I loved the texture of his pants on my face. I loved the feel of his mysterious snake through his clothes and its movement on my face. But what thrilled me the most was the smell. I could smell his balls. I knew from jerking off what sweaty balls smelled like. I kissed and kissed his balls and his mammoth lump. I was now off the chair on my knees on the deck...
"Cross!" yelled Michael. Kieran booted the soccer ball from the right line of the field to Michael who was on far post of the goal. Michael headed the ball and it swished into the net before the goalie had a chance to react. They all heard the three long blasts of the whistle that signaled the end of the game. Michael's goal, with Kieran's assist, had pulle...
She smiled. It wasn't the devouring cat smile I'd seen so many times when she talked about the boys she trained, devoured, and kicked out. It was pleasure and kindness and a little hard certainty boring into me. I'd let her do me anytime. Maybe that's why we were friends all along. "Okay, David. I'll see you again. I want to admire your body and your collar...
I drove home exhausted from the sexual intensity and violation of the day. My clothes, skin and taste buds were sticky and reeking from our commingled ejaculate, juices and raw funk. But I was hard and loving it. As I pulled into my driveway, dad was washing his Beamer. I didn't want to stop to talk; I was afraid he'd smell the scent of another man all over...
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental This is my first attempt at a story. Apologies in advance! ***** Chapter 1 I had been scared f...
As we rested together, a stage was being populated to our right. In no time at all, bondage demonstrations of all types began. They ranged from simple decorative collar and harness ties, to dangerously complex suspension work and stress positions. I looked over longingly. It had been a while since I had gotten a nice long lasting rope burn. As if detecting m...
Every Sunday evening I played football with my friends from work, just a friendly kick about to keep fit. Afterwards I would walk back along the canal about two miles to get back home. I never saw anyone on this stretch of the canal, so was a great place to clear your mind. This Sunday after play, I followed my usual routine and started down the tow path. It...
As a extra credit activity for the junior college I was attending, I was engaged by the Ride and Board Stables as a helper for the summer, doing stable work and other jobs about the riding-school. At least that was what I thought I had been employed for. But it soon turned out that the Ride Master, Jason, had other plans for me. The first day or two I helpe...
It is dark, dank and there is little space. As this encounter goes on, the muscles of my back are pressed against the wall of the narrow alley, wearing against the taut fabric of a t-shirt already struggling to hold in the huge, muscled body it's stretched over. I let go of the train creep's head -- I haven't bothered to ask his name -- and let it fall forw...
A MAN TO BE RESPECTED Ch. 05 FIRST SURRENDER *If you're just getting to this story for the first time, welcome... but please know you've arrived at chapter 5 of a series that makes more sense when read from the beginning. Also, please be warned- this story is geared to those who enjoy a slow burn. ----------------------------- From Chapter 4: "Reme...