Trying to control his breathing. Paul knew it was perhaps the stupidest thing he had done. No, wrong, it was definitely the stupidest and most dangerous thing he had done. Not gay, not bi, so why did he do this. Why had he provided a complete stranger, obviously with sexual intentions, his home address. Why explain to a stranger, well someone who he chatted...
It was a breezy Saturday morning. The birds were chirping, the sky was blue, and the air was warm. It was the month of April and Spring had finally sprung which rendered the air warmer. Michelle felt said warm breeze against her brown face. She stirred in her sleep as a piece of black hair fell onto her forehead from up under her silk scarf. She turned ove...
A November evening. The train thunders through the dark. Heading for London. First class compartment, busy with suits and open notepads; L-shapes on tables littered with frothy Costa cups. Overnight bags with handles extended, jagged shapes in straight aisles. Opposite me a couple, comfortable in their own skin - skin as dry as parchment - their conversati...
Obviously from my login, wife2hotblk, I have a thing for interracial love. Honestly, I should have known this at six, when I thought Michael Jackson was cuter than Donny Osmond. But being raised in the Deep South during the 1970's just a few years after the Civil Rights Act passed, my family were actually very stereotypical racists. My step-father not only p...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Every Sissy is just a cross-dresser until someone stronger takes advantage of them. Either they give themselves to a Dom or a Dom takes control of them. This is my story of how my dom found me and turned my life into what it is now. If you're not a sissy let me tell you how we...
Today Susan, my wife, delivered me to Carl, my Dom for the first time. It was an incredible experience. I felt more burning shame than I have ever felt before in my life. I mean to have your wife hand you over to a gay Dom and to talk with him about what he is doing to you! Simply delicious! We had dinner and put the kids to bed. I sat down in front of the...
A small red headed woman stood in the back of the church and sent of book hymns flying towards the casket that lay covered with roses underneath the altar at the front of the church. The book hit the casket, hard, and bounced onto the floor, sliding to a stop at the feet of the man who was currently speaking. He knelt, a grin hidden beneath his veil of blond...
As I write these words about events in the year 'Twenty Thirty', the year is 'Two Thousand and One' and thus, this tale is set in the future. It is deliberately set in a not too far distant future, to allow you, gentle reader, to feel that such things as are described in this tale, may come to pass in your own lifetime. At this point I feel obliged to menti...
This is the landing page that will take you to the several stories re-archiving here. I am also using this section for new stories with the same themes as my other stories. That way I don't have twenty different stories all over the place that cover the same stuff. You can get it here. If you want to add on, or take a story a different way-- please, please d...
Dear Writers: Yes, I agree - there are already How-To-Guides written about Story Tags and they're really great with plenty of examples (advice here -- you should definitely read them in the FAQ section). So why another one? There are two important things missing or that have not been highlighted enough, which you should also keep in mind when choosing the...