God it felt good! My jeans so fucking tight! Hugging my ass cheeks, hugging my balls and cock. Almost gripping them. I sauntered into the store, and felt the cool, cold surface underneath my barefeet. Any surface felt good tonight. Walking barefoot Over a bit of grass, cold cement, sensual black tarmac. Such a hot and enticing feeling. A sensuality as potent...
A repost to fix the lack of a condom that many people pointed out to me. A massive thank you to the people in the Feedback forum for helping me fix a couple of things in this. * Max Field was not a happy bunny. It was pitch black, fucking freezing and it had just started raining really, really hard. Oh, and he was outside in this. With nothing even vaguely...
Within seconds of hearing the latch lock into place on the plywood door, the mound jumbling the inside of the sweatpants nonchalantly positioned itself within eyesight of the 6-inch oblong cutout joining my stall to the next one. Darkly veined hands fingered the rope tie at the waist and with faked patience untied the loose knot, allowing them to drop silent...
"Next up, is a pike plank! Everyone move to the front of your carriage, like Erik over there! And we're here for 60 seconds!" Shouted Allan, as he threw a wink in my direction. I could feel my abs burn with each contraction of the machine and my abs. I could smell the sweat puddling on the hard, black top of the reformer machine. And the puddle only grew as...
(Author's note: This series intertwines with other stories I have been working on that mostly focus on ENM. This particular arc begins before Rorke's arc but advances during Avery's arc and possesses an LGBT quality as it speaks through a different perspective. If neither of those things interest you don't have to read. I hope you enjoy!) ***** Very nice t...
I woke, with a start as a bucket of ice cold water had been unceremoniously dumped over my head. I gasped from the cold and shock. Shaking off the excess water, I could see Mr Nakamura standing in front of me motionless, a Ken do sword in one hand; prone in front of his face, black eyes boring into my very soul. His face revealed nothing. He wore a black and...
When I first moved to Chicago from the country I was pretty shy and nervous. It wasn't easy to make friends. I started dating a nice girl from work and had great fun for a few months. Then she went away to college and I found myself alone and miserable. Most of the people in the office were older and were married with kids. There just wasn't anyone my age t...
"You're a pervert! Mommy says you like boys, not girls!" I was talking to my daugther on line via an instant message service and I was shocked at what I was seeing. She had been at my house the night before and demanded that I take her home after seeing something on the computer she said she should never have seen. She wouldn't tell me what it was, but I kn...
**Reader Caution: This chapter has violent content.** I had no way to tell how long I had been out or where we were when I woke up. My mouth tasted awful, a bitter metallic flavor coated my tongue and my head was pounding. My hands were completely encased in cotton and seemed to be fastened together behind my back. My wings ached where I was laying on the...
Rob's Story Part 3: Year of Living Dangerously You don't need a history lesson. You are not reading this for some dry facts. If I was a betting man, and I am, I would say you are reading to see how fast I show what a shallow little slut I am, and how fast I wound up on my knees or on my back. Be patient. There is plenty of time for that. I was still han...