I said I wanted to feel this little muscley body.” Mario leaned over me, and said it directly into my ear. “Now relax and let me.”I took in a deep breath as I felt his hands begin to massage my shoulders. This was not what I expected at all.
This short story is part of a fictional anthology series based on my fantasies about everyday encounters somehow turning into sex with a dom-sub dynamic, told from the top's perspective. Each story can stand alone. If rough sex, humiliation and verbal degradation are your cup of tea, this series is for you!
Finding himself broke, young Kyle Striker's rent is due in two days What can a straight boy do to make money in two days? Why Kyle is willing to do anything ... anything to make the money he needs.
After opening up about his divorce, Greg admitted to Alex how long it had been since he’d had any real intimacy, how months without affection or release had left him restless and horny.
Young Bilal takes bribes in cash—until Rozi, a cunning contractor, offers Hayat instead: a mischievous, irrepressible stud who’ll do anything for the right price. One session leads to another, each hotter than the last, culminating in a village gangbang! In Sindh’s heat, currency and lust are interchangeable, and Bilal spends freely.
399 BC. 18 year old Lysander is about to be claimed by a teacher, to be taught the ways of the Spartan Soldier, to become a true pupil, an eromenos to an honoured soldier, and to be tethered to the man he has fallen in love with. Only there are other suitors, and Lysander is about to begin a journey that will go against all Sparta stands for.
I'm Eli, an 18 year old freshman on the gymnastics team. My first year has been a crazy experience, training with my assistant coach who is using sex to make me a better gymnast and my straight, teammate roomie who caught on and has been dominating me in our dorm room. Both men control me in their own way and I'm bent in two directions. Help!
Richard Shaw arrives home to find his trusty boxers missing from his washing line replaced with pristine Y-Fronts and matching white vests. Flabbergasted and confused, the incident takes a turn for the curious when he receives a text message saying, "You will look good wearing these and please meet me at 7pm."
Two years after their fateful meeting, the banker's surrender is complete. A new threshold is crossed, a final taboo is broken, and in an act of ultimate intimacy and devotion, the last vestiges of the old king are washed away forever. In the quiet peace of their shared life, two souls, forged in the fire of dominance and submission, find their fin
My grandpa died and the men on the farm dug the grave at the family cemetery. The next day I heard a truck coming towards the house and I was pleased to see my uncle who I haven’t seen in years. My dad never talked about his brother. If dad leaned how my uncle fucked me….we would both be dead.
The first of a two-part story about gladiators in ancient Rome. A bit intense in places, with domination, injury, and some bloodshed. Part 2 will be posted shortly.
Nevil surprises his son Ned being fucked by Marvin, his brother, Ned's uncle. He takes Ned away and punishes him with a belt till he ends up terrorized by his son's pain and rewards him now with a blowjob.
He was easy to spot as he towered over the other pedestrians in both height and width in the same large black coat he wore last night, with the same black tuque on his head down to his eyes. His face had a slight bit of stubble since last night, but every other ounce of his giant muscular body that I had seen on display in all its glory last night.