100% fiction! The next weekend Jay was going to be staying the whole weekend with us because his family was going to one of his older brothers colleges to check it out for the first time. I was thrilled because I knew we were going to have some more spanking fun and also some loving time together. We had decided that we wanted to start a spanking club and we talked about who we could bring into it without getting our folks finding out. Several of our friend’s names came up. There was Mark, Todd, Jay’s cousin Jason, John, and Scott. I knew Richie had eyed jay rubbing his butt after I spanked him last weekend. I threw his name out there. “Hey, there is Richie and I am sure he would be interested.” I said. “How do you know?” Jay asked. “He was watching ... Read More»

Water Rat 2: Choices (Please read “Water Rat” first. This is intended as an epilogue.) I had been bound at the wrists for almost a full day. Stranded on this island had turned into one of the most important and life-altering experiences I have ever had. I discovered that all of the games, all of the passion and sexual adventure of my life to this point was meaningless. I had found total satisfaction in losing my freedom, my free will, to the Water Rat. He slipped the last of our breakfast past my chapped lips, and held the glass of milk to my mouth. I drank, savoring the cold, creamy liquid. Kevin untied my ankles from the legs of the chair and led me outside to the pier, and an outdoor shower. “Dude, you’re pretty funky, and I’m guessin’ I am too. Get ... Read More»

We were summoned for the exercises. I was to wrestle, and I hoped that I'd draw Victor. He was all bulging muscle and beauty and fluid movement. As I entered the palaestra through the columns, I saw him over to the side with a group of other soldiers, laughing and jesting with them as he removed his breastplate to show rippling muscles and solid abs every bit as sculpted as the armor he had shed. Then he was unsheathing his short sword, followed by his leather skirt, and he stood there in considerable glory, only in his leather sandals, laced up to his knees, the leather bands under his biceps, and a scanty, flesh-colored loincloth. He was ready to enter the arena for his wrestling match, in finest Roman fashion. And I was so ready to be called upon to be his ... Read More»

Working for a local liquor distributorship you don't get to choose your routes or accounts, and being the lowest man on the Totem Pole you get even fewer options. So when I was told that my new delivery route was in the gay section of the city, I had to go. After a few weeks of getting the hang of where each place was and what times they wanted me to show up, I started getting into the swing of things. One Friday I was running WAY behind on my delivery schedule due to vehicle troubles, so I didn't get to this one club till very late in the day. Now in the course of my employment I knew this to be a pretty wild club, with gay videos playing on the numerous TV screens from opening to closing. But none of my stops at this place prepared me for what I saw when ... Read More»

My grandfather died suddenly when I was thirteen and my grandmother moved in with us. She sold her house and as there was not much room in ours for my parents, my sister and me, I was sent to an all-boys boarding school. The fees were met partly by my gran. I hated it at first and felt like a fish out of water with all the new customs and rules, but I enjoyed most of the lessons and was quickly "accelerated" into the top stream where I was in the same class as boys, some of them two years older than me. The school also took in day boys, who were treated rather differently from us boarders in the sense that we got to know them less well. They went home at the end of afternoon lessons whereas we went back to our "Houses" where we shared small rooms for doing our ... Read More»

They turned to face me and I saw two of the most good looking black guys I have ever seen in my life. They were probably in their late thirties and were extremely fit. They looked at me and one of them said. 'So this is the young sex maniac you are training.' It turned out that his name was Carl and his friend was Dale. 'Yea, I've got as far as opening him up,' Chris said. 'And he now knows how good it feels to have his prostrate stimulated. In fact he shot buckets of cum all over his pretty face. I now want to go a stage further and show him how much pleasure he can get out of having his arse drilled.' 'And that's where we come in?' said Dale. 'I'm sure I'm gong to enjoy screwing his slim butt.' 'You've got to watch him he's a real cumslut,' Chris ... Read More»

Knock, knockЕ УTim mate. У I said surprised. With a big grin on his face Tim said, УHey Col, thought I would make a surprise visit. DonТt mind do you?Ф Opening the screen door and inviting him in I replied, УHell no, you know your always welcome here.Ф УDid you fly or drive up?Ф I continued as we walked into the lounge room. УDrove, almost seven hours, and god is my ass killing me.Ф He said as he took a seat. УWell its good to see you mate, seems like forever since we seen each other, let me grab you a drink,Ф I said as I headed for the kitchen, УCoke do?Ф I called out. УYes thanks.Ф Walking back into the lounge room I said, УShit, IТm out of coke, IТll just run around and grab a couple of bottles.Ф Getting to his feet Tim asked, УWant me ... Read More»

