His instructions were clear enough last night as we were both zipping up: no self-love for me until I get the go-ahead from him. "No cage this time?" I'd asked with great trepidation. His answer pleased me more than I wanted to admit. "I trust you." I planned to live up to that trust. Quite frankly, after the quadruple header, I was happy for a break....
Disclaimer: These are fantasies of mine at a real-life adult video store in Dallas named Adult New Releases. The setting, environment and devices described are all real. These stories describe extremely unsafe sex practices which is why I am "living them out" thru these words. In a perfect, disease free world, I would absolutely submit willingly to each and...
Randy and Matt discover something about Liam. Later, Randy and Matt take a trip to the lumberyard. Don't blame LarryInSeattle if I snuck an error past him. I hope you enjoy. ========== It's dark when I wake. The first thing I think of is how much noise we made. I tell myself to relax. It's my house. If I want to take a lover it's my business. The mem...
I don't like traveling for business on weekends, but there wasn't a choice since this business conference was important. It was billed to be an intense, week long session that would be productive and filled with new approaches, new ideas, new processes and techniques, new technology, and new business for your company. I'd soon see if that was all true when...
In high school, I had the biggest crush on my best friend's dad. I did everything I could to tempt him. I took my shirt off every chance I got when I was around him. I even went as far as to buy bikini briefs to strut around in when I slept over. It was just us guys since Johnny's, my best friend, mom divorced his dad and moved away for her job. I think I w...
Part of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong === Over the coming days, I realised I was noticing other men's backsides in the same way that I would have previously noticed women's breasts. They were no longer just innocuous mounds of flesh which they sat on, and did other less palatable things with; they were suddenly extremely captivating...
It was 1996 and I was living on the coast of Mississippi. I had been married for six years, and my second son had just been born. I had just returned from several months at sea on a Navy ship. My wife was always exhausted and not interested in sex. I, on the other hand, had a perpetual hard on. One day while driving along the beach I happen to notice a sign...
"The forehand. Move in and take those serves with the forehand." The voice had cut through all of the noise in the stands at the Fitzgerald tennis center. Zach had been getting plenty of support from the stands surrounding the tennis court—which stood to reason, as he lived and trained here in Washington, D.C., a hometown boy, living in the Mclean suburbs a...
I walked in after Steve and he told me to stand in the corner looking to the door, with my feet apart. My hands held to my neck, my newly acquired tits wobbling in from of me, my walk forced to be bow legged by the big beast of a plug that was clenched by my hungry hole. Master S walked in a minute or two later and stopped in front of me, crossing his muscu...
"Jack? Jack Lane?" It was the third tentative search for confirmation he'd received since he had entered the bar at Melbourne, Florida's, Radisson Suite Oceanfront Hotel. Because of the swirl of the crowd, he'd only made it about fifteen feet into the room. The open bar was another good twenty-five feet away, and his primary mission now was to reach that bar...