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Buck(ed) at the Rodeo

This story was posted at https://www.gaydemon.com/stories/Buck_ed_at_the_Rodeo_32496.html on 2022-02-16.

The rodeo is in town and Buck tries his hand at a bronco riding competition. Winner gets $1000, losers strip an item of clothing. A short interactive story I wrote in the Homotextual Gaming Guild Discord community.

Author note: This story was originally written on the Homotextual Gaming Guild Discord community. Each section break offered readers two choices, and the votes determined the course of the plot. Images accompanied some sections of the story; links to these have been added here and there.

Buck saw the sign at the rodeo and couldn’t resist a closer look. ‘Ride the Bronco – Win $1000!’ The ride operator, a stalwart-looking, grizzled bear of a man, saw Buck looking and walked over.

“Howdy, boy. You interested in this here com-pee-tish-un?”

“Maybe,” Buck replied. He cast his eyes over the mechanical bull. It looked like it had been cobbled together by someone high on moonshine – all exposed wood and leather, and covered with a mat of dried hay that a pack of starving horses had chewed over.

“All ya gotta do is stay on for three minutes,” the operator said.

“That’s all? And if I do it, I get to walk away with a thousand dollars?”

“That’s right.”

The Lawn Boy

This story was originally posted at https://www.gaycupidstories.com/story/show/10002323 on 2021-08-27.

Nick hires a lawn boy called Oliver. A short story I wrote in the Homotextual Gaming Guild Discord community.

“Hey,” I called to the hot guy on his bike. For some reason, even in the heat of summer, he was wearing a grey beanie, matching his cycling shorts. “You looking to earn some money?”

“Um, maybe,” the hot guy replied. “What do you need?”

“Oh, just a few things here and there. Front yard needs mowing, there’s a patch of brush to put in the garbage, and some birds are building a nest on my back porch. You mind helping me out for a bit?”

“You want me to be your lawn boy, Mr…” He squinted at my mailbox. “Turner?”

“Nick. Mr. Turner sounds so formal. And, well… I guess. But I’ll make it worth your time.”

“Nick.” He smiled and held out his hand, which I took. “Sure. I’m Oliver.” He walked his bike over to my shed. I showed him to my equipment.

He spent the next hour or so in the 87°F heat, stripped to the waist, working on my yard. Never once took off that beanie, though.

Ass Assassin, Round 2 Path 1.1.1.1.1.1 (Takedown: SUCCESS)

This story was originally posted at https://www.gayspiralstories.com/newStory/show/2277594 on 2020-04-30. It is part of the series ‘Ass Assassin, Round 2‘, which continues where ‘A Game of Ass Assassin‘ left off.

With some help, Jeffrey makes a narrow escape from Carl, and survives to end of the round.

Keep It Down!

This story was originally posted at https://www.gayspiralstories.com/newStory/show/1412443 on 2020-04-29.

Phil’s flatmate Quentin keeps disturbing Phil’s work calls during lockdown.

“Yes, that’s right, I’m glad we’ll be continuing the current supply agreement,” I said. The ongoing coronavirus lockdown might be devastating whole sectors of the economy, but it was great news for my work as a procurement manager for a major supermarket chain (something I tried not to feel guilty about). With more and more people relying on us for their grocery shopping, my role was more important than ever. I spent my day working from home, co-ordinating with our suppliers and solving any problems they raised with us before they resulted in empty shelves across the south-east of England.

My calendar chimed with a notification about my next meeting. “Ah, I’m sorry to cut this short, but I need to jump into another call. Thanks for your time today.” I left the virtual conference and checked my calendar. Five minutes until the next call.

Under my desk, Quentin’s hot tongue was working the underside of my cockhead expertly. He was naked and kneeling in front of my office chair, his head buried in my crotch. I had taped his hands behind his back to keep him focused on my own needs. I noted with satisfaction the sticky strands of precum stretching from his own fully erect dick to his stomach. I nudged it with my foot and watched as his cock sprang up to slap wetly against his stomach.

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.

A Game of Ass Assassin: Path 1.2.4 (Caught by Pablo: FAILURE)

This story was originally posted at https://www.gayspiralstories.com/newStory/show/815268 on 2020-01-07. It is part of the GaySpiralStories community series ‘A Game of Ass Assassin’.

K.O.K. vice-president Pablo and frat bro Zachary catch Jeffrey hiding in the apartment. Game over…

“This is a CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURE community series inspired by the format of The Grandfather’s Gift and the game of assassin where I give you all the set up and you can write what happens next! At the end of each chapter, there should be at least two options for how the story can go. If you want, you can include more than that or write about a possibility that isn’t listed. The only limit is your imagination! Minimum 400 words for each new chapter. Please reuse this intro at the beginning of any chapters you add so that new readers will be able to see all the rules. Enjoy!”

“Finn! Hold on!” Jeffrey said. “I have a better idea! Your brothers are just coming in to check on you, right? They’re not gonna be expecting anyone else here. I just need to find somewhere to hide until they’ve gone.”

A Game of Ass Assassin: Path 1.2 (Distraction)

This story was originally posted at https://www.gayspiralstories.com/newStory/show/797705 on 2019-12-23. It is part of the GaySpiralStories community series ‘A Game of Ass Assassin’.

Summary: The game continues in West Ferndale Heights. A hit! Samir enlists Jeffrey’s help. A frat bro has a good time.

A Game of Ass Assassin: Path 1 (Hunted)

This story was originally posted at https://www.gayspiralstories.com/newStory/show/794284 on 2019-12-20. It is part of the GaySpiralStories community series ‘A Game of Ass Assassin’.

Summary: Jeffrey learns more about K.O.K. from his roommate Samir. The game is on in West Ferndale! A takedown. Where to go next?