It's the same routine after every Greek history class. I'm sitting in my dorm room with my pants at my ankles, Greek history book on my lap and olive oil bottle at my side. I always loved Greek history. To tell you the truth, it was the Greek statues and photos that always got my attention first. The Greek and Roman sculptures are amazingly lifelike and feature some damn beautiful men. ...
Copyright for this story belongs to and remains with the author. I don’t have any major objection to my work being re-distributed, but ASK FIRST!!! This is a gay adult story with the consequent language and images. If homosexuality and/or sexually explicit themes offend you then do not continue. If these are illegal in your area, then you have my sympathy, but you proceed at your own risk. ...
Copyright for this story belongs to and remains with the author. I don’t have any major objection to my work being re-distributed, but ASK FIRST! This is a gay adult story with the consequent language and images. If homosexuality and/or sexually explicit themes offend you then do not continue. If these are illegal in your area, then you have my sympathy, but you proceed at your own risk. This...
controlone James was impressed beyond words. It was very unusual for the head of the Organization to affix the icon. It was an enormous honor given to only a handful of super achieving senior controllers, and meant that Scott had distinguished himself above and beyond the call of duty. James had a thought in mind, “Scott there is something.” Scott was eager, “Name it. Whatever it...
controlone After several minutes of lascivious foot play Scott opened his eyes and found James staring up at him. He smiled down at the boy lapping at his ankle and James said, “Master it would be a pleasure to serve as your pussyboy; to have you fuck my worthless ass cunt; anything to please you sir.” Scott looked to C for guidance. C responded, “You heard the boy. He’ll be crushed if...
Stewart had just left the pub after finally being dumped by Karen. He had been caught playing around once too often, and after being drenched by a pint of beer over his head, he thought it best to cut his losses. “Fuck you bitch, I’ve got offers coming out of my ears, I’ve forgotten you already!” He yelled, and stormed out into the warm summer’s night. Feeling drunk and hyper, he decided...
I was thirteen years old the first time I saw my dad naked. He was in his mid-30s at the time, very muscular, dark brown hair, buzz-cut with flecks of gray especially around the temples. He had just finished taking a shower and was finishing drying himself off in his bedroom. I had gone to his room to ask him if I could go play at my friend's house for the day and I saw him come out of the...
I couldn’t help but notice the two of them. I showed up a week early for freshman year at the University of Iowa. I knew the baseball jock days and jack-off nights that I loved so much at Our Lady Queen of Peace High School in South Beloit were gone forever. It was time to get serious. I was no longer a boy. But I didn’t mind. In truth, I longed for manhood. To me, becoming a man meant I’d...
My head is spinning from all the stimulation I've undergone in the last hour or so. I don't know who to lust over more, Alfred the hunky shopkeeper/wizard or the former statue turned human. Alfred looks over at me and says, "Tony, I'd love to see you and this man dancing together." "Oh god...I've died and gone to heaven!" I thought. I was so aroused by this point that the slightest...
"What did you just do to me Alfred"? My voice was husky with desire by now. I was feeling extremely aroused sexually, much more than I'd ever felt before. Alfred looked at me and said, "I just put a little spell on you, Tony. Just so I could see what you looked like in tights. It's a beautiful sight, I must say." "I noticed that you were gazing at one of my most recent creations when I...
After we had finished rutting, a great feast was held in my honour. I learnt from Lorthar, my fellow demi-god, that this world I had entered thrived upon young humans like myself, discovering the ritual and joining the brethren. Not all transformed into the massive super-men that we were, as some had the considerable honour to be our servants. The feast consisted of a giant table, filled to...
Transformations I have always been fascinated with change, the idea of becoming something new and powerful. I’ve never had the best self-image of myself, so it is not a surprise that I would want to be something different. I have also had a growing interest with paganism and witchcraft, and had spent many months researching the legends of those who believed and practised these beliefs. My...