Note : This story is completely fictional! "Submissive bottom boy in need of training. looking for a dominate man to please. I don’t have much experience but am willing to do whatever is necessary to learn… I want to be a good boy for men to use… please help me." This was the post I put on my profile on a gay hookup sight along with several naked photos of me including pics of my 7 inch dick soft and hard and my firm bubble butt. My name is Jamie and as the post says I am a bottom boy who wants to please. I am about 6'5 and 145lbs with blonde hair and green eyes. I know that I am quite cute and that men and women find me attractive but I am only interested in letting men use me. I am nineteen years old with limited experience but I know where I belong in ... Read More»

As a young boy, i had always been intrigued by women's clothing. More so, the colorful panties that all these girls wear. But what really got my attention more than anything else was the ever so sexy and sultry thong underwear. It amazed me to see how the thong can just go up a girl's ass and make it look sexy. And of course I wanted to know what it was about the thong that girls liked wearing them, other than the current excuse of so that the panty line doesn't show through their pants. I am sure it is because they love to feel something stringy and thick ride up their ass crack, which is the main reason why i began wearing them after i bought a pair of them at a department store nearby my home. as i turned 18, i began feeling more and more the urge on how ... Read More»

Ever since I had jumped in the T-Bird and started racing down through Washington and Oregon and along the California coastal highway to put my final fight with Clem out of my mind, I’d been searching for some way to calm my combined anger and grief at the loss of that angelic, young free spirit who had made me forget these last two years that I now was on the wrong side of thirty-five no matter how much I pumped iron and groomed my body. I was grabbing at the last vestiges of my youth and the privilege of a vigorous, hard body, and I thought I had found that fountain of youth in Clem. I had gloried in his vibrancy and supple, lithe body, and he had seemed mesmerized by my blond good looks and hunky muscles and the mastery of my thick nine-inch sword. Our ... Read More»

It was my eighteenth birthday, and I spent it the usual way, performing tasks about my father's inn. I gave little thought to celebration on this day, but I hoped in my heart for some kindly recognition, perhaps a simple acknowledgment of all my hard work. As usual, the only acknowledgment I received was from the horny patrons of the inn's tavern as I attempted to keep their mugs filled with ale. I am slight, and pale, but my features are boyishly attractive and pleasing to the eye. My youthful appearance seemed to provoke a lustful response in a great many of the men who frequented the tavern. It was a curse-- one which sometimes caused me considerable grief. I was not opposed, in the least, to the possibility of love shared between two men. ... Read More»

When I was eighteen I had a strong desire to eat man creamy dlisious man cum loads as I had been eating mine at least five times everyday as I absolutely loved the hot creamy salty yummy delicious taste and the way it lingered in my mouth for hours as any cum lover knows. There were three adult theaters wher I had my first apartment and after a few visits and sucking off the owners I had a free pass to them. I'd first suck off the owner at the ticket booth and then enter the theater and give blow jobs while seated in the back row for a few hours and be very well creamy cum fed! I especially loved it when a few sexy mature men jerked off into my eager wide open cum loving mouth so I could watch their big fat sexy mature man cocks squirt their big hot creamy ... Read More»

"That is nuts, man! You did all that just to return my phone? You're a fucking crazy man. But I really appreciate it.", said Steve. "No problem, Steve. I'm happy to do it. But I have to admit that my motivation isn't as pure as it seems. You're a hot guy and I was hoping to meet you. The whole process of getting here to Jason's place has been kinda surreal. I'm sorry to interrupt your date...I really should get going.", I said. Jason had been watching our interaction with a smirk on his face. He finally piped in, "Hey, no reason to leave so soon, sexy man. Why don't we just turn this double date into a threesome?" He looked at Steve with a cautious look. "Besides, we have some unfinished business to attend to.", he said with a wink. Turning to Steve, he ... Read More»

Pelaam: August 2007. Mikey looked up, pushing his glasses back into place once more as the big, broad, ebony skinned man strode purposefully towards him. Mikey felt his heartbeat begin to race as the big man approached. He'd seen this man a few times in the library; only he normally wore big boots, jeans and t-shirt. He had seen him use computers, sit in the reference area and, very occasionally, browsing the fiction section where Mikey was normally based. He would be hard to miss with his huge build and Mikey thought he was stunning. The man's head was as clean shaven as the rest of his face. His eyes were big, dark pools, his lips full and, on the brief occasions Mikey had spied them, his teeth were white and even. Mikey sighed silently. //Stunning// he ... Read More»

*** This story contains gay sex and violence. All of the characters presented here are fictional and are of legal age. The presentation here of events and characters in no way is meant to portray actual, historical persons and events. Trailertrash “Fucking faggot!” I cover my cock and balls with my hands to protect them from Bill’s strap. It whips through the air and strikes my naked ass. He kicks me across the floor between whipping me. I try to crawl away from him but his feet and belt follow me, kicking and beating me. I knew he would beat me. I only earn Bill $275 tonight. I worked as many streets as I could but tonight was slow. That’s no fucking excuse to Bill. All of his fags have to bring in at least $500 a night. No exceptions. I started ... Read More»