I couldn't believe it. I was having a gay fantasy about my best friend. I'm 35 and happily married. I've known Brian for 17 years, over half my life, ever since we were both juniors in rival high schools back in Delaware. We went to the same college and were roommates for 3 years. He played basketball while I went the academic route. We moved out to California together and eventually ended up...
by stimle (smapdi@mindspring.com) M/MMMM, NC, rape It happened almost exactly a year ago, Thursday July 3, 2003. My 21st birthday. I remember it like it was yesterday. I doubt I'll ever forget it. Like I said, it was my 21st birthday and I was headed to Glamis to party with my buds at the sand dunes. The 4th of July was a Friday so it was a long weekend. I had to work late so I...
By Stimle and Glaucon55 July 2004 NOTICE: All the Standard warnings about being of age, being aware of your community standards apply to the following story! Please read no farther if you are underage. If you are not 18/21--or live in a conservative area--or are offended by explicit sexual stories. ________________________ This is a work of fiction and any resemblance to anyone is...
This is a true story of the first time I was ‘topped’. I was a late starter, coming from a small town and finally moving to the small city nearby. I thought I was the only gay man for hundreds of miles. I am 32 years old, brown hair and eyes…6 ft 1 and 190 pounds and masculine, but innocent looking. I met my first man about two months ago. He took me to the only gay bar in town and soon I was...
Spiderman 4 Please do not sue me if you are a character in my story or have a relation to a movie or television show that has been referenced to in this story, this is purely fiction, and any accidental resemblance is purely coincidental. “Hey, Jake!” calls the recent red-head Kirsten Dunst breaking out of her MJ character setting, “You weren’t supposed to get in until the day after...
It was at this point the night started to become one big blur…with sharp images occurring... The bid winner clamped on the nipple clamps, making sure they were placed on the center of my nipples. Next off were my pants. Sir Bill had me in tight white boxer briefs underneath, showing off my crotch and ass. He called for a short break in the fun and the guys all came on stage, checking out the...
The van ride lasted about 30 minutes. We arrived in a dark alley on the other side of town, between two old rundown warehouses--much like the one I guarded. I am carried again over his shoulder in full daylight, and no one sees or seems to notice. I struggle some on his shoulders, but he just grabs my balls and starts to squeeze. I quickly get the hint to calm down. I am taken to a part of the...
I’m 35, muscular, and work out five times a week. Dark hair, 6 ft 1inches and work as a security guard at a warehouse here in the city. I work nights and my days are free…oh and I am a cyber tease. I go into the bondage rooms and look for hot tops. I tell them I am theirs to do with as they please. They want to do some strange shit to me, but as always I play them as long as I can and then...
I'm a 19yo bottom and have been into cock since I went down on a neighbor. I work as a dishwasher part time and on the weekends there's two of us, me and Julio. He's a good looking Mexican four years older than me. One night at work I was admiring his ass n crotch and he caught me staring. I thought he was straight and he'd be pissed off, but he just asked if I liked what I saw. I said...
by John Brett Part IV An hour later, the kid wakes in total darkness. “Hey,” he calls out. “Hey, is anyone there?” He sees the dim light from the kerosene lamp pushing feebly at the pitch black beyond the low stall wall, and Mr. Black shows up at the entrance to the area. From the kid’s position on the table, the man looks as if he’s standing right between the kid’s legs. “What do you...
by John Brett Part III Maybe 20 minutes later, Mr. Black and Mr. White are standing on either side of what amounts to a large heavy table in a large stall well under the loft. The legs and frame of the table are made of 4x4 timbers; the top is made of long planks of rough-sawed 2x12s. The lanterns have been moved here, and their weak light reveals the kid lying face up, naked, spread-eagled...
by John Brett Part II The other two men move toward the kid. One pushes him over on his chest while the other fiddles with the chain that holds his wrists and ankles together behind him. Once the chain is loose, he is able to straighten his legs somewhat. The men grab him roughly under his arms and pull him to a standing position. His wrists are still cuffed behind him, and his ankles are...
by John Brett Part I “FUCK!” The kid pounds the steering wheel with the heel of his hand. Third time’s a fucking charm, he thinks. He pulls the car to the side of the road, watching the angry red light on the dashboard and noticing that a plume of steam is now building at the front of the hood. He jumps out of the car and slams the door behind him. Kicking the left front tire a few...
