With one hand on his belt and the other on the doorknob, I hurriedly gave both hands a little twist. The door opened, and I pulled him in after me. He closed the door behind him. Then I pounced. Before he could react, I pinned him to the door and kissed him, full on the mouth. I thought, "So this is what it's like…" then my train of thought left the statio...
"Take off the shackles," Nile said in a calm voice and demeanor that did not betray his quivering insides. "Excuse me?" the Chief Agent said, his eyes showing surprise even through the helmet he wore. He and the other three Agents had their weapons drawn and at the ready. They were facing the shackled prisoner who was sitting down. The prisoner was a vamp...
Thank you all for the comments to the First time (Pt.01), and those who took the time to send emails. It came as