I tried to look like I was deep into studying the order forms on the desk in front of me as workers around me prepared to leave for the day. I had tried to establish over previous weeks that I was so assiduous involved in my work that it was natural for me to be the last to leave. I was keyed up inside but trying not to show it. One after the other the oil l...
This is the state I was in anyway, when I had to get on the plane to come home, not feeling too sad to be doing so, remembering all of this, the whole trip, but those moments of nakedness and sex, at the beach, in the house, the three of us naked and aroused, going to bed together, too tired to sleep, tangled up in each other, laying, sitting, rolling over,...
Chapter 4- The Trial I reached home at eleven and aunt Berne was sleeping already. I didn't really expect her to be awake. I locked up and went to my room. Chris had driven me home like he usually did. I never really did find out how he returned the car to Jason the other day, because he had left it in my place. I shut my eyes. Just thinking about him made...
I often walked along the shore when the weather was warm enough. I occasionally had time to spend at the beach reading or body surfing. One morning, I arose early and went to my nearest beach which being a coastal town was not far from where I lived. I had a book with me that I was reading, and had nearly finished it, so I thought after swimming I would rea...
Cooking for Master wasn't hard. The freezer was full of TV dinners. I thought about how I would prevent a slave from poisoning me, and yeah, I understood the TV dinners. I did as I was told and presented the fried chicken dinner to him after it had cooked in the oven for 45 minutes. I was instructed to sit at his feet. The foot smelled wonderful. All I had...
Writer's note: this scenario contains extreme dominance and submission as well as master/slave role play. Just a heads up in case that is not your cup of tea. *** At eleven o'clock on Friday night, there was a knock at my door. My body jumped to attention. My cock started getting hard as I went to let him in. My hand was trembling slightly as I raised it...
I had been living at The Nest for a week. The move was a smart decision - besides saving my parents money on a dorm room for the summer, I wasn't looking for things to occupy my time and the eye candy wasn't bad either. Because the market wasn't quite there yet for "paternity" clothing, the residents and visitors regularly kept their shirts off at the mansio...
I do wonder though, sometimes, how I think of myself, it's a pleasant sort of curiousness. Am I a gay man who has a girlfriend? A straight man who has been with other men? As more one way than the other? As someone who declines to identify that firmly? Adjectives, not nouns. I suppose I think of that long flight home, Melbourne to Singapore to Paris, then...
When I found out the gymnastics world championships were going to take place in my hometown, I immediately signed up to volunteer at the men's event. Let's be honest here. Gymnastics is a fascinating display of skill and grace and discipline, but as far as I'm concerned, the best part is the pumped-up sweaty guys grunting and flexing their massive muscles a...
While at work on the following Thursday afternoon, I received a text message while I was drafting a deed of release at my office desk. I looked at the screen on my iPhone and saw that the message was from Tyler. He had texted me at work every day that week and I always enjoyed hearing from him. I picked up my phone and read the message he sent me. Tyler: h...