joshslater

Spy Games

"Aaaah," Sam shouted as he entered his hotel room and saw the young man lounging in the armchair by the window. The man, boy really, was shirtless, exposing tight muscles wrapped in smooth, tanned skin. He wore white, knee-length shorts with red stripes, like Sam's high school team used to wear.

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USMC

How it started.

How it's going.

Play me!

My entry to the Gay Spiral Stores weekly caption competition.

So, I'm really excited, but if you are watching this something didn't go as planned. Where to start? Well, I've been talking to this guy, Alex, for almost a year now. It took a while to figure out we didn't live that far apart...

Flat mate

Hey! So it was you that messed around with my stuff after all. And you played so innocent and said you didn't! That makes me not regret the hex you got on you. Good news is you're going to learn a lot about me. Bad news is your other studies will take a bit of a tumble. You see you'll be your own fucki...

Bewitched

Exactly one hour after the witch left the apartment he unfroze and the numbness stopped. It had felt much longer to him, not being able to move, just left to his thoughts and the mirror on the wall in front of him. His greatest immediate worry had been to be stuck like that forever, but his runner up w...

The Cards

A kind of story based on some captions made by Himbo Heaven.

"And it has to be one of these four?" you ask the man in the armchair across your coffee table. "We've been over this already. Just make your decision," he says, not even looking up from the device...

YMMO

Just a little note on this story. It started out with a concept that I didn't really even use. As often is the case the origin came from an idea about word play, where one person would suggest a body swap but the "intellect would remain". The other party would agree to that, not realizing that the intellect would remain in the body he swapped from.

I don't think this was the right story f...

YMMO

I've always got along well with Sammy, though we were nothing alike. He was decent looking, I wasn't. He was athletic and great at sports, I wasn't. The girls were always swooning around him. Not so much around me. He was dumb as a rock, but I wasn't, so he often came to me for help with homework or ot...

Catch of the Day

Just a silly little caption.

- ...and for mains I'd like the pecs and rippling abs with grey zip up hoodie.
- Excellent choice, sir. Would that be with hairs or smooth?
- Oh... Oh, I don't know. Whatever the chef recommends I guess.
- Certainly, sir.
- Does it come with any s...

It started with coffee

It started with coffee. I was the occasional frappuccino drinker, basically caffeinated milkshakes, but he wanted us to drink the real stuff. He mocked me out of milk and sugar, so soon I was on his schedule with a cup in the morning and after every meal.

That wasn't enough though. He said he wan...

Dark Fields

Of course I've heard of dark field generators before, in the same sense I've heard of general relativity. Some Spanish chick whose name I'm always forgetting was awarded the Nobel prize in physics for it, if I remember correctly. Lots of media circus around her, calling her "the new Einstein" and stuff. It's apparently a big deal to get a Nobel prize on your own, and she was like 30 or somethin...

Designer Boy

As he saunters down the corridor to his flat door, absentmindedly rubbing the short hair on his head, he has no idea the clock is already past four in the morning. Way later than he planned for when he went out to party with his friends earlier. He's not thinking about any of that though, as his mind, pleasantly buzzing like often is the case with light intoxication, is really only focusing on ...

The Meetup

There are always geographic surprises when you move to a new town. You kind of expected it would take longer than you hoped to get to the park, which it did, but finding the meeting spot was more challenging than you thought. The park was much larger than the map had suggested, so all that extra time y...

Fair Trade

- What do you mean left?
- He stepped out just after you two swapped.
- He left two hours ago? He could be anywhere by now!
- I'm sure he had a good reason. He's never done that before.
- The contract specifically said both had to remain on premise for the duration of the swap. What if he w...

Golden Years

Given the type of stories I write I usually end up needing scally names, redneck names, or douchebag names. For the last one I found a new site with empirical results at https://www.ranker.com/list/the-most-douchebag-names-of-all-time/chris-abraham

For posterity the curre...

Golden Years

I can feel my powers trickle away faster and faster each decade. I can maintain myself and my lifestyle, but not much more. Oh, how I miss my mischievous youth, perhaps even more than me in my prime. I still make the odd prank when I'm well rested, though it's longer and longer in between, just to make...

Roommate Wanted

Inspired by a tweet from RotherhamMan.

Sam was in a rush to move. After Olivia left he couldn't afford to stay, and frankly he would have trouble finding any place he could afford on his own. She had been the one carrying them both, and that was perhaps what final...

Roleplaying a Chav

After a lot of talk about scally stories BlueScally finally started a series called Roleplaying a Chav. Once he posted his first chapter I began thinking about how I wanted the story to unfold. He has assured me that me posting anything here will not affect his writing.

So I would have Morgan sho...

The Deserter

"You lied, didn't you?"

The question at first went through my mind unprocessed. He had lifted my legs up and was rhythmically pounding my ass, back and forth over my prostate. I was getting so close to come. My naked body was covered in a thin sheen of sweat and I was short of breath after what he had done to me. He on the other hand probably barely had an elevated pulse. He showed no sig...

Unexpected Haircut pt. 3

I slowly drift out of sleep. Everything is just too nice to give up. It feels like my body is glowing. My soft, smooth skin is gliding beneath the soft, smooth sheets. I just lie there squirming and feeling myself in the dark when I realize my dick is straining against the cage. My hand immediately goes to check for the plastic that is locked around my dick, on top of my smooth, shaved balls. I...

Frontline Foreigner

The past month has certainly been eventful, and I was caught up in some of the craziness. As I've mentioned before I don't want to be overly political with the stories I post, but I can't avoid thinking about current events and incorporating them into stories.

With the basketball star Brittney Griner arrested and facing 10 years in Russian prison it is easy to set the stage for some simil...

Himbo Haze

This is a slight modification of Norsimo's Himbo Haze story published on GSS. It's similar enough that I can't publish it without his permission, and he didn't want it publicly published to confuse it with his writings. He was OK with me showing it in this more restrictive group th...