PART 6 - PATRICK'S FINAL TERM AT RIGBY ***** CHAPTER 1 Patrick Ingram-Lewis, the Head Boy had just returned to Rigby School after the Easter holidays. It was the last time he would be returning to the school at which he had been a pupil since the age of thirteen. At the end of this, his final term, he would be leaving the place for ever to start the next...
"Oh, I will, my horny bitch." Master growled. He started to unzip his jeans when the car stopped and the chauffeur called out from the front. "Mr Baxter, we're here." I hated that man so much in that moment. Master had looked up as Anthony talked, and he burst into laughter when he saw the daggers I was glaring at the front seat. "Don't worry my horny bit...
Lachlan walked into the barn at the wrong time. At least that was how he decided to think on the matter later. After he gouged his eyes out and washed his brain with bleach. "Uh . . . sorry." The bigger of the two men glowered at Lachlan. "You're interrupting a scene." "I came in to get water for the beagle outside." The smaller man lifted his gray capped...
Author's Note: STOP!!! If you've read my stories before, you should probably be warned that THIS ONE IS DIFFERENT. I've had a lot of requests to write a story with a homosexual storyline. This story represents my first attempt to do so. Even so, elements of heterosexuality still crept in (what can I say?), but I gave it an honest shot. If male/male activit...
At eighteen I was the oldest boy in my boarding school. I suppose I was expected to set an example to the other boys which is why all the teachers were disappointed when I was found to be blind drunk one weekend. There were only two weeks to go until I left school for good; my exams were over and I hadn't a care in the world. However Mr. Bevan, my house mas...
After Aidan delivered his file to the smirking headmaster, he quickly made his way to his room, still blushing in embarrassment. His roommate Graham looked up from the bed where he was reading a book. Aidan suddenly noticed something - the bed. There was only one. "Th-there's only one bed?" Graham smiled slightly as he sat up. "Yeah. It's meant to teach us...
"That's nice, Dale," I moaned as he sucked on my neck. My husband's right hand was between my legs. His wet finger pushed into my ass. My cell phone phone rang and it momentarily distracted me. I glanced at the screen. Damien. "Shit," I muttered. "Don't answer it," Dale growled. I ignored the phone and returned to making out with my husband. A minute lat...
I had been really looking forward to this evening. About a week earlier I had got an email from this guy on an adult website. He lived pretty close to me, and was also interested in meeting up with a like minded individual for some no strings attached arse fucking. Well, this was what I was into, so I replied and agreed to meet up. Over the next few days we...
He always threatened me with being exposed to my coworkers, to the world as the sissy I am to him. Usually it was part of what I thought was his dirty talk, sex talk. He'd tease me with it. He'd be deep inside of me, slow fucking me, talking dirty into my ear. Or he'd have me restrained and be masturbating me as part of 'my reward', as he called it, and woul...
I had just turned 18 and was a senior in high school. I assumed that I had everything figured out and that I had no use for anything being taught in my classes. I acted out often and was a handful for my teachers and for my father, a single parent since my mother's passing. Mom had been the disciplinarian while alive, and without her, Dad had never fully ass...