Part 16 - Getting Pimped Out It was fun entering Choker's so early in the morning with no classwork to worry about. Choker was talking with a customer so I just moseyed about the shop looking at all of the toys. "I need to talk to you Ron." I was surprised hearing Choker Speaking to me. I was so focused on some of the ball stretchers. Since the customer...
He was just posed there, his feet on the ground, half sitting in the seat swing in the overgrown abandoned playground at the back of the elementary school. I had walked over here on a whim to cool down from the sharp retort I had unexpectedly made to my mother at the lunch table. This after her third badly cloaked jab on why I hadn't married yet and given he...
After Ron and Gary had been living downstairs and fucking the snot out of me at every occasion for several months, they came to me one day to ask a favor. Apparently, they had run into difficulties with their parole officer and wanted me to meet with him and try to smooth things over. The alternative was, they both go back to prison and I get no more cock, s...
Although I never get anything more than a trim, Great Nips is my go-to hair salon. The stylists are beautiful, and they can do everything: 'dos, perms, braids, dyes, extensions, even mani-pedis. Their prices are cheap, too—well, as far as men's haircuts go, anyway. Fourteen bucks, and customers are in and out of the chair in twenty minutes, tops. I always ha...
As his cock shuddered and filled my mouth with his silver cream, I groaned with an involuntary delight. I wondered how good an idea it had been to come here. This indignity, which nevertheless gave me wood, would be a small price to pay if I could delete this brand from my forehead. I had recently had a hook-up with a tattoo artist, which ended badly. I was...
At a previous job, I got a free membership to New York Sports Clubs. There was one on Wall Street that I went to a few times. I sucked a few hot guys in the sauna and steam room until I found the booth store on John Street. Years later, while I was home, a guy pinged me on Scruff telling me he was a member of that same fitness club a few towns away, and tha...
I would really appreciate constructive feedback in the comments. Side note: I encourage safe sex. These guys don't use condoms so we're assuming they have all been tested by the doc and are clean for the purposes of the story - I did initially add a few lines indicating that within the story but it was very clunky and I took it out, so please just take it a...
Around The World With Nothing On... ***** Part 1: Voyage Of Discovery Me, I'd always been the quiet geeky kid. The Johnny No-Mates with bad acne and National Health glasses. My passion was all directed into electronics from being at primary school. Sex never figured very importantly in my life. I studied. I stayed home nights and worked on my projects, sh...
How was I ever going to tell my parents that I was gay? This was a confrontation that I had been dreading for a long time, but how long could I put it off? If I didn't tell them, they were going to find out anyway for sure. I was a complete slut. I mean, really indiscreet. One time I got the mailman up to my bedroom, and he was just in the middle of fucking...
Phil came into the sauna as I hoped he would. He came up to the top tier and sat below me where I was lying on my back, just a white towel around me, the leg toward the wall bent, foot flat on the wooden slats of the bench, with the other leg straight. He sat close enough to me that the roughness of his towel brushed the toes of my stretched foot. I had star...