Copyright for this story belongs to and remains with the author. I don’t have any major objection to my work being re-distributed, but ASK FIRST!!! This is a gay adult story with the consequent language and images. If homosexuality and/or sexually explicit themes offend you then do not continue. If these are illegal in your area, then you have my sympathy, but you proceed at your own risk. ...
As I approached the front door I thought, "good, she didn't go away after all." I had received a message that my other half was going to visit her mother for a few days but obviously she hadn't gone because the door was ajar and I could see a light in the lounge. I was loaded down with bags of shopping - meals for one - so I was glad I didn't have to search for my keys. I walked into the...
I stared at the door. It looked so old, as if one knock and the wooden door would crack. The surroundings were quiet. The whole row of shop houses was empty. I knocked on the door and it seemed like there was no response. When we were about to leave, the door opened. The interior was very dark. I could only see two shadows inside. One of them motioned us to come in. I hesitated. Before I...
Chosen to Suffer 3: Professional Series By Jimmy Gordon. The saga continues… Dale called again. He had given me a new proposition two days ago and asked me to think about my answer carefully. I was kinda anxious for him to call me back. I had made up my mind to take the gig. “It’s in Atlantic City, he’s in a tournament there and wants you to spend the entire weekend with him. This...
A Truckers Fairy I had been driving along the road for miles without seeing a thing. I had lost my way, and now hoped to find somewhere to stay for the night. What was worse, I was nearly out of petrol. It was a lonely, eerie part of the country, and the last thing I wanted was to have to sleep in the car. The car was stopping and starting as the last drops of fuel made it to the...
Copyright for this story belongs to and remains with the author. I don’t have any major objection to my work being re-distributed, but ASK FIRST!!! This is a gay adult story with the consequent language and images. If homosexuality and/or sexually explicit themes offend you then do not continue. If these are illegal in your area, then you have my sympathy, but you proceed at your own risk. ...
Chosen to Suffer, Part 2: The Encoreby Jimmy Gordon / jimmygor@optonline.netThe text message came up on my cell phone around 4:00 Tuesday. Dale sent me a web address, and instructions to log on that evening at precisely 11:00. I was pretty agitated by the time my appointment on line rolled around. Dale was exceptionally good-looking, but more, he was incredibly powerful. Obviously a...
controlone James was impressed beyond words. It was very unusual for the head of the Organization to affix the icon. It was an enormous honor given to only a handful of super achieving senior controllers, and meant that Scott had distinguished himself above and beyond the call of duty. James had a thought in mind, “Scott there is something.” Scott was eager, “Name it. Whatever it...
controlone After several minutes of lascivious foot play Scott opened his eyes and found James staring up at him. He smiled down at the boy lapping at his ankle and James said, “Master it would be a pleasure to serve as your pussyboy; to have you fuck my worthless ass cunt; anything to please you sir.” Scott looked to C for guidance. C responded, “You heard the boy. He’ll be crushed if...
Face In The Mirror Day 5—Part 1—Roberto and Rick In the Organization’s suite at the posh Los Angeles hotel, Roberto paced back and forth while his charge, the Latino boy singer, knelt naked on the floor, wondering why his master seemed so distraught. It was terribly strange for Roberto to be nervous. He’d spent forty years developing his suave sophistication. At 6’2” tall, 160 lbs,...
I was thirteen years old the first time I saw my dad naked. He was in his mid-30s at the time, very muscular, dark brown hair, buzz-cut with flecks of gray especially around the temples. He had just finished taking a shower and was finishing drying himself off in his bedroom. I had gone to his room to ask him if I could go play at my friend's house for the day and I saw him come out of the...
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