[Warning: This is a very sexually dark story. Fisting, watersports, medplay, implied body modification, chastity. My thanks to Kenji De Sade for his encouraging me to write this story after a series of conversations about chastity.] How had I come to be here? I wondered as I floated in orgasmic bliss. It had started with my impulsively writing a guy on...
With my face forcefully buried in my Uncle's crotch, unable to see anything, I could hear the discussion between the two men. "I'm going to enjoy this new compliance device, it'll be nice not seeing it on my boy," Mike said as he sat back down on the couch, rifling through the contents of the box. "We may as well set up the control software now, you should...
Man, was I hungry. I scarfed down half a dozen eggs, eight pieces of bacon, a stack of pancakes and three cups of coffee. Thing is, I still feel hungry...for something. I keep eyeing the raw steak in the fridge. Tyler says he bought it for me - for my training. But it will have to wait a few more sessions until I am...ready. I've been thinking about my situa...
Connor is talking about his model trains again. It's not that I dislike trains specifically; it's just... not exactly the most riveting of subjects. Especially when you really have to pee. The sun's been blazing all day, and without air conditioning, I've been drinking water to stay cool. Probably more water than was prudent, I think wryly. I can feel my bla...
"Well, gentlemen, I'm for an after-meal hike on the mountain before this afternoon's short session. All this sitting around in meetings is making me sluggish." Professor Rab Rahmani stood up from the table in the dining room of the InterContinental Davos hotel, his eyes going to the rise of the Rhaetian Alps of Switzerland beyond the walls of the mountain re...
The noise was loud enough to wake him up. Dennis opened his eyes and waited for the sound to repeat. A few seconds later, he heard a much different sound. This time, he recognized it. It sounded like the back gate opening and closing. It usually made a creaking noise whenever he himself would open or close it. He lifted his head up from his pillow. Now fully...
Midnight in Chino Hills meant that everyone stayed in their homes and practiced absolute silence. A tranquil nature settled in the suburbs. The heat from the afternoon still lingered, albeit toned down by the darkness. The middle of August had given the residents of Chino Hills (as well as everyone else in Southern California) a good reason to avoid strenuou...
James had read, and seen, porn about men who could change the world, and that's what he'd been doing last night. After a quick, and mostly unsatisfying, wank, he'd fallen asleep wishing that there was more of this type of porn for gay men; where was the fun in reading about unlimited possibilities if all the characters do is make everyone's tits bigger? Then...
After my first cock sucking I was on fire. I came so hard and my thoughts were filled with the texture and smells of his fat package. The taste of his wonderful cum and the smell of the leather in the car and his aftershave and I could remember the rough feeling of his pubic hair. I couldn't remember, was he shaved or full? It was rough but like a beard more...
(With thanks to Sabb for the inspiration for this story; for a companion story, see "Bite of the Schlange") * None of the young men who climbed the hill above the harbor at Starigard were music aficionados; they were all just curious about who had taken up residence in the castle. Of the bit more than thirty men coming up from folding nets in their fishing...