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Down the Rabbit Hole Ch. 09

by Hal1031 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

The first week was the hardest. The Residence Inn wasn't exactly home, but I had a Keurig and a microwave and, sadly, all my clothes fit into the closet. I wasn't ready for company, but I beat off in that hotel room... a lot. Without anyone looking over my shoulder, I gorged on a certain brand of gay porn. I forced myself awake watching edging videos into al...

Opening Z Ch. 09

by polaris_flight on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

A text from Brett, "hahaha. Worst nightmare: I went to the wrong Frat and couldn't say your last name. Meet me outside?" I groaned and showed D the text who was confused, "He stammers really badly" D gave the 'oh no' face and we went outside. I looked up and down the block but didn't spot his copper hair. D said, "That him?" Across the street with a cap an...

Down the Rabbit Hole Ch. 08

by Hal1031 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

I made it back to my car, but that was the extent of my ambition. I was wiped. This pattern had become all too familiar lately—whipped into a frenzy, dangled for hours in a state of intense arousal, then relieved in an explosive burst that left me physically and emotionally spent. Too early to go home without arousing suspicion, too late to go back to work...

Pandemic Stress Relief Ch. 05

by GoodBiCuriosity on Jun 15, 2020
Gay Male

*All characters are over 18. Appreciate any constructive feedback.* Sure enough as I was changing in the Doctor's lounge one of the other female residents approached me and asked, "There's a rumor running round about you and Dr Crenshaw in Cardiology." Teresa and I went to the same university and have always been close. In a hushed voice I said, "I don't...

Caleb's Ladder

by LaRascasse on May 7, 2019
Gay Male

My official submission for the "On the Job" story event, where the entire story has to be set in a place of work (in this case a tattoo parlour), and also a return to a category in whichI do not usually write. Fingers crossed on how it turns out. Votes, comments and any feedback are most welcome. If you thought something of this story, let me know, good, ba...

Down the Rabbit Hole Ch. 07

by Hal1031 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

A storm raged in my gut as I climbed the stairs. No denying I was aroused and eager to see him. He'd set me on edge with his first scavenger hunt command, and every errand since had only made me hornier. Major lines had been crossed with the full-monty-waxing and the girly-panty-wearing, and god help me, there was still the not insignificant matter of the...

Diary of a Cock Sucker Ch. 26

by Bicyclist on Sep 25, 2017
Gay Male

In which our hero has a taste of old and new. I gaze out the window on a lovely but very windy Sunday afternoon. It is late fall and the leaves are blowing wildly through the air. I sip my blueberry coffee and reflect that the chaos outside matches my feelings. Thad the magnificent has just left and I think for the last time. It is with profound mixed feel...

Down the Rabbit Hole Ch. 06

by Hal1031 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

The next five days, Mr. C had me running ragged. I couldn't risk not having my phone within reach, even at work. Friday morning began with an 8 a.m. text with a link to a glory hole video: WATCH ME And no touching the D One hour later, more of the same. He left me alone until three, when he started in again, with a marathon of required viewing links ever...

Used

by sr71plt on Aug 17, 2017
Gay Male

Phil came into the sauna as I hoped he would. He came up to the top tier and sat below me where I was lying on my back, just a white towel around me, the leg toward the wall bent, foot flat on the wooden slats of the bench, with the other leg straight. He sat close enough to me that the roughness of his towel brushed the toes of my stretched foot. I had star...

Down the Rabbit Hole Ch. 04

by Hal1031 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

He left me stewing all day Sunday. I kept my cell phone in my hand all day, but not a word. I didn't dare touch myself until I knew what he wanted from me. I no longer wore his cock cage, but this non-communication was a prison of its own. Monday morning at 6:41 a.m., my phone buzzed with an incoming text as I was heading out to my car for the morning comm...