Thanks to rexbrookdale for helping to edit this story. All characters are at least 18 years old. ***** Night has always suited me better. I've never understood morning people and their love of sunrises. No matter how many shades or curtains I have drawn, that blinding light slithers in to bite at my eyes. I fight it, roll over, bury my head between pil...
COMFORTABLE WITH HIS NEW BOARDER Quincy Jones eased his muscular 6'2" 190-pound frame out of bed Saturday morning and made his way to the master bathroom to take his morning pee. His cock was semi-hard by the time he stood over the toilet. If a woman had been in bed with him, he would have fucked her senseless with his morning-piss-hardon. However, he had n...
It was hard to concentrate on washing the breakfast dishes and cleaning the kitchen. Mister G was in one of his playful moods and couldn't seem to keep his hands off me. He massaged my shoulders and back and occasionally a hand would slip beneath the waistband of my shorts and claim possession of a buttock, squeezing and pinching it. Needless to say, I wou...
Waltz In The Dream Atarah sits in her hut as she dips a handmade brush into a vial of octopus ink, and paints onto a large leaf with different symbols and elaborate designs. She presses her brush to her chin as she ponders for a moment as to how or what to base her next project on. It's been a while since a merfolk showed up in her river, seeking help, and...
And how a bottom topped me "Mr. Oakley, can you run this message over to my assistant, Mr. Claridge? Could you go right now? I have to arrange for him to take my three o'clock English class; my plane leaves earlier than I thought." "Of course, Professor. Is he in the classroom now?" "No, as a matter of fact, I think he's in the gymnasium sauna." I took th...
Walter Pinge has no life. It was a phrase commonly heard whispered across the floor. That, and talk of how committed he was to his job. He sat in his private office, day in and day out, quietly number crunching, his obviously intellectual mind constantly churning over behind his thick, black-rimmed glasses. Not even his straight brown hair could hide his pa...
I was sitting between Keon and Percy in the front seat of the car, naked except for sheer, pink panties with my hands inside their shorts holding their scrotums. Their balls were heavy in my small hands. We'd been driving over three-hours when we saw a 'Rest Area -- 2 Miles' sign. Keon pulled my head to his and kissed me on the lips. "Caress our pricks—mak...
Usual disclaimers apply. Please let me know your thoughts on the story, but if it is criticism try to make it constructive. Additionally, if you find yourself similar to Philip and are a normally alpha guy during the day that would love to submit to a younger guy, please message me. *** Josh had been looking forward to career day, even more than usual. In...
I was sitting at a small table in the corner of the cocktail lounge trying to relax and analyze what I had just heard and figure out what I was going to do for an income now that I was unemployed. I was angry and mystified. I had spent the last 2 days, in a hotel conference room, listening to hostile strangers tell me they had just bought the defense contr...
Trent was almost embarrassed about how closely Buzz held him both as they waited for the tender to go back to the ship and while they were on it. It was barely 2:30 in the afternoon when they got back on board. The tender platform was on deck one, so they didn't climb stairs or take an elevator to get to Buzz's cabin. Trent initially was a bit worried when h...