***This story continues where 'Fuck You Dad Ch. 01 left off*** ***All characters are 18 years or older*** The next morning I woke up, feeling satisfied and happy whilst trying to remember the feeling of having a cock up my ass. I got out of bed to go for breakfast and I put on the same cum stained pants from the day before. As soon as I dad sees me, he tel...
Having had so many problems with my old washer and dryer, after one last service call where the repairman suggested I invest in a new pair, this set no longer worth fixing. I went to a few places to comparison shop finally deciding on the one store I always bought from. I decided on a top of the line model front loading all the bells and whistles. The sales...
"Here we are again with our favorite American sub porn star, Brady Boyd. Say hello to your fans out there, Brady." The voice behind the camera at the foot of the bed was a low, sensuous one, speaking in English, with an accent—slightly English English but something else as well. I, of course, knew that Costas was Cypriot and that we were in the studio in his...
"That was a good game. I've asked you to check the wiring in the Penzance Boulevard guest house, Logan, and I know you have to stay here and work, Brandon. So, Anton and I can go to the clubhouse for a drink and then to clean up and I'll drive him back to Logan's house." It wasn't really a suggestion. Sam Reynard, an inherited-wealth man, was accustomed to...
The gentlemen, the three principles of the expedition, Peter Cushing, Daniel Hobart, and Addis Shern, were conversing at the rail when Captain Lynch sidled up to them from out of the darkness. He always felt so inferior—and, he thought, was treated as such—when he approached their counsel. But he was the captain of this vessel, not any one of the three of th...
"I am fully aware," Klaus talked on the phone, his lips pursed in displeasure. Jake was eyeing him carefully, as he was getting ready for work, too. The construction site manager wanted him there, first thing in the morning, and Jake could barely wait to go. Klaus had woken him up with so slow and torturous kisses and, at first, he had wanted to just spend...
"That suit makes u a horny little lad, doesn't it?" It was another text from Mr Matthews. Thomas was out at a bar with his co-workers, and he'd just sent Mr Matthews a picture of what he was wearing: a fine navy pinstripe three piece suit with a bright pink and blue striped tie and a lavish pocket square spilling out of his breast pocket. So Thomas texted...
My wife and Carolyn returned to the house at 6:45 P.M. I wanted to continue with Jason but I decided to keep a lid on things as best as I could. The downside of getting caught had the real potential of being the disaster of all disasters. I remember how Jason looked at my cock spurting into the nylon as he stroked me and I wondered to myself whether he wante...
My prolonged good-bye began on the first day of summer. That wasn't the day of the accident. That had happened two days before. But it wasn't until the first day of summer that the doctors came into my hospital room to tell me that Jamal would recover but might be paralyzed for life from the waist down because of the injury to his back. "You were very lucky...
I happened to have a rare afternoon free in the middle of the week. With no one to bother me, I could enjoy some fun for myself. So, naturally, I decided to go to the local theater and enjoy the day there. I've described the theater's layout in my previous stories, so I won't use as much detail as usual describing them. I had already scoped out the booth...