I've been married over fifteen years to my wife Gay, love her very much, and have a good sex life with her. But even before we were married, I was a typical boyfriend and would become very jealous when she paid attention to other guys or they hit on her in my presence--and Gay was quite the flirt so this happened frequently. I even hated the idea of her havi...
Sara frowned as she looked into her drink, slowly swirling it. Her sorority sisters dragged her along to this campus mixer, but a quick look around the room revealed that the only guys here were the usual losers trolling for sex at the local bar they frequented. She'd been counting the minutes til they were going to leave, so she'd taken a seat by the punch...
Reader Warning: Over the course of several chapters this story will contain cuckoldry, forced-bi, male chastity, humiliation, and other female domination themes. These kinks are not for everyone; if you do not enjoy FemDom themes you will not enjoy this story. It was difficult for Colin to concentrate during his last class of the day. He had been distract...
As Albert feels compelled to sing: "I am What I am, I am my own special creation, So...... It's my world I that want to have a little pride in, My world that is not a place I have to hide in! Life's not worth a damn til you can say: Hey. World I am what I am. I don't want praise. I DON'T want pity. I bang my own drum, some think it's noise, I think i...
You've written your story, edited it within an inch of its life, and are all ready to show it to the world. You open a submission page and – what's this? Story Tags? What the bleep is a Story Tag? The larger any archive grows, the more important organization becomes. Separating stories into our current categories helps connect readers with stories they'll e...
PRELUDE Jesse came out of the bathroom naked and walked toward the queen size bed in his bedroom. Waiting for him equally naked was his live-in girlfriend Andrea. As he approached the bed he took in her loveliness. As far as Jesse was concerned there was not a more desirable woman than her. Her long brown hair was spread across the pillow, her 34B firm brea...
Don't laugh, but I wanted to apply for a job at a lingerie shop. The kind where the hottest women go to get the most lacy leathery or just revealing garments, that they'll do what we can only imagine in? Not possible of course; well unless the guy was gay and the owner was hip. Maybe the owner thought having a gay guy on staff would make the place more chic...
My name is Ibrahim Al-Mahdi. I am a six-foot-tall, lean and athletic guy with light bronze skin, curly Black hair and dark eyes. I was born in the City of Khitan in Kuwait, one of the wealthiest Arab countries out there. My family has been living in the region of Ontario, Canada, since the 1980s. I consider the City of Ottawa my home. Even though I was raise...
I realize you don't really know me. Maybe you've read my other stories or maybe this is your first click on something I've penned. Either way, I'm going to make a simple statement you can choose to believe or not: I'm not a racist. I grew up in an urban area in America around lots of people of different skin tones and belief systems. I work in an ethnically...
Lengthy intro time: First of all, this is my first work posted under this user name. I write most of my stories under a different nom de plume. I have a fine collection of H ratings on my stories, and only a few are trashed, most because of premise, some because the asshole didn't actually, you know, read the story. Back to this handle: I adopted it whe...