs I kept in the drawer and started shuffling thro...
This was my first time. Yes I had given a few blow jobs. Yes, I had been taken from behind just once or twice. Or once or twice more. But I had never found anybody before that wanted to tie me up and use me for bondage sex. I stood quietly without moving. My feet were about a shoulders width apart. I was taking short shallow little gasps of air as I waited...
Growing up it was always just me and Daddy. My mother left us when I was an infant and my Father never forgave her. He never forgave women at all, and avoided them as much as possible. Daddy was a religious man, and held many traditional attitudes and the roles of the sexes. He believed that men were superior to women, and that the inherent God-given right...
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"Yea, I know Ben, he looks fucking hot, but I tell you, he's a real prick. Any time I see him out at the Manatee or Charlie's or the Quest, he's dancing around like he thinks he's God's gift to lonely faggots. He says he an artist, which means he wasted three years getting a diploma at the College of Art and lives in a loft on Daddy's dime. He's pissed off e...
He walked slowly across the room. His taught muscular body, exposed and naked, moved with surprising grace and his gait was smooth and fluid. His long flaccid cock swung gently from side to side with each step as he approached the bed. The two women watched his movements with keen interest. Their eyes soaking in his beauty as they digested the scene. He...
Eric woke before dawn the next day with a raging hard-on. He smiled to himself as he remembered the events of the night before when his roommate, Stephen, had cuffed and gagged him and then stimulated him to the point where he quite willingly had performed his first blow job. He got out of bed and walked into their small kitchen and started the coffeemaker....
Marcus brought entirely too much food to be defined as a "snack". He had piled on peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, strawberries, cookies, almonds, even slices of cake. When he attempted to precariously juggle it all on one flimsy paper plate, it didn't end well for him. As he lowered the plate to me his rather large boot tapped the edge of the bedframe an...