Erotic Fiction

 I first saw him standing at the end of my road, an out of the way back street in a large northern town. He had baggy trackies and a black T shirt on. His trainers were a bit mucky but not falling to bits. His hair was quite long, dirty blond curtains that swept the sides of his face. I guessed he was about 19 or 20. As I walked by him he looked straight in my eyes, holding the gaze steadily. I chucked my head up, as you do with someone you recognise but don’t yet know. His response was to slowly run his hand over his crotch. A come-on if ever I saw one. I stopped. “You busy?” “Nah, wot you have in mind?” “Coffee?” “Yeah. OK” We walked the last few yards to my house, a respectable two bedroom mid terrace. I opened the door and he waited for me to enter. As I closed the door behind me I turned to see he was standing there, hands behind his back, head bowed. I could see a bulge in his grey tracksuit bottoms, starting to tent the fabric. I walked round him, admiring what I...

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  Straight guys are my favourite. I am often asked why I prefer them unsullied. The answer is simple; they have no bad habits to break and usually have lots of erogenous zones they have never explored. This is especially true for those who want to submit themselves to me. Often this is attractive to straight guys because they are unsure what to do, how to respond to another male. They want someone to take them in hand (pun intended) and lead them. So it was with Rob. He was in his late 20’s, fairly slim and willing to try most things. He was just out of an unsatisfactory relationship with an older woman and we had chatted for a while before he decided he wanted to meet up. He had already decided that he wanted the full sub experience, no control. I could do pretty much what I liked with him. Within reason. I have no desire for any sort of extreme abuse. I want the guys I meet to enjoy the session and, hopefully, want to return. At the appointed day and time Rob arrived on my ...

  SEX FOR SALE Pt 2 Both Jon and Ryan were booked up when the call came in so I took the assignment. It was one of Ryan’s regulars so I assumed he would want to top me. I was up for that, provided the money was right. It was. When he turned up I was pleasantly surprised to find he was a rather cute looking blond late 20’s guy. I have never given much thought as to why some guys are happy to pay, especially when their requirements are fairly normal. Blondie was one of those with unadventurous tastes. When we got into the workroom (as we call the working bedroom between ourselves) Blondie was almost shy and asked if he could kiss me. As his tongue gently brushed against my lips I could feel his breathing getting heavier. His hands slowly went down my back to my ass, He didn’t grab me, just brushed his hand over my cheeks. I deliberately tensed so he knew I liked it and gently pushed my groin towards him. Professional that I am, my cock was hardening satisfactorily. His kissin...

Chavvy Boy -  Straight Boy Rob - Sex For Sale Pt 1 - Sex For Sale Pt 2  - The Voyeur -  All Together Now -    The Farmhand -    Straight Conversion -    The Bristol Story -    Newly Sub -    Gay Inside -    Lockdown seduction -    Queer in the choir -   Massage -   The novelist -    The Sauna -    The Bus Home -   The Swimmer -   Crime and Punishment -   Brickies -   Bound -    Hooded - 

 I made the cupboard myself. It had an old door that I had rescued from a demolition site. It must have been an old outdoor privy door. It had several holes at face height, probably for ventilation, and when hung had about a 4 inch gap at the bottom. That didn’t matter for what I had in mind. The cupboard itself was in an alcove in the bedroom. It wasn’t very deep, just enough room for an average sized guy to fit in and that was exactly what I wanted it for. 23 year old Simon was already ensconced behind the door. His hands were secured at shoulder level, he was gagged and his hard cock had been pushed through the glory hole. His ankles were strapped to the sides of the cupboard. All in all he could not move but he was able to see what was going on in the room through the ventilation holes. The scene was set for my next visitor. Andrew turned up on time and, as is my custom, I collared and stripped him downstairs. He hadn’t asked and wasn’t told what was about to unfold. I kn...

  I had arranged for Chris to visit at 2pm. As usual he was early and eager. I had met this super cute and biddable 22 yr old several times and each time the session had been better than the last. What got his motor running was being teased and made to work for his reward. Any sign of force and he crumpled into complete submission. He was keen to be locked up, unable to move while I teased and edged him, used his ass. As usual we started in the lounge before we moved upstairs. We both liked to get into sub/dom mode as soon as he walked in the door. I answered his knock and let him in. I immediately collared him and he switched into sub space automatically; head down, quite still, waiting for instructions. I ordered him to strip and it was nice to see it confirmed how much he was looking forward to our session. His thick, uncut cock was already at half mast and, under my watchful eye, rose to its full, majestic, throbbing potential. The slightly over-long foreskin retracting a...

 I know Ted from work. He is a very good looking black guy, about 35. I knew he was married because he had a picture of his lovely wife on his desk. However, that didn’t stop him making remarks to me from time to time that led me to think he may not be as happily married as the impression he gave. We invariably sat at the same table at lunchtime and I soon had chapter and verse about his marriage. What also came out were some of the high jinks he got up to when he was still single. While nothing specific was said I got the impression that he had been quite wild in his youth. As our friendship grew stronger I got to meet his wife and we went out as a threesome for drinks from time to time. Eventually they invited me to their house for a meal. It was on that occasion that I began to suspect that Ted had an ulterior motive. Walking up the drive I was impressed at their neat, well kept house and garden. I rang the bell and Sylvia, Ted’s wife answered the door. Although well prese...

 Getting up before dawn and spending my days up to my knees in mud is not conducive to having a regular sex life. Most nights I was too tired to even have a wank. The farm was fairly remote so a quick jaunt to the local pub required careful planning and was an event. Every now and again I could hitch a lift with one of the other farmhands but this was very few and far between. Most of the guys I came into contact with in those barren years were other farm hands who I worked with; gnarled old men with families in tied cottages, never under 50. That was until one day when I was tasked with taking delivery of a tanker full of   grain destined for the feed hoppers. It was mid afternoon when the lorry pulled into the yard. All the other staff were up in the fields herding livestock and I looked forward to an easy time. All I had to do was show the driver where the grain input was and then hang around for about 40 minutes while the contents of his tanker pumped out into our ...

 Steve and I had shared a flat for more than 5 years. I had never made a secret of the fact that I fancied him but he always insisted he was completely straight. There was never even a hint that he might be curious; never was there that ‘inadvertent’ slip of a towel or a bedroom door accidentally left ajar as he changed. I had long ago accepted that I could appreciate from afar but never touch. We were both in our 30’s and from time to time spent an evening sharing a few cans and watching a DVD. The alcohol was never enough to get us drunk, just a couple to relax, usually on a   Friday night after a week of work. This particular Friday it was my turn to pick the film and we were well into Gods Own Country when Steve remarked that he didn’t find the straight guys being seduced very realistic. “No straight guy is gonna get a hard on for another guy” “How do you know? Have you tried?” I was willing him to reveal some drunken fumble in his past. “Nah. I just know I could...