Excerpt from “Cruising For Piss”

Here’s an excerpt from Cruising For Piss.

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I unzip my jeans and let my cock hang out. I don’t have to piss, but this is the park washroom supposedly notorious for hookups. I’m so fucking horny — so desperate for cock — that I’m willing to hang out in this men’s room for as long as it takes to get a cock in my mouth or my ass, or preferably both.

My cock is already semi-hard and throbbing with every heartbeat. I grab it and start stroking, pumping my fist back and forth, pleasuring my dick. I have to hold off from coming, hold off from shooting my wad, because I need a cock in me before getting off. Otherwise, I’ll just be back here tomorrow, waiting for the same thing.

If what I’ve read online is true, that this is a cruising spot, it shouldn’t take long, especially with me being a young twink. The door squeaks as it swings open and a set of heavy footsteps come tromping through the washroom.

I let the back of my pants sag a bit, so that whoever came in could see the top of my ass, framed by the band of my red jockstrap. If this is some straight dude or park security, I’m not over the top, but if it’s a desperate gay guy like me, then it’s a clear signal of what I need.

My eyes bug out and my jaw just about drops when the man comes to the urinal right beside me — out of the seven urinals lined up along the wall, he chooses the one right next to mine — he’s the biggest, butchest leather muscle bear I’ve ever seen. Good God, he’s porn star quality. His black leather vest and black leather pants hug him in all the right places, accentuating his bulging muscles and the fatness of his crotch. His bare and hairy arms glisten with sweat from this hot summer day. I look up at his face — rugged and bearded, with a shaved head — and feel my cock get fiercely hard in my hand.

I watch as he raises his hand and puts a sausage-like finger in his mouth, getting it nice and wet. Then he reaches in the back of my pants, grabs my ass, and shoves that saliva-slickened finger in my hole. I groan and my knees nearly buckle as he keeps pushing his finger in me, until it’s fully embedded in my ass.

With his other hand, he unzips his fly and let’s his fat cock hang out. The silver cock ring tight around the base of his dick and balls shines brightly in the fluorescent light. I watch in awe as a thick golden stream arcs from the slit of his dick and splatters on the dirty porcelain. When the bowl of the urinal is half full of his dark piss, he lets go of his cock and lets his piss stream splatter all over the place — the wall, the floor, my pants — and pulls me close to kiss me. He shoves his tongue deep in my mouth, playing with my tonsils, and the scruff on his face scratches against my lips.

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Cruising For Piss

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(Gay Piss Play #2)

Mark is desperately horny — so desperate, he’s staked himself out at a park men’s room that doubles as a popular cruising spot, hoping to have some fun with the next man who walks through the door. His jaw just about drops and his lust almost overwhelms him when he sees who’s come to scope him out and pick him up — a masculine, hairy, muscular leather bear, a man who exudes sex and seems built for porn. But what starts as a simply meeting of two horny men for a discreet encounter very quickly turns into a piss-filled orgy, pushing Mark to the edges of — and beyond — his limits and what he believes himself capable of.

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5,600-word short story

Taking My Son’s Butt Cherry

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Ted has always been close with his sons. When they were still children, it was just innocent affection, but as they got older, that closeness never faded. If anything, it got stronger, especially with Dylan, his youngest, when he would often spend late nights with Ted that ended with him snuggled up in his dad’s arms on the couch.

When Ted’s wife dies, that closeness with Dylan only intensifies as Dylan starts joining his father in bed, cuddling up close and leaving Ted uncomfortably aroused. The intense connection builds until finally, one night, unable to hold back anymore, Ted makes a move on his son, satisfying an urge for immediate erotic gratification. He feels guilty, but soon learns that this pleasure isn’t quite so forbidden. As it turns out, Dylan wants it just as bad as he does.

A secret affair heats up between them, but there’s only one problem: Ted’s older son, Scottie. He doesn’t know what’s going on, and if he would find out, there’s no predicting what his reaction would be. But that danger of being caught by Scottie only fuels Ted’s lusts, leading him to make daring choices—choices that will either lead to new heights of pleasure, or the ruination of everything he’s worked hard to achieve in life.

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Excerpt from “Gay Sub Fisted”

Here’s an excerpt from Gay Sub Fisted, the fourth in my series of Gay BDSM Club stories.

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Master folded his arms across his broad chest. “I know you’re anxious, kid, but we have to warm you up a bit before we start you out in the sling.” He turned around and walked down the corridor behind him, his magnificent, hairy ass capturing my full attention. “Follow me, kid,” he ordered, without looking back to see if I was obeying.

I hurried after him, almost sad to be leaving the sling behind — but getting increasingly turned on because each step was one step closer to Master having his way with me. And I would be in the sling tonight — if Master said I needed to be warmed up first, then I needed it. He knew what was best for me.

He led me to a locked room near the end of the hallway and I followed him in. With the dim lighting in the room, the shadows played over his muscles, making them look harder and larger. My cock was so hard right now as I took in the full sight of his masculinity.

“Lie down on the bed — face down.”

“Yes, Sir.” I got on the bed — a thin mattress covered with a sheet that seemed to be partly made of rubber — and laid face down as instructed. I turned my head to the side so I could still watch Master as he rummaged through the black duffel bag he always had with him.

All he pulled out was a big bottle of lube.

He came and sat down next to me on the bed, near my ass. “We’re going to take it nice and slow, kid. We need to loosen up this ass of yours.”

“Yes, Sir,” I said. I was a little confused because I’d never had trouble taking Sir’s dick before, so I didn’t know why I needed to be loosened up. Unless he was planning to put something larger than his cock in my hole.

Before I could think further on it, Master pressed his finger against my knot. I moaned as he forced his thick finger, slick with cold lube, into my hole. He massaged it back and forth, not going in too deep yet, but just enough to relax and tease the edge of my hole.

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Gay Sub Fisted (Gay BDSM Club #4)

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Gay BDSM Club #4

Daniel’s been longing to get his Master to put him in the sling — to find out what it means to be truly submissive. Tonight is that night, Master promised him. But what Daniel doesn’t know is the limits that Master plans to push, and the new heights of pleasure he’ll achieve. For only by completely and totally giving in to Master can Daniel take what’s given to him, especially when it’s Master’s fist.

Gay Sub Fisted picks up where Gay Sub Chastity left off.

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Gay Sub Chastity (Gay BDSM Club #3)

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(Gay BDSM Club #3)

Daniel’s been contained in chastity for two weeks now while his Master has been on a business trip. When they finally meet for the release that Daniel’s been waiting for, he learns that he needs to be punished first for some disobedience. The punishment, though, only serves to turn him on even more, so that when his release finally comes, he’s quivering with lust and anticipation.

Gay Sub Chastity picks up where Gay Sub Obeys left off.

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