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Kitty Cafe

by Unity on Aug 29, 2018
Gay

For as long as anyone can remember, human-cat hybrids have existed. They are known as nekos, catpeople, chimeras, and dozens of other names. Physically they aren't too different from humans, possessing all the same organs but a tail and pointy ears on the top of their head. Emotionally, nekos crave attention but still retain their independence. They're perso...

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Chore Bitch Pt. 01

by travelsforfunxxx on May 12, 2020
Gay Male

I've been using an app to hook up with guys for over 15 years, and I'm a true switch. I genuinely enjoy both being in charge and being a complete and total bitch. As a way to keep myself entertained during COVID 19 and to give something back to the kink community, I decided to share some of the stories about guys I've hooked up with. One day, I was feeling...

Latino Dream

by whitechocolate3 on Oct 11, 2017
Gay Male

Eleonor was in the shower, so I put her phone on the bed where it was and distanced myself. "Honey," I said aloud. "You just received a text." She burst out of the bathroom without even finishing, looking at me and the phone, smiling. She took the phone, but she was already calm by that moment, maybe because of the distance. Anyway, I was in a state of di...

Chore Bitch Pt. 02

by travelsforfunxxx on May 12, 2020
Gay Male

Quick note: This story includes CMNM, humiliation, domination, submission, and objectification. But it doesn't have any oral or anal sex - - - If you're looking for oral/anal, then this may not be the story for you. Late in the afternoon, I got dressed as instructed -- in a jock strap, tight jeans, plain white t-shirt and boots. The jeans were super tight...

Confessions of a Cock Servant

by JAKOFFAB5 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I am a cock and cum slut. I truly mean that. I cannot get enough of men's cock. Morning, noon, and night, I love servicing hard, throbbing, dripping cocks, and feeling them fuck my throat until they shoot their warm creamy loads down my eager, waiting gullet. Of course, it is no surprise that this overwhelming desire makes me naturally submissive. Over the y...

Master Mike Ch. 06

by mdp_2004 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

In the aftermath of our tag team assault on Kevin, I stand facing my Master. Our bodies drip with perspiration while our cocks hang semi-erect and my breathing returns to normal. I'm stilling looking at the soiled rubber Master has tossed onto the slut's back. I smile broadly and then I begin to chuckle as the post-orgasm euphoria sets in. "What's so funny?...

One Sub Stud Ch. 01

by tazemebro on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story is a continuation of the series about Chris Donaldson and Justin Corvino, who were roommates during their sophomore year of college. While living together, Justin turned Chris into his personal cocksucker and submissive - a fate Chris initially resisted, but eventually came to love. Along the way, Chris had other admirers. He gave u...

Blowing Max Was Just The Beginning

by Headgiver444 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

This is my forth story. I met Max on-line and would be his faithful, obedient sexual servant for a full year. My next few stories will be of him and my descent into an existence of sexual servitude. He took me to the dark side both interracially and sexually in ways I'd never imagined I could be persuaded. With great skill and mastery, Max molded me into his...

Mr. One Fifty-Eight Ch. 05

by tazemebro on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

AUTHOR'S NOTE: While each chapter is a story in its own right, you will probably enjoy them more if you have already read the series Chris Donaldson, as well as Chapters 1-4 of Mr. One Fifty-Eight. The characters' back stories are revealed there. All characters depicted in this story are over 18. ***** Chris paced antsily back and forth, eyeing the windows...

Club Exit Ch. 03

by Arronbird85 on Aug 31, 2017
Gay Male

Hours had passed since Kyle had been turned to a statue. The dark, red lit room was silent other than the sound of warm flesh slapping against cold hard stone. Marcus was dripping in sweat emitting enough body heat to melt ice. He had matched the rhythm of his powerful thrusts to the clock hands ticking away on the wall. Marcus was in his office the entire n...