Eventually after ten minutes or so, the storeowner came back with a box of pictures. I was so eager to see them, my heart was pounding in my chest and I could feel the desire rising in my groin. He took a few out of the box and handed them to me. "Is this you?" I asked him. "Yes, those were taken in the late seventies, this set here in the sixties." I gazed at photos of a strikingly...
PART THREE BY ROBBY SR. CHAPTER EIGHT The waiter arrived carrying a small folded table. A busboy was right behind him balancing a large tray on his shoulder. The waiter popped the table open and the busboy placed the tray on it with the same drama Ely used when he ordered. Greg and Ken were still staring at Ely. "Ah!" Ely exclaimed as though nothing untoward was going on. "The...
PART TWO BY ROBBY SR. CHAPTER FIVE Greg crawled up onto the bed and sat cross-legged. He hugged a pillow and sat. He glanced at the door when he heard footsteps and wondered why he didn't hear the front door again if Ely was coming back. He wasn't sure if he wanted Ely to come back, but found he was at least a little happy to hear the footsteps, and that feeling confused him even more. ...
CHAPTER ONE The sound came to him the way light tries to make its way through a fog. He felt himself floating in that fog. He couldn't tell if he was floating around the sound, or if he was still and it was the sound that was moving around. "Greg..." He expected the proverbial brilliant white light but it wasn't there. There was no light at all, only the sound--the sound of his name. ...
One day I was walking down the street looking for an antiques store that a friend had given me the address to. I wasn't too sure what I was looking for but I was sure I'd recognize it when I saw it. Anyway, it was getting dark and I was starting to think I was going in circles when I came upon this small but elegant shop on a side street. I decided to check it out and see what it had to offer....
BY ROBBY SR. CHAPTER THREE The nurse entered the cubicle to check Greg's vital signs again. She told Greg and Ely that there were several gentlemen in the waiting room. "Ah," Ely told Greg, "The boys are arriving." "If you'd like," the nurse told Greg, "We can move you to a larger room, and they can all come in and sit with you. Or we can do the usual and let them come in two at a...
BY ROBBY SR. CHAPTER ONE The ambulance passed through the gates and in one voice the paramedic and two Emergency Medical Technicians said, "Wow!" Facing them was a very large, very old mansion--older than any of them could comprehend. It consisted of a main two-story wing with another two-story wing on either side. The driveway rambled up to and circled around a perfectly detailed garden. ...
In l954, I was stationed in Salzburg, Austria and working as an office manager for the U.S. Army. My job was such that I had permission to live off base. So, I rented a small apartment. My apartment was in a building that was isolated. I could make noise and nobody could see or hear me. I received a letter from my good old army buddy, Tommy. When Tommy and I were stationed in Frankfort,...
I have always loved the water. As a kid I eagerly awaited summer vacation so that I could spend July and August at our cottage overlooking the ocean. It was a perfect setting, secluded, with a deck providing a panoramic view of the ever-changing ocean. Even after I graduated from university, I treasured the time spent at the cottage, those leisurely filled days soaking in the sun, the water, the...
Chap 6B—Caleb’s Day Continues Controlone With no further ado Riff pulled Caleb up toward the head of the bed. The two men shared a pillow as Riff spooned behind Caleb. When Caleb felt Riff push the length of his cock up between his butt cheeks he wanted to squeal, but he withheld that response; instead Caleb reached behind with his right hand and pulled his butt cheeks further apart, so...
Pasta, salad mix, vegetables, bread, needed cat food, beverages, toothpaste, etc… The list was long. I hate grocery shopping! I just hate it! Walking back and forth down isles and not being able to find what I need. I understand most people take a short time, but me…forever. There I was, just bumping my shopping cart into other shoppers and their carts. Even, kids running up and down...
It was my first gay bar experience! Five of the guys from my dorm decided to hit a gay bar to see what really happens behind those closed doors. I was reluctant to join them because I knew that I was more than just curious; I was panting for that first experience. We claimed a round table near the bar with a clear view of the main floor. After a few drinks, we all began to relax, becoming...
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