erection

What could be worse than hitting a tree on your bike? How about have all your clothes cut off and exposing your micropenis,lol

http://www.heavy-r.com/video/101135/Cutting_off_penis/

This is a very early one in my collection. It was posted to alt.sex.stories back in the mid 1990s. I am not the author. Fist Raped Straight Hitchhiker by Dracthyus I picked up the hitchhiker at about ten o'clock. He looked exhausted, and pretty young. The UCLA T-Shirt told...

The Evil Doctor Hackandrill by Steve Geary It had been so long since young Tim Anderson had felt close to his father, but now that he was accompanying his Dad in their convertible to the adjoining state for a doctor’s visit, he realized he’d never felt quite this close to his old man...

No one ever plans how they want to die, fuck most people avoid the subject any way they can. I for one think it wise to have an exit option, just incase something happens to where you are in the running and want to go out in style. Bruss was my option! I met Bruss one summers day when we were...

Earl was trying to kill him. Kenny couldn't believe it. He felt the blood drain from his face as it all sunk it. His boyfriend of two years (well, ex-boyfriend of one week) had hired a hit man to come to his house and murder him. Kenny and Earl had met through mutual friends at a party in...

Anyone out there ever suffer through loneliness and/or depression? If so, how do you deal with it. Just curious what others takes on it are.

Higladius

The forms of human sexual pleasure are varied and many, unquestionable. Today we present the case of this man of 50 years Wanda nicknamed The Pute. Wanda enjoys the most unimaginable things for humans such as drinking semen from used condoms, men eat shit, let it be humiliated by others with...

Reposted at request of TallBlond1 TO MEET ONE’S FATE So this was the day. The day Ian had waited for all his life. Well, not all of his life, but increasingly so since he first laid eyes on the drawing that changed and -- in a way -- soon would end his 21-year old life. He had been about...

In a small town just north of Marseilles, there was a young man named Eric. Eric lived in a small rented flat near the center of town. He managed to get by, just barely, through his contacts in the criminal trade and from the favors of his few friends. He was in his late twenties, but had the...

Sean was driving late at night, early morning actually, along a remote stretch of road. The air was cool, and the windows were down. He was wearing his new leather jacket and pants, with biker boots laced to the knee. He had buffed the new leathers to a have a lustrous shine. He wore a black...

Somewhere in the mountains of eastern Pennsylvania, a telephone began to ring. It was in a remote and isolated cabin that could only be reached by motorcycle. Inside the cabin, a leathered figure answered the phone. He said “Yeah” and waited as he listened to the caller. “We need you to take out...

This is one I have not seen on here but if it is a repeat, my apologies.

Have you noticed how torture museums have changed? First there were dusty collections of objects, the ‘DO NOT TOUCH’ notices bigger than the typed explanatory labels. Then the objects would be arranged in tableaux, with wax dummies posed to illustrate their use. There might be atmospheric...

Option B – Another Execute-Tours experience. The arrangements were made over the internet. You’ve been corresponding with ‘Dave’, agreeing the details of your experience, the costs, and the time. You’ve transferred the money, and put your affairs in order. And now it’s started. You’ve been...

As a new member of Cute Dead Guys I offer the following itinerary for a business I’m considering, offering weekend experiences for like-minded men. EXECUTE-TOURS Option 1 – The un-missable weekend experience for the man who thinks he has done it all. It is a one-off, never to be repeated...

WARNING: Contains fictional strong M/M sexual content, language and death. JAKE'S LUCKY NIGHT, DEAN'S LAST Jake stood in front of his full length mirror, his jeans snug to his calves, thighs and hip, his black boots freshly shined. He ran his large rough...

Chase was house-sitting a large home for a friend. He was a trustworthy guy, quite good looking, with his faults, but an obedient, honest, dude who would do anything to help a friend. Life had not been particularly kind to him, full of mistakes and regrets, but he had retained his good body and...