Note to Readers: This story contains nonconsensual sex between men. If this isn't something that interests you, please move on. Otherwise, enjoy. ***** John and Jeremy knew exactly what kind of men they were. They'd never really tried to deny it, and never really felt a need to change. Being fraternal twins, they had a lot in common, and while they w...
At the car the parking lot is deserted, "Ok strip," Vince says. "What? Out he.... OWW!" Vince swipes him hard across his ass. "Don't question my orders boy. Just do it!" Vince barks. Reluctantly Lance strips and hands his clothes to Vince who puts them in the back of the car. Vince then removes the butt plug and cock ring from Lance but puts a much bigger...
It was the spring of 1974 at a lakeside cottage north of Toronto. I was a twenty-four-year old bondage bottom spending the weekend with Robert, an older dominating fellow Englishman and Marco, the hunky straight, but curious, son of the cottage owner eager to try out BDSM. As the evening got late, Robert tied my wrists behind me and held me down while Marco...
Author's Note: Bourbon Street might look a little different now than when I last visited New Orleans and lived elements of this story out as an undergrad, but the two gay bars I spent the night crossing between are apparently still there. Almost all of the action will be in the second chapter. Dakota felt his relationship with Trent fraying more with every...
Black Hawke Down The winter of 2005 was a barren time, sexually, for me. The endless summer of that year was punctuated by an exciting and sexually adventurous bisexual threesome between work friends that died away with the demise of the company we worked for. Thomas was still around for wonderfully filthy transactional gay sex. When I say transactional, I...
Sam woke up the next morning with his usual morning hard on. As he put his hand on his erection yesterday's events suddenly leapt to the forefront of his mind. He felt himself blushing as he was submerged with a wave of humiliation. He remembered he was going to be working in a gay porn shop for the foreseeable future, he remembered picking up an enormous di...
At first Chet thought the older man staring at him from across the bar at the top of the cruise ship was Jamaican. The man engaged his attention because he had the most compelling light-gray eyes, which went really well with his silver-gray hair and the black suit with black silky shirt and black tie with a hash pattern of silver strands. But the thought tha...
Dedicated to Mandy, for being my inspiration. * He walks in like he owns the place—which, in a way, he does. "You look cheerful," I comment. "Finally figure out that stick up your ass has a vibrate function?" He smirks, coming over to lean against the entrance to my cubicle. "I got a promotion." I lean back in my chair, casual, letting my eyes drift ove...
It's amazing to me how a brief off hand comment or fleeting thought can take hold of a person and grow into a full blown obsession. This happened for me and it had led me, an otherwise straight, married, father of two, to become obsessed with idea of sucking a beautiful cock and swallowing its cum. I phrase that obsession carefully, referring specifically to...
"Make sure you call us every morning and night." "I'll try Mom, but the reception up that way is spotty," I told her. "If you don't hear from me it doesn't mean anything. I'll be fine." "I don't see why you can't go with someone," she said for the hundredth time. "Have you asked your friend Kenny?" Kenny was the reason I had decided to go on this camping...