I was too drunk. There was no question about it. It was the very beginning of our end-of-highschool beach trip and already I was stumbling, clinging to my close friend Jade for support. She did roller derby, so she had the muscular physique to handle a lot of alcohol, but I was smaller and keeping up with her had left me a mess. My words were slurred (if the...
Brent walked into the boys lockerroom and took a deep breath. Immediately his nose was assaulted with the rank odours of the sweaty college jocks who frequented the lockerroom. Brent found comfort in the smells, as it was an ever present odour on the football field, and it reminded him of the many games he and his buddies had won and lost together. But, Bren...
Master was not ready to take me as his slave. He subjected me to two tests. The first was my ability to obey. I knelt. He handed me a black jockstrap, a white handkerchief and a blue cloth napkin. All three were stiff with semen stains. I learned that these items were prepared from the Master's cum by his previous sub. My orders, for the next three days, wer...
From AIH 1 Soon he calmed down, and released my head from his grasp. "Lick my cock clean, and lick my balls clean of your drool and my cum." I leaned down and licked, licked his cock, licked his balls, licked them clean of our juices. Then someone behind me said, "That was one hell of a show Jake. Now I want me some of that." ..............................
In the vocabulary of Masters and Slaves, presentation refers to the daily ritual followed by a slave when he greets his Master and presents himself for inspection. For my first presentation to my Asian Master, I was anxious and fearful even though my instructions were clear and easily followed. "Shower and empty your colon. Dress in white briefs, button down...
*Direct continuation of Onus 2. Warning for darker content. All characters are 18+* *** Soft. Warm. The blanket was heavy, and smooth. A thick comforter, like the kind I had when I was living with my mama. I was on my side. I could see, because I was naked. I could dimly see from the patches on my upper back. I could see the dim shape of a man against...
Chapter Eighteen - I Will Be Your Soldier "What's the meaning of this?" Ruslan asked. "Who are you? Where is Martin? What did you do to him? And why the hell do you sit there like you own the fucking place?" The stranger put one hand up, and his smile grew wider. Johnny was in too much shock to say anything. Now he understood a few things, especially about...
Dinner was late that year. On the table. Cold. I waited. Waited. Waited. Tic-tock-tic-tock said the clock. Then chimed. And chimed. And chimed again. Pete the canary sang along. I waited. He wasn't coming. Stupid! I should have expected this. I got out my laptop and wrote to pass the time. Give him a chance, I thought. Maybe he can explain. I opened...
The next few weeks Nathan went back to normal. Wake up, Work, Wank, Sleep. Almost forgetting about his encounter with Ryan. It wasn't until a month later that his urges to lock up his cock would come back. He started to remember Nathan and his offer. "He did say I didn't have to show my face" he thought to himself trying to ease his shyness. He pulled open...
Hello! This is my first story, so if anyone out there likes it, I would appreciate some feedback! I've been a long time reader of Literotica and finally decided to make a contribution of my own. This story is written in the first person perspective of an early 20s male who finally summoned the courage to meet an older man he met online in the webcam world....