Submitted by dmccullen0128 last March 5th 2010, 08:03 AM

I met Dominic at the beginning of my sophomore year of high school. The moment he entered the classroom for the first time, I felt an immediate attraction to him. I had already struggled with and accepted the fact that I was gay throughout my Middle School years. Dominic was about 5’11” Dark Hair, Olive Skin, and Hazel Eyes, he was a bit chubby but his broad shoulders and defined masculine face made him appear less so.
He had moved across town and had just joined our school. I notice

Submitted by Osuna last November 27th 2007, 12:11 PM

I have no idea if I´m dreaming, or dead, or conscious. I walk in the dark, naked and pulled by a silk rope around my neck and my barefeet over a cool marble floor.My hands are tied over my buttocks.

A light from the ceiling slowly starts to glow right ahead, and I see clearly the neuce in my neck being pulled from a pair of crimson cords by each side, which are handled each by tall male figures wearing bull masks. Wide shoulders, muscular and ripped, olive tanned, they conduct

Submitted by Jamie0820 last May 6th 2007, 06:05 AM

When I started writing for Pride Story.Com, I was afraid I might run out of things to write about but events seem to be happening around me that I have got to share.

I work as a consultant in the Phoenix Metropolitan area and one of my clients is a designer and manufacturer of high end custom furniture.

Occasionally when I am available I will work in their showroom with my clients. I was scheduled to work on a Sunday, which is by appointment only with a new client