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Mountain Men Ch. 09: Revenge

by KenJames on Sep 14, 2020
Gay Male

* * * * * * * * * * Revenge Of The Mountain Men * * * * * * * * * * Tom shivered as he watched Clint open the heavy steel door. It was on the opposite wall of the laundry room from the cell's door. The last time, Tom had been naked and the laundry room's bare concrete floor had been icy cold against his feet. Donny had unlocked the door and Caleb had pus...

My Angry Tenants

by rae121452 on Sep 25, 2017
Gay Male

I was cleaning carpets in one of my apt building when a guy from the unit below knocked on the door. Gary had done some work for me on a few of my properties and had shown up one morning the week before with his friend Ron. He'd first been staying with an old girlfriend and Ron had moved in with them the week before, after getting out on parole. The girlfrie...

Tattoo Ch. 05: Second Opinion

by drmweaver705 on Oct 6, 2020
Gay Male

All participants are over 18. ***** It had been a week since I woke up with 'CUMSLUT' tattooed in bold red and black letters across my forehead. Those seven days had been filled with more hot, dirty sex than I would ever have imagined possible. I had lost count of the times I'd been taken. The vagrant, the grocery clerk and the butcher, the tattooist I con...

Journey to Mirage Ch. 14

by sr71plt on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

For two weeks after fleeing Grime's home Rick laid low in a seedy gay-friendly rooming house on Galisteo Street at the fringe of the old Santa Fe plaza area. He had no idea what to do now and was considering starting to look for work in an auto repair shop. None he tried out initially needed help and at two of them he was told, "There aren't many job opening...

Morning Menage-a-Trois

by the_apocalypse on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I was beginning to wake up when I felt the warm breath on my, rapidly stiffening nipples, and kept my eyes closed enjoying the feeling. Long hair brushed my chest as a tongue flicked over first one nipple then the other before brushing my chest down lower over my naked body. The lower the head went the harder my cock became, until it was throbbing with longi...

The Professor and the Boys Ch. 05

by TAHammer on Apr 13, 2020
Gay Male

David had a beautiful yard and backyard garden thanks to the hard work of Colin. The big muscled hunk transformed the pitiful excuse of a yard into a thing of beauty. He kept the yard mowed and neat. The hedges trimmed. The flowerbeds were always in flower. It was a miniature paradise. Colin had started back to school, and so he found it too hard to work at...

The Toybox Ch. 01

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...

Rain Down Temple Ch. 04

by dourdan on Sep 12, 2018
Gay Male

Diego awoke in Rain Down Temple. The place was a holistic clinic, but at that moment he prayed for a pharmaceutical miracle. His lover, Remy, got out of bed, pulling his long dark hair into a ponytail as he left the room. When the young doctor returned he started Diego on IV antibiotics as well as morphine for the pain. This allowed the older man to fall ba...

Fuck My Face...at the Mall

by John Hamilton on Sep 15, 2017
Gay Male

The following is a completely fictional story. "Cocksucker needs aggressive men to fuck my face." That was the entirety of my profile on the Fuck My Face app. The app promises to find guys who want to plow their cocks into eager young throats like mine. It lets you know when guys looking for sex are nearby. It uses the GPS to show where everyone is, supp...

Tattoo Ch. 07: The Society

by drmweaver705 on Oct 12, 2020
Gay Male

I opened my apartment door wide before I realized that I had forgotten to hide my tattoo under a hat. It was already too late. The man at the door was wide-eyed as he read the label pasted across my forehead. He was black, about thirty, a bit stocky and very handsome. He wore the tan shirt and striped black pants of a security guard from my office. In his h...