Lensman (aka. SF Shinseiki Lensman) is trademark of E.E. “doc” Smith, MK Productions Ltd. and Toho studios. Warning: ADULT ONLY. CATEGORY III SEX FIC. IF HOMOSEXUALITY (YAOI/ MALE-MALE RELATIONSHIPS) OFFENDS YOU, LEAVE! --- Worsel and Kim Kinnison were alone in the Galactic Patrol base, while all the other members left the base to do the duties assigned t...
SORTIE #5 The night Johnson's detachment returned to the ship, I could hardly sleep. Before the sun was up, I was wide awake. I couldn't help myself. Fuck, this is stupid! It's only 0500! I heard reveille over the loudspeakers, the noise of sailors getting up to start the day, and the flip-flops of shower shoes on the march to the head. Finally, finally, FI...
Sarah and I had met Stuart online. He was 42, 10 years older than us. In the sixth months that we had been together, Sarah and I had enjoyed a MMF threesome with a mutual friend twice before, but it been a more conventional affair, both of us giving Sarah all of our attention, careful to avoid crossing swords. Sarah and I were both curious about trying somet...
Matt and I just lay together, each with an arm under the other. Sex always takes effort, some sex more than others. We had a hard fuck, so we both needed a bit of time to catch our breath. I had cum twice so my dick was really tired. As tired as it was, Matt was so hot that I could feel my dick really wanted to get hard again. That's the advantage/disadvanta...
I lay on the floor for a couple of minutes and rested. Gord came over and began to unbuckle the straps around my hips and chest. He helped me sit up. Gord wiped some cum off of my face. He licked his fingers then kissed me. “I liked the way you sucked my dick, Gary. I’d like for you to come over to my home one day. I’d like for you to meet my lover and some...
Almost too tired to think, the man named Jeff pushed open the door of his elegant, respectable North London double storey flat. It was very late. He loosened his tie and flopped down on the soft couch, rubbing his eyes. He was really tense. A bad day of bad negotiations with those impossible Russian clients. Fuck. He didn't want to think about it, but was wo...
Chapter 12 - Night at the spa I felt the pressure from Master's message. I was looking forward to learning more about his magnificent body and how he likes it serviced, but it was clear from his tone that he expected me to put a lot of effort and thought in and not just guess. I feared that if he had to constantly correct me it would be annoying to him and...
"That suit makes u a horny little lad, doesn't it?" It was another text from Mr Matthews. Thomas was out at a bar with his co-workers, and he'd just sent Mr Matthews a picture of what he was wearing: a fine navy pinstripe three piece suit with a bright pink and blue striped tie and a lavish pocket square spilling out of his breast pocket. So Thomas texted...
I opened my eyes see that it was a beautiful day outside and also to the sound of Clive doing his morning laps in our outdoor pool. The light streaming in through the open balcony doors. I heard a ferry as it was making its way across the harbour from Circular Quay; carrying the many Aussies and tourists that, in my opinion, made Sydney a very liveable city....
Warning: This first submission doesn't have any sex. In fact, it will be a while before we get to sex (there will, eventually, be sex, I promise). This is a dystopia story. Love to hear what you think. Jay ***** Chapter One A gust of bitter wind tore through the desolate streets, whipping tiny ice crystals into funnels of rage. Blackened snow crunc...