A few days after my slavery weekend with his friend Bill, Blaise surprised me with a trip to Miami for a long weekend. Somehow he’d bought the plane tickets, booked a room, and even gotten vacation time approved at work for both of us without my knowledge...
Kane and I had disembarked the train and were now sitting on a bus en route to his house for more. I was dripping with anticipation but didn’t let it show as we casually conversed as though nothing had happened. Any feelings of guilt for now sticking to m...
After spending an entire night and day as the slave of someone other than Blaise I felt like I understood the life of a true sex slave. My master had “loaned” me to his old friend, Bill, for an entire weekend. I was Bill’s property, his slave, for a solid...
Vincent, a hot young Caucasian teenager with blonde hair and green eyes, didn't plan on winning the contest. But he did. He was just having a little trip to his local candy store, chose a chocolate bar, and 'BOOM' he won. While he had many different medal...
Gina Santo had lived on her own for several years. She left when she was sixteen because her mother’s boyfriend always put his hands on her. She told her mother, but she never believed her. At first, she liked the attention, but it was becoming a lot,...
4. Soon Kelly, Soon I stand by my car under the bright winter stars, smoking a spliff. It is not the same cigarette I put out on Ronson’s arse but a new one, rolled by the man who stands beside his motorbike near Ronson’s trailer. “Soon, Kelly, soon,” the...
Stirring from the depths of a very deep sleep, I became aware of very pleasant sensations, from within and without, pervading the lower areas of my body.. Involuntarily, I thrust forward with hips and heard a muffled noise, something along the lines of "o...
“I’ve had a couple requests,” Blaise said at lunch one day. “Apparently the guys you gave favors to in exchange for products and services have been talking to your other fans. Now other men are asking about bartering for or otherwise renting your services...
I popped round to return Paul's tool belt, it was one of those things you always intend to get but end up borrowing frequently. "I'm in here Geoff." I followed the sound into the lounge, and stopped dead in my tracks. It wasn't the fact that he was watchi...
For more than a month, I couldn’t stop thinking about Blaise’s childhood home and the pond behind it where we’d had so much fun. We had meant to go back out there. But, I guess my shows had taken priority over the great outdoors. “Is your brother looking...
This is the eighth part of my adventures in the early 90s with a gay man about 15 years older than me who saw me as a near-reincarnation of his first boyfriend. Check my post history for earlier installments of the story of an older man’s toy. Blaise de...
June began the long slow-news season most people called summer. Oh, sure, the city and county governments were arguing over their budgets for the following year forcing me, as a news photographer, to attend a meeting or two. Otherwise, summer meant chasin...
A couple weeks later I remembered something I’d seen in some of the cheaper girly magazines. Some women sold underwear in which they had supposedly made themselves wet or in which they had cum, thus depositing their juices and scent. That gave me an idea....
One Thursday morning in late April, Blaise mentioned he wished I would spend more weeknights at his place. He wanted me around more. And, besides, he said, he slept better when I was next to him. “Gee, can you give me a little more incentive?” I asked, jo...
While shooting the nude stills for Blaise I got the idea that I needed to make a video for him, something he could watch whenever he wanted, whenever I couldn’t be there to give him a show. Besides, why shouldn’t I join the homemade porn industry that was...
