Hunter let the phone line hang empty while I considered his request. I'd always gone along with the bondage because it was a sure way of getting him into bed. No matter what scheme he had for teasing me while I was helpless, we almost always ended up with him on his back, his legs on my shoulders and my sex buried deep in his ass. But this suggestion was...
"What?" My trembling hand wiped my feverish brow. "I think I'm bisexual," I blurted out as she held me tightly. "I ..." "Love, tell me something I don't know!" "What! You knew?" My voice incredulous; hers flippant. "I sort of knew all along." Her fingers wrapped themselves around my hand and stroked it gently. "Been waiting for you to realise." "What?"...
I was sitting close to Mister B while he drove us home. My head resting on his shoulder, and unbelievably, my right hand between his slightly parted thighs cradling his scrotum. His balls were very heavy in my small hand. The fear and panic I'd experienced moments earlier had subsided into resignation and regret. How could I have been so naive? I wondered...
This story continues right from Part 1. You don't really need to read it, but it wouldn't hurt. ___________________________ As I'm ferociously tugging at my cock, I suddenly hear his voice in my head, "only I tell you when you get to cum". I drop my cock, it stands straight up, leaking a small drop of precum, begging to be touched, begging to cum again....
From the time I met Bobby in seventh grade we were inseparable buddies. However, we were never, as they say, "two peas in a pod;" rather, we were completely different. Physically, Bobby, as far as most people were concerned, represented physical perfection. Taller than average, he was muscular without lifting weights, had perfect hair, a dark complexion (a...
Jim and I were long time friends. Met each other working at summer camp in high school and went to the same local college. Jim was a preppy kind of guy while I was a lot more casual. We had both had long time girl friends and always did our best to flirt with whoever we could. In the past at summer camp and the Friday trips we would play a game similar to th...
"Diante, Vamanos..." Diante Morillo heard his mom's call from down the hall. "Okay..." he answered, pulling his black locks into a ponytail. He tried to keep it neat since both his folks threatened they would drag him to a barber. When he finished, he brushed off his black slacks. Diante loved to dress well even going to Juarez. He felt his outfits were e...
The next morning, Hektor decided it would be best to give Gir his space. He had to be careful now. He'd already made a huge mistake and he couldn't afford to mess things up any more. Hektor called on an elderly servant named Moka. He rarely asked her to do things and she was nearly useless, but he kept her around because he was sort of fond of her. She was...
As we sit there, he orders our dinner, I opt for something lighter, a sandwich if you will. We eat in silence, his arm never leaving my side while he eats his food with one hand. As the server clears our plates, Mike looks at me, turns my face towards his, and whispers, "I want you to be my new pup." I look back, confused, but I stop just before tilting...
October came and went in fast-motion after Thanksgiving with Mom and Dad and Adam's birthday. The two major November assignments taking us up to the beginning of December and then to the end of the first term semester were from Camilla Mezaros in Interior Design One and from Alan Farside in Building Construction. They were intimidating with respect to the am...