When I woke up that Saturday morning, I made a bowl of cereal and opened up Grindr. The moment I did I was yet again bombarded with messages and taps from several different guys who were clearly all soldiers. Half of the guys that messaged me sent dick pics (of course), and the other half acted like they just wanted to chat. Yeah right. Well, I figured I'd...
Alright, so more of a filler, folks, I had fun writing this. So for those who are sick of looking at this story: If you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all! Don't ask me to end this series!! That is very hurtful when you guys ask me to stop Aquata Cove. Also, as for my grammar flaws, namely my problem mixing up my past/present tenses, I'm so...
Author's note: those readers of the Peeing on the Peeper series will recognise the Leather Man character from one of its chapters. In that story the Leather Man was not allowed his wicked ways with the Peeper, so I've created a story especially for him. * The phone rang in my office and since my useless assistant was on one of his two-hour fuckin' lunch br...
All usual disclaimers apply. This story is fiction and I wrote it at the request of another. WARNING: This story contains watersports and or scat. Chapter 02: Mouthwash It had been a week since I had seen Chance in Jenkin's Bar. I had jacked off at least 10 times thinking about him using my mouth as a common porta-potty. Chance had said he had more plans f...
Chapter 96: Way Back When The whole time Merrick is with Syrinx -- bandaging him up, cleaning him off, buying a new set of cloths for him and throwing away the ones covered in blood -- Merrick is almost completely silent. All he can manage is an occasional glare as they go. Finally, after a half hour's worth of driving, they stop at a Starbucks. "Are you o...
First, I must say that I tried!! I really truly did try to find an editor!! But I figured I had wasted a really long time waiting for some of them to reply and some didn't. So I am really sorry that it has taken me so long. (Bows and begs forgiveness)Also, I appreciate all of the comments that you guys have posted. Please keep doing it. It makes me feel that...
(This story is based on true events. Details have been changed to protect the identity of the characters) Sometimes, I worry if I've gotten too far in over my head... My journey through chastity play is not an easy one, and it's a path that many of my sexual peers would never have had the fortitude to walk down. Allow me to preface this story with what y...
I knelt there on the artist's couch between Rafa's spread thighs, my hands gripping his knees—moving his knees out as I buried my cock in him and moving them together as I withdrew my cockhead almost to his opening, never, though, losing purchase inside him. The young Greek man, not more than nineteen by my reckoning and as handsome as Apollo, slitted his ey...
All usual disclaimers apply. Chapter 2: I Play Again It had been 14 hours and counting since I had tasted Novak's cum for the first time. It was nine o'clock at night now and I was getting ready for bed. I couldn't believe just that morning my big brother Novak had let me play with his cock. All I could think about all day was doing it again. I was super...
"Come on, let me at least look at it. I have a bet going. I've declared it can't be true." "No," John said. But he was smiling. He knew the British bomber jockeys were a boisterous and randy lot, and most were too good-natured to raise his dander. And there was a heart-wrenching war on. And, mostly, he was too embarrassed that he was chained to a desk and,...