A slow warmup to a three-part story. To keep you interested for part two, first an ending teaser...enjoy! --- The air was silent except for the hot, heavy, slow breathing of Troye on his chest. Despite the smooth and soft skin of his abdomen brushing against him, Cameron staved off the urge to get hard again. He kept his arms wrapped around Troye's back an...
Thank you for following Ryan this far. All Characters are over the age of 18. ***** I was fairly certain I had never owned these clothes. The shorts were very tight, and very short. The shirt was more or less a half shirt. I was thankful it was still warm outside. I was both humiliated and turned on by all of the long looks I received in the grocery stor...
It had been six weeks since my little encounter with Dad in the kitchen. At the time, right after I'd chowed down on his backside and he'd cum all over the place, it had been all laughs and fun and games. Unfortunately, Dad soon came to his senses. I was doing the last of my Year 12 homework that night when he came in. Mum wasn't going to be home until the...
Calvin warmed the underbelly of his forearms upon the sun baked bar. Inside a 2018, hot summer's theater; he has wheeled the Key West curtains open for new characters and plots. The bartender brought him his third gold, plastic beer wearing grinding white teeth and an open red Hawaiian shirt. Calvin knew the bartender, Chuck; he owned the bar and a very larg...
Kam sat back and looked at Taylor, who was passed out in his own cum on the floor. Taylor had always been a dick. Taylor would rub it in when he beat someone at an athletic competition, solo or team. Even when the loser was a good sport and stuck out his hand Taylor would taunt them, rag them for losing, or just call his opponent a loser. It didn't stop ther...
The moment my cock slipped inside his asshole I knew it was the real deal. We were going bareback. Neither of us gave a fuck, and we were both married anyway, so the risk was low. He was on his stomach on the bed where he fucked his wife a night earlier. Now it was my turn, and I wasn't holding anything back. I was on top, pumping him. He wore his wife's lac...
This story is heavily inspired by Imperator Mentus' excellent story "Bankrupt." ** I'm not writing this because I want to. I'm writing it because my owner has ordered me to do it. I should warn you this story does not have a happy ending, not for me anyway. It's about how I became the property of another man. And I still am. Maybe I'll be free again, ma...
As Mark rang the bell at the back of the hotel, he smiled, knowing he had at last done something for his mother. Life had been hard since his father had left many years before and his mother had struggled heroically to bring up Mark and his younger sister Kelly in their small apartment, but at last he could repay a little of the effort she had put it. Sinc...
My name is Alex Givet, I'm 23 with only a mother and a sister left, I have my Masters and just graduated a few months ago. I was born and raised in Chicago, taught to treat everyone equally and with respect. Too bad that once someone loses my respect they get the mean side of me, but we'll come to that later. Unfortunately not everyone was raised with the sa...
I stared at the phone on my desk dreading the call I knew I had to make. Earlier in the day, my secretary slipped me a note while I was on the phone telling me a guy named Mark was on line two. He didn't give a last name but I knew exactly who it was. Only one man would have the nerve to tell her, "Just tell him Mark. He'll take the call..." I hurried my con...