(There is no underage sex in this, or any of my stories.) Thanks to all the readers who have reached out and become friends. For all those who have sent compliments, this story is for you. If you haven't reached and out contacted yet, go ahead, do it. Enjoy! MJ Chapter 6 Again for a second, neither of us moved. Then slowly he began to stroke, and I l...
Preparations have to be made first. The sling is up, the bondage table cleared and cleaned, the various toys and equipment assembled and checked out. The gear is the first and, for me, one of the most important considerations -- leather is BY FAR the preferred choice. Maybe it's the act of putting on clothing that is so overtly sexual, or the fact that I am...
Scott didn't care about rodeo. Didn't care about ranching or farming or none of that, neither. He was a freshman, and Dare was a sophomore, and they was both taking this class, this Spanish class, because you had to take a foreign language, and Spanish was easier than French. Well, that's why Dare was taking it, anyhow. Scott just wanted to learn. He wanted...
As I walked into the city on the main street, Damrak, leading directly from Amsterdam's central train station, I nervously fingered the folded e-mail I'd been carrying tucked in my wallet for the past month and a half. Damrak changed into Rokin, and at the end of canal off the Amstel River, I made a right onto Heiligeweg. I had thought of this possibility o...
In most senses Bran had been invisible at the Hayden saloon the couple of months he'd been there. But as he came out of the back room into the main saloon hall, carrying the bucket of water Levi Yost, the saloon keeper, had told him to use to freshen the bowls in the rooms upstairs, he looked at the tall Christmas tree in the corner. Sadie, Katie, and Faye w...
Three of us had just finished working on a very important presentation at the agency and after we finally snared the client's account, our boss rewarded us by giving us an all-expenses paid week at a fancy Wyoming dude ranch. Even though I ride, I'm pretty much of a city slicker and this was my first time out at a ranch. My colleagues were a couple who were...
Chapter 12 Room Service Anyone? North Dakota, now there was an interesting trip. Over the years, I got into a routine when I went to the different states around the country. If I went to a town or state multiple times, I got to the point where I would just stay at the same places over and over again. Especially if I got good service there; if not I would fi...
(* Authors Note: All characters in this story are fictional, but loosely based off of real men. All characters are over the age of 18. Now enjoy the story and please leave your feedback it is appreciated.) * In the summer after I turned 18, my Nebraska based youth group took its annual missions trip. This year was a real treat we had raised enough money f...
An acquaintance had suggested I stop in and visit his friends when he found out I would be motorcycling literally right past their front gate. On my third day on the road, I turned off the highway in northern Nevada and slowly made my way down the mile-long lane to their desert hide-away that they called Hole-in-the-Wall, in honor of the outlaws who had onc...
While this can stand on its own you'll have a better understanding if you read the previous chapter. This is a work of fiction based on some true experiences but all similarity to persons living or dead is strictly coincidental. All participants are over 18. ***** Part 1 broke a young cowboy into kept submission. More taboos and barriers to be broken as My...