I didn't want to be a cowboy, but I certainly wanted one to fuck me. So, to honor those sojourners of the dusty trails I wrote this. When settlers in the 1870's first used "dude," to refer to pasty-faced Easterners coming to The Rockies, they took notice of men with a distinguishable lilt (I have no doubt), of men with a different spring in their step, of m...
What follows is a true account of my first homosexual experience. There is a fair amount of build-up in this part, but this will probably not be the case in later sections. If this topic offends you, kindly read another story and do not post derisive comments. Regardless, I hope you enjoy it. Names have been changed. For the vast duration of my teenage year...
Have you ever been someone's cum rag? I don't mean, has anyone ever cum on you? I mean have you ever had an understanding with a grown man that he was going to cum on you, and that's all you were good for? Me neither...until yesterday. I'm 30, married, good looking, and very hairy. That's all you need to know about me. Well, maybe a few more things: 1. I...
The young groundskeeper found himself totally naked and strapped tightly to the stool. Sitting upright with his legs slightly separated he was bound and could not move an inch, nor could he even flex or flinch, he was a total captive. Now he was inside the old abandoned hospital, long left to rot and ruin. The property management company paid him to keep the...
As a college freshman at a state school in the Rocky Mountains, I was a pretty conservative guy, especially considering all the boozing, drugs, and wild sex that was running rampant in my coed dorm. My high school years were very low key; I had dated the same girl since sophomore year, swam competitively, and studied hard. At university, I was in way over my...
This story contains femdom, gay conversion, extreme humiliation, BDSM aspects, mind fucking and frankly, is fairly extreme. If you enjoy it, please check out Power Trip, by wally_west, who inspired this story. Comments, ideas and feedback are welcomed and sought after! ***** Cynthia did indeed end up masturbating herself silly later that evening, rewatchin...
*Welcome back! I just finished up the next chapter and it will be up in two more weeks, hopefully I can write fast enough so that the chapter after that will be on time-ish. And to those who begged me to send out new chapters sooner, no. Just no :) Maybe I can live up to my name after all. I have the entire story outlined, so I know what is going to happen...
O’Brien & Son Auto Body was out behind my brother’s house. Andrew and I grew up in there, learning to fix cars with our dad, who was the best mechanic in a two hundred miles radius. People waited weeks to get their cars back from our dad; cars lined up in our yard like it was a parking lot. I’d been away for a long time, writing instead of working on cars; I...
I woke up the next morning feeling great, despite the rock hard boner I was already sporting. I was feeling even greater than great when I whipped out the tape measure in my night stand and meticulously measured said boner, and came up with 6 and 3/8 inches. sometime between yesterday's locker room fuck-fest and this morning I'd cracked the 6 inch mark and...
Next morning, I woke up hard, dreaming that Dean was about to fuck me... After grabbing some coffee down in the breakfast area, I went back to the room, avoiding the buffet; no one noticed. We spent the day on and off the bus; I skipped lunch, too, but drank a lot of water and pop. We finally got back to the hotel at about five, and I did the enema cleansing...