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Party for Nine.

- Hey, Nine!

- Yeah?

- Master says you need to take a crate of drinks to the terrace.

They already have drinks and I've been working at the kitchen all afternoon. It's not like they need the drinks, and it's not like they need me to take them. I know what this is.

He wants to show me off.

And of course I'm okay with it. Him being proud of me, enough to show me off to his guests, that's why I live for.

I take off my apron, get cleaned quickly with a damp clo...

What happens in your dreams.

This is not happening.

It's so easy to forget that, but you need to remember it. Tell it to yourself until you believe it: This is not happening.

This isn't real.

You're asleep in your bed, you went to sleep and closed your eyes and got lost in this peaceful darkness where I can come and visit you.

This is a dream and in a dream everything can happen, you're not tied by the chains of reality and you can be everything you dare not be or even want to be when you're awake...

Sunday Morning

Okay, guys, sorry for the delay. 

This is the text of "Sunday Morning", in picture album version, because I want to test how this works for other stories. 

I posted the text version too if you prefer to read it like that, but I would be really thankful if you let me know what you think about this. Anything that makes it difficult to read (text, font too small or too large, too close or too apart) and in what kind of device you're reading it (this is thought to be possibl...

Sunday Morning

I'm not awake yet, but I feel him moving next to me and a part of me is already responding.

I'm asleep. Kinda. But I open my eyes a little and look at him, and he's propped on his elbow looking at me, fully awake, and then I smile at him and he smiles at me and I wake up to him.

He looks at me and I look at him and feel myself irresistibly drawn towards him. He's like gravity, like magnetism, like a force of nature I can't stop. When he looks at me like that I would do anything fo...

Blond and Red: New Year

I have a present for him. 

New Year is supposed to be a moment of beginnings, the time when you look at your life and decide how you want it to be for the next three-hundred-and-sixty-five days, and I want to seal my choice tonight.

Tonight? Really?

Maybe... but maybe I made this choice a long time ago, the first time I looked into his eyes in a dark bar. Maybe I never had a choice, maybe it was made for me. I don't know or care, as long as the choice was made.

We...

I'm taking this weekend off to visit my family.

Updates will resume next weekend. 

Merry Christmas and happy new year, everyone!

What happens when no one's looking.

He's been staring at me for twenty minutes. 

Not the first time he notices me, or the first time I notice him noticing me. We've been playing this game for weeks. But today it's different. 

It's the first time we work out together on Saturdays. 

On Saturday mornings the gym is empty and we can stare openly and make the other notice that we're noticing him. 

I look at him. He looks nice. He's smaller than me, but has a fit body and a certain combinat...

The first night of the rest of our lives.

If I really had to tell this story from the beginning I would need to go back six years ago, right to the day I met you, and we have been retelling this story to each other in the past days, living it again together while we prepared for today. So I'm not gonna do it. 

Not because I'm tired of it, but because I'm satisfied right now. 

We will have years to make memories and then even more years to look back at those memories, you and me, when we're old and we sit togethe...

The apartment on top of the stairs

My name's Don and I hate having upstairs neighbors. The noise, the steps, the... everything. 

I prefer being the upstairs neighbor. And believe me, I try my best to not be that kind of upstairs neighbor. I'm as silent as I can and specially try not to make noise by night. 

Still, I took the apartment at the very top of the stairs, and it had the extra advantage that the apartment right below was still empty. 

Not the one across the stairs, though. This buildin...

I'm back!

I'm back! I'm still not fully recovered, but enough to start writing  again (I hope) so the first story will come up this weekend. It will be for all my readers (it's the least I could do), and then all-access reader posts will resume next weekend. 

I want to thank you for your patience, I know this was a complicate time and I hope things will be easier from now on.

Dane's Dorm - Chapter 2: Hands in the Darkness

- So how do you do this?

Dane felt his own face turning red. A tie was something he never had to deal with before, not the kind of thing you have or use when you live in a farm and never go anywhere else. Of course he didn't know how to tie it.

Henry smiled again. He smiled a lot, but it looked great on his face.

- Okay, let me show you. First, you put it like this, and then...

The uniform was more complicate than anything Dane had ever worn, but with a bit of guidance...

Announcement

Next week I will have a surgery and I'm probably going to be out of commission for at least a couple weeks, so I'm not sure I will be able to write or post. I paused billing for November, which means you won't be charged anything at the beginning of the month. I will try to post at least once during the month, but I'm not sure I will be able to.

I'm already writing the second chapter of Dane's dorm and probably will post it before the surgery.

In any case, billing resumes on Decem...

The Dance of Lies

The best lies are the ones we tell to ourselves. They need to be if we want to make ourselves believe them.

We need to close our eyes and pretend as hard as we can that we don't know the truth. It's easy, when one has the right kind of practice.

He sends me a message in the morning. He says he wants to come to my house later and have a drink. We both know what he means when he says that, but we both refuse to know. If we knew it wouldn't happen.

I say yes.

It's been a ...

