This is the third part of a story of the time that I got laid by Lamar, and I think that you should read "Brown Sugar Worship Pt 1 and Pt 2", first to get the full context. Having my Black friend, Marcus' nephew over for a couple of days had shown me how good it could be to fuck someone nearly half my age. He was strong, hung, and gay. And he was determined...
Chapter Six - Cock Worship In my dream, Jim is smiling down at me from a great height. He watches as I futilely struggle to reach him. Suddenly, he appears right next to me, wearing his full leathers. Overjoyed to see him, I begin to caress his huge cock which quickly stiffens beneath my touch. Bizarrely, his hard cock transforms into a snake which slithers...
I was all but recovered from yesterday's hard ass fucking. I had relaxed the rest of the day, spent some time in the pool, Jacuzzi, and steam room...just enjoying the facilities. The next morning I awoke to find a new set of clothes set out for me on the dresser: a leather jockstrap, metal cock ring, leather collar, and a set of nipple clamps, along with a n...
Warnings still apply from the previous story. Please leave me any helpful comments! Thanks for reading. * Derek awoke one morning feeling refreshed. He hadn't felt like this in ages. Opening his eyes, he realized that he was still naked. Then the events of last night came back to him. Derek shuddered. He had really enjoyed his ordeal, no matter what his c...
I love my master's cock. In fact, I worship it, and him. I am in love with him. I will do anything to please him, including kneeling before him, showering his cock with my love. He loves to have me suck his huge, beautiful uncut cock everyday. He always makes me take his sweet, salty semen on my face, in my asshole, or in my mouth. It is never wasted. In th...
I tried to look like I was deep into studying the order forms on the desk in front of me as workers around me prepared to leave for the day. I had tried to establish over previous weeks that I was so assiduous involved in my work that it was natural for me to be the last to leave. I was keyed up inside but trying not to show it. One after the other the oil l...
First a caveat; I am not gay, although after reading my story, you will probably disagree. Prior to the experience I am shamefully recollecting here, I have never been with a man, I have never wanted to be with a man, and I assumed I would never be with a man. My marriage is above average and I have two great kids, a good job, and am working to build a nice...
Even though he had been intimate with Richard before on more than one occasion, Brian felt nonetheless hesitant, inhibited as they entered Richard's house for an afternoon of long overdue pleasure. It had been more than a year since their last meeting, a year wherein Brian had been physically abstinent but mentally charged up, his mind often playing out his...
In the days and weeks that followed, I continued to frequent the gym, but just on a completely different schedule. I didn't know if I enjoyed what had happened or not... scratch that, I knew I had enjoyed it, I just didn't know if I wanted a repeat performance or not. On a number of occasions, I would find myself thinking back on our encounter while sittin...
Preparations have to be made first. The sling is up, the bondage table cleared and cleaned, the various toys and equipment assembled and checked out. The gear is the first and, for me, one of the most important considerations -- leather is BY FAR the preferred choice. Maybe it's the act of putting on clothing that is so overtly sexual, or the fact that I am...