by
sr71plt
on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male
June 1929, Tokyo, Japan
I was straining for him to start. I ran my hands down his hard-muscled back from the shoulder blades to his buttocks, pushing his trousers down further on his buttocks and clutching at the orbs, willing him to start the stroking. He was inside me deep and I was panting hard for him.
He spoke from the hollow of my throat. "I . . . we...
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by
charleebeck
on Sep 1, 2017
Gay Male
Noah was just tall enough for his toes to touch the floor from the pipe he was hung on. His arms were cuffed around it, twisted behind his back to put all of his weight on his shoulders. The laundry room was cold without his clothing; his prison uniform was crumpled in the corner, day-glow orange reflecting the dim lights. It was the closest thing to sunshin...
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by
Belle_in_south
on Feb 3, 2020
Gay Male
"Oh, fuck," Walt growled, and the sound sent shivers down Mark's body. He pulled off suddenly, moving by animal instinct. He flipped Walt over, grabbed his lover's hips, and pulled him to his knees. Mark got behind Walt, positioned the head of his cock at Logan's tight bud, and thrust forward. He sank easily into Logan, both of them crying out in pleasure. M...
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by
Dam_Fool
on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male
The airplane lazily cuts through the cloudy, gray sky like a bored knife through warm butter. The air is wet and cold. Windy. Inside the plane, the tacky orange carpet screams of gaudy 1960's. The bright, orange seats were plump and cushy. And the place had much more in common with a small 1960's party room/sitting room, than an airplane. The stewardess walk...
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by
laurasfox
on Aug 8, 2018
Gay Male
He could not be mad at Klaus. After all, the guy was working himself to the bone. Apparently, being rich didn't mean sitting on your butt, by a pool, eating ice cream or something. But Jake had to admit that he felt restless without being able to talk to the guy. He had wanted to call a few times but felt guilty at the thought that Klaus was getting too litt...
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by
laurasfox
on Jul 31, 2018
Gay Male
It felt a little strange to move around the house, now that Klaus was gone. He was more familiar with the layout and everything, and he knew where to find anything he might have wanted, but he was far from feeling comfortable.
The game room was nice, though. It helped him take his mind off of things. Plus, he liked it. It was just the first day without Kla...
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by
htausten
on Apr 28, 2020
Gay Male
Content/trigger warning: This series contains bullying, homophobic language, and non-consensual sexual acts, but they are integral to the plot and character development so please take them in context.
JESSE
I guess it must be around two in the morning, and I'm jacking off for the third time in 24 hours.
The first time was watching that video from this aft...
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by
laurasfox
on Sep 10, 2018
Gay Male
Summary: Creatures of habit.
Jake stole a nervous look in Klaus's direction, but the guy seemed as impassive as ever while reading his newspaper.
"The gangs are kind of fighting," he eventually managed to speak.
The last few months had been like a fairy tale. Not that he believed in such things. But whatever was happening between him and this man he could...
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by
charleebeck
on Sep 1, 2017
Gay Male
Fragile; that was how Mick Daniels finally chose to describe the boy that he escorted past the rows of dark cells. The teen shuffled, tripping occasionally on his leg irons. Daniels gripped the boy's arm so tight that he could feel the heat of a forming bruise, the over-caffeinated officer stricken with paranoia that the prisoner would slip his handcuffs; it...
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by
Nothinglikethesun
on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male
"I want to kiss you again."
Jamie was driving Adrian home after the band practice, since his mom wouldn't let him get a car. Besides, it was one of the best things in the world, sitting in the front seat, messing with the music, bullshitting about life or sitting in happy silence. Adrian's begging for a car was no more than the obligatory, because he didn't...
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