Lensman (aka. SF Shinseiki Lensman) is trademark of E.E. “doc” Smith, MK Productions Ltd. and Toho studios. Warning: ADULT ONLY. CATEGORY III SEX FIC. IF HOMOSEXUALITY (YAOI/ MALE-MALE RELATIONSHIPS) OFFENDS YOU, LEAVE! --- Worsel and Kim Kinnison were alone in the Galactic Patrol base, while all the other members left the base to do the duties assigned t...
I was lying in the sun by my condos community pool working on my midseason tan. . Instead of an actual swimsuit, I was wearing black bikini underpants. I had purposely worn them because they were light, I wasn't intending to get in the pool, and they had the bikini cut I wanted for my tan. My cell phone rang but I ignored it, and let the answering machine...
I was kinda happy that my tormentors, if you could call them that, had left. Also, I was kinda unhappy in a way because through their abuse of my ass, I had found something out about myself that I hadn't known before. The spanking and the fucking of my previously virgin ass, had awakened emotions and sexual feelings that I never knew existed. Ashamed to admi...
Hey friends! Thanks for reading Chapter One and checking into two! I've read some comments and will try my best to make this story a bit more realistic. I am going based off of my own sexual interests, and appreciate the criticism. Thanks for the feedback, hope you enjoy chapter two! (Contains aspects of humiliation, sph, and public nudity). ---------------...
This is the state I was in anyway, when I had to get on the plane to come home, not feeling too sad to be doing so, remembering all of this, the whole trip, but those moments of nakedness and sex, at the beach, in the house, the three of us naked and aroused, going to bed together, too tired to sleep, tangled up in each other, laying, sitting, rolling over,...
Don had a clear view of Tom through the tent's netting. He moved about the small campfire to adjust a misbehaving log. The best part was, Tom naked as a jaybird. He looked rather like an Indian with bare feet and his bronzed back glistening from the flames. Don studied his best friend. There wasn't an ounce of fat on the muscular, ripped man with long wavy b...
Almost September. First year university was just a few short weeks away. I was alternately excited and anxious at the prospect; sometimes both at once. I wasn't the most socially outgoing guy. Raised in a typical repressed suburban WASP family (my parents were definitely not swinging suburbanites) I felt a little green and naïve about the world. I had an off...
I had a funny feeling walking out to the job site from the hotel the next morning. And, it wasn't just because I was afraid that my formerly tight asshole would leak a bit of cum and hot tub water when I walked so I was walking slowly and deliberately.. That wasn't the funny feeling, it was more of a feeling that things had changed between myself and the wor...
Daniel was eighteen years old, with a trim hard body, jet black hair and eyes to match that could burn through you when they stared. He was one of the fastest swimmers in his Georgia high school, and he took no crap from anyone. On this particular day, like so many days, he was out in his apartment pool doing laps, churning them out with a speed and an inte...
The alarm clock on the nightstand blinked, 4:15am. It was a warm night, the blankets had been kicked away into a tangled mess sometime earlier and the young man that lay on the bed wore only a threadbare pair of sweatpants. Taylor was on his side, asleep and facing the wall with a peaceful expression. He was exhausted, college and his job barely left him any...