It's gotten to the point that I'm chained to my obsession to a fat bottomed girl. I've allowed myself to be molded into that mate Sheila wanted. I mean before Sheila I was a woman chaser. A woman with a big ass fascinated me, aroused me, and now I'm a slave to my fetish. Sheila dominates every aspect of my life. Me queering off for her is just another way fo...
Drip! Drop! Drip! A staccato of water droplets add to a quiet and dark ambience. A nearby rock is dislodged, crashing with a large boom. You awake with a jump, chilled from the rock floor you were sprawled on. The room you're in is almost too dark to be traversed. You can see three ragged walls surrounding you, sprawling upward out of your limited night visi...
The following story is a work of gay fiction. It contains sexual acts between males. This story focuses on: Humiliation, diapers, sissy play, domination. Copyright 2014 -- Feedback is appreciated. * My university decided to cancel classes for the day, but it was too late: I was stuck in the worst traffic of the decade. Mainly due to the incompetence of b...
This story is dedicated to Kept Sissy who was so instrumental in helping me understand my urges. I was in the final phase of getting my Doctorate in psychology. My dissertation was to be on the difference between transgender boys, homosexuals, and sissies. You see, the transgender feels as though they were born with the wrong physical sex organs whereas i...
I'm a divorced man living in Las Vegas. Recently retired, live alone and live a relatively normal life. I'm in decent shape for my age, 5'8", 180, and stocky build. I have been straight for the majority of my life. For the last few years, I have started to think more about getting together with another man. It goes beyond just this, as I want to be submissiv...
It was Friday and I had one job left before I could start my weekend. I didn't have much planned other than watching some of my favorite sissy porn and playing with a few of my larger dildos. Not too exciting, but it's how I spend most of my weekends when I don't have other plans. Today I wore my red lace panties under a pair of black break-away running pa...
This is the 10th in a series. "Samantha" was the 3rd chapter and "Donnie" was the 4th. I regret that my inconsistent use of titles prevents Lit from properly displaying the series. [Writers love feedback. Please comment on and rate this story. About 99 readers out of 100 do *NOT* bother to do either. Comments help authors improve their writing; star rating...
Note to reader: The following series of encounters are 100% non-fiction, best of my ability accounts of my real life encounters with horny men. Names, locations, and revealing details were altered to protect identities of course. PREFACE: Hi. My name is Rye. I am a cute, 5'9", blonde, big booty, white boy...with a hunger. I have a fairly symmetrical face...
I always thought of myself as bisexual. I had gotten my cock sucked by older men who liked twinks and I had sucked cock in turn. I had topped older men and had my ass played with and toyed and even fucked a couple times but hadn't really gotten into that too much. I had been to bookstores and theaters and played there but nothing really changed. That is, unt...
There sat a cabin. Small. Sturdy. Well-built. A short hike off the Appalachian Trail. Just two-and-a-half miles from the nearest town. The owner was a man in his mid-fifties with gray-green eyes, a dusting of frosty hair on his head, and a full, untamed white beard that covered much of face and came down to his upper chest. The man had two dogs - both mutts....