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The Last Free Man on Earth

This story was originally posted at https://grometsplaza.net/world/machine/storieslr/the_last_free_man_on_earth.html on 2020-04-02.

Liberty Island, 4th July, 2051

Richard groaned as a brilliant white light roused him from his artificially-induced sleep. He opened his eyes, and immediately realised the seriousness of his predicament. He was completely naked, his wrists secured behind his back by solid metal shackles. Through the glass windows all around him, he could see the ruins of New York City, the crumbling skyscrapers now repurposed as the Pleasure Centres of the System. Each tower block on Manhattan island probably held several thousand humans, now slaves to the System.

Richard had spent almost all of his adult life fighting the System as the leader of the Resistance. Now, he was its prisoner, held captive in the bright, glittering glass sphere that Lady Liberty now held aloft where her torch had once been, the torch itself lying half-destroyed at the foot of her pedestal.

Plugged in the Cavern

This story was originally posted at https://www.gayspiralstories.com/newStory/show/675863 on 2020-02-02. It’s the third of a series of very short stories at that page.

Story III: Plugged in the Cavern (by Varlance)

“I tire of your resistance,” Harvon sneers as he twists the key. Still weak from the ambush, I moan as the metal plug expands, stretching me. “Perhaps this place will change your mind,” he says, before leaving. I tug the thick chain securing my plug to the cavern wall. Already the carpet of blue fungi is awakening, releasing spores that stick to my naked body.

The Purity Ring, part 3

This story was originally posted at https://www.gayspiralstories.com/newStory/show/846172 on 2020-01-24.

Finn accepts the changes the ring has made, and learns more about the ring and about Mr Pollex and Navi. The third and final part of Finn’s story (for now, at least).

When I woke the next day, I was lying on my back on Navi’s bed. It was already late morning, judging by the light. My arms and legs ached. My hole felt empty. I sat up, wiped my eyes.

“Ah, Finn, I see you are awake.”

I froze. Mr Pollex was sitting in a chair in the corner, watching me. He had unbuttoned his checked shirt, revealing a chest with a decent covering of grey hair. Navi, fully nude, was kneeling between his legs, his head buried in Mr Pollex’s crotch. Navi’s arms were tied behind his back with the rope from last night. From the way he was bobbing up and down, he was obviously giving Mr Pollex a blowjob. More black rope ran around his chest and arms, forming a tight harness. His ankles were crossed and tied off with rope as well. Mr Pollex must really like his rope bondage. Or maybe it’s Navi that likes it?

The Purity Ring, part 2

This story was originally posted at https://www.gayspiralstories.com/newStory/show/843315 on 2020-01-22.

Mr Pollex’s assistant Navi gets Finn into even more trouble as the ring opens Finn’s mind to new possibilities.

I slept fitfully. Tied to the bed in Mr Pollex’s shop, my hands cuffed together, my arms secured tightly in a leather armbinder, I barely managed any sleep. Unable to lie flat on my back, I had to constantly roll from side to side to relieve the pressure on my shoulders. Through it all, that damned ring kept me so hard, I felt as if the slightest movement of air over my dick would make me shoot my load.

The Purity Ring, part 1

This story was originally posted at https://www.gayspiralstories.com/newStory/show/834794 on 2020-01-16.

Finn buys a cursed purity ring from Christian bookshop owner Mr Pollex. It proves to be more than he can handle.

“You have the most beautiful hands.”

I snatched my hand away, a little roughly. Mr Pollex seemed hurt by this, but he quickly regained his composure. “When you’re my age, you learn to enjoy the great pleasure of admiring the easy graces of youth,” he said. “I’m so very sorry if I… weirded you out there. May I help you find anything else?”

The Cyberflasher’s Comeuppance

This story was originally posted at:
http://telemachus12.com/shstories/varlance/varlance_thecyberflasherscomeuppance1.htm?page=20200111 on 2020-01-11.

Greg stepped onto a half-full District Line carriage and took a seat. It had been a couple of days since his last hook-up and Greg was getting pretty horny. He took out his phone and opened up his current go-to dating app. His profile pic showed off his tousled blond hair, cold blue eyes and impressive jawline. As much as Greg liked the compliments he got on that photo, what he really enjoyed was how people reacted to his explicit nude photos. Especially when they neither wanted or expected to see them. Whether the women he cyber-flashed reacted with shock, anger or disgust – it all gave Greg an exhilarating thrill that he all too often wanked over when he got back to his flat.

The Ones Who Come to Homolas

This story was originally posted at https://www.literotica.com/s/the-ones-who-come-to-homolas on 2020-01-07.

With apologies to the late, great Ursula K. LeGuin.

The Great Pride Parade was in full swing in the Free City of Homolas. Rainbow flags rippled gently from windowsills and brightly coloured bunting was strung high up above the streets. The marchers, some half-naked, some dressed in extremely tight sequined outfits, were being cheered by the crowds who had gathered to enjoy the festivities. Entertainers and musicians entertained their spectators, and the vast array of street food stalls lining the parade route filled the air with many wonderful aromas.

Shelved

This story was posted at https://www.literotica.com/s/shelved on 2020-01-06.

Josh was excited and horny. He’d been frustrated all week: each of his Grindr hook-ups had cancelled their meetings or failed to show up – but tonight was going to be a wonderful exception. He’d already met the guy – Nathan, another student at the university Josh attended – for a quick coffee at lunchtime and they’d made plans for tonight. Sure, he ought to prepare a couple of essays for Monday, and maybe clear up the junk in his room this weekend – but it could wait. He hadn’t cum for five days now. And student life was all about priorities.