Dane's Dorm - Chapter 1: A boy from a farm

Author note: This is a bit unexpected, but I've been maturing this idea for a couple weeks now and decided to give a try at it. This first chapter has by necessity a lot of introduction before we get to the action, and the action is a bit shorter than I would like, but this will get fixed from the next chapter on. I just needed some time to properly introduce the setting.

Hopefully, you will end this with a lot of questions. Don't worry, I know the answers, and you will get them on time...

The Way Things Are

We all live by unspoken rules. Things we never thought through, we never agreed with anyone, things that just happened because we kinda let them happen without realizing and kinda made them happen without realizing, and if someone asked us why are things like that, the only answer we would have is that this is just the way things are.

Me? I stay late on Wednesdays. Everyone in the office knows it. Not that it's special, I stay late the rest of the week too. It's just that the other days...

I'm gonna be out of town the whole day

First time seeing my mom in a year and a half. I have a rough draft for the next story, but I'm not sure I'll be able to complete it still on Sunday. If not, I'll get back up to speed along the week.

Thanks and see you over here, guys!

An afternoon with Jair

It's been probably five weeks since the last time Jair was here, and he's getting impatient. He needs it.

I was going to have him over last weekend but something came up last time, so it will have to be today. It's 30 minutes before he arrives and I have some arrangements to make. 

First, I clear the space in my living room. Some of my boys just need a chair or a post, but Jair needs lots of space and something covering the rug just in case. A bed sheet will do. Then, I go to...

The best.

I am the best because my slave deserves the best.

Being his  Master is not a right and it's not easy. It's a privilege I have to earn  every single day. I have to prove to myself and him that I'm worthy of  his submission, that I'm the kind of man he can call Master, to show him  that I deserve to have his body and soul surrender at my feet.

Being his Master is the hardest thing I've ever done. It takes courage, work and a relentless force of will to remain eve...

I just enabled upfront charge

Hi everyone, I just wanted to let you know about this change in settings (and for future patrons to be aware of this).

I just changed my page to upfront charge, which means that new patrons will be charged as soon as they sign up, and then the first day of each month. 

For already signed up patrons this  will make no difference. You will continue being charged at the start of each month, just like before. The only difference will be if you want to upgrade your membership...

Houseboy: Birthday

Happy Birthday, boy.

Today is your special day and you want to make the most of it. It only happens once a year, after all. 

The box is waiting for you on your night table. It arrived two days ago with a handwritten note ordering you to wait until today to open it. No signature, but you recognize the handwriting anywhere, and the self—assurance of the words that know you wouldn't dare disobeying them. 

If you know, you know.

You jump out of bed and hold the...

Hi guys

I'm gonna cut straight to the matter of the issue: I have two job interviews next week and both of them will require me to do a lot of preparation along the weekend, so I don't think I will be able to finish the post for this weekend. I will try to finish it in the middle of the week, so I don't completely lose my posting rhythm, but it may even go to next weekend. 

I thought I would better let you know because I feel honesty is usually the best policy for this kind of stuff.

Announcement: Tags

Hi all!

This is not a story, just a short announcement for everyone about a couple changes I have been doing and will continue doing. First of all, since the overall purpose of the tags is to help navigate my posts, I tried to establish a tagging system to help you find stories if you want to give them another read or explore them by genre. Here's how it goes:

Each story will have a point of view tag, either "pov-dom" or "pov-sub", depending on whether it's seen from the point of ...

You've gotta pay for it.

Nothing in life is free. If you want something you have to pay for it.

There are things that cost money, those are the easy ones. But the things that cost you more than money, where money can't help? 

Those are the ones that are truly worth it, if you're willing to pay the price.

I'm sitting at my desk in between meetings. I just closed a big contract that will bring us a lot of work and a lot of money for the second half of the year, and now I'm checking how I will rea...

His first time

He's sitting in a chair, looking terrified. 

He looks like he wants to bolt out of the chair, out of the door, and run away without even looking back. And he also looks like he wants to be here, more than anything in the world.

I know how it is and why it is like that. 

He arrived a couple minutes late looking like he'd taken some time gathering his courage before ringing the bell.

I've had worse, actually. Once a guy spent half an hour standing in front of m...

Tony

I knew he was an angel the first moment I saw him.

I can still picture him even after all these years, like it was yesterday. Like it was five minutes ago. Like it was happening right now.

I was 23, in my last semesters of college, young, dumb and full of cum, and he... he was just perfect. 

At the beginning of the night I met him I was just a dumb dude at a party. Yes, one of those dumb dudes, and one of those parties. I was single, horny, and out on the hunt for girls...

Farewell to the groom

Farewell to the groom

I step out of the elevator into a sunlit hall full with doors. 

A hotel. The kind of hotel with wide halls and modern pictures in them. This is a really nice hotel. I could ride a bike on these carpets and not leave a mark. Not that they would let me ride a bike here, of course. Unless I really asked.

How does the movie say? "Grand Hotel. Always the same. People come. People go. Nothing ever happens."

There is lot of nothing happen...