"God, Ben, I'm doing this all outta order. I'm sorry. I mess everything up." Dean paced up and down his living room as Ben removed his coat and shoes. "Stop, Dean. Nothing's wrong. Why're you saying that?" Ben asked, feeling more than nervous. "I shouldn't be collaring you like this. There should be, we should've been dating for a while. I just..." Ben s...
"Prince Rupert," I said, rising from my seat at the outdoor patio of the American Bagel and Coffee Company Café. I hadn't seen him approach with his coffee in one hand and a bagel on a plate in the other. I'd been watching a young man enter Vaduz's Kunstmuseum square, look around, and then indirectly move toward where I was sitting. I wasn't at the café by a...
This is a work of fiction, I do not condone ANY of the activities portrayed in this story, nor do I recommend them to anyone. This story shares many similarities with my previous story "Steam Room Daddy" there are strong elements on non-consent in this story, so if that makes you uncomfortable this probably isn't the story for you. That being said, this stor...
This is the fourth part of my first story. I hope you have read the previous parts to understand how I have got to where I am now. As usual I welcome any comments or suggestions. Still unsure what is the right category!! I'm assuming Gay Male but could be BDSM. ***** It's now four weeks since my life changed, still debating whether for the better or not....
Cursed Gift 2: Taken copyright 2008 Patricia Osmundsen Author's Note: If you haven't read Cursed Gift, you might want to, before you read this. This is a sequel, after all, and rather than recap events and explanations, I've simply carried on from the first story. If you did read Cursed Gift ... well, I edited it, added a scene or two, and a bit mor...
Oral Friends Six—Out of Town Adventure Due to a lack of other ideas at the moment I've decided to explore something I introduced in my last story, Rich's submissive desires. I hope you enjoy this story. ********** My friend, Rich, and I had explored his submissive fantasy the other day and we'd both found the experience very exciting. Rich had confessed t...
Three-hundred dollars? How can I possibly afford three-hundred dollars for new tires? I'd have to stay home for a month eating ramen noodles and drink nothing but water just to pay for new tires. I should have stayed in school, I said to myself. I would have had my degree by now, but no, I needed my independence—I had to move out of my parents' house and i...
Disclaimer: The following contains explicit scenes of male sex and a variety of consensual activities. This story may not be copied or posted to any other websites without explicit permission from the author. All characters depicted are above 18 years of age. If any of this content is offensive to you or illegal to access in your geography, please do not p...
I would like to take a minute and put LaRascasse on a pedestal and praise him for his outstanding contribution to my work. I cannot thank him enough for helping me with my terrible grammar. And, as always, to Oldnakeddad for really polishing these stories and making them shine. True miracle workers. (All characters are over 18 and this is a work of fiction...
Content warning: this story contains moderately intense BDSM themes. +++++ I'm a schedule-oriented kind of person. I just don't feel comfortable unless I have a list of things to do in my head in the mornings. For the last five months the routine has been the same during the week. At 5:00 AM, I'll wake up, eat breakfast, and head over to my local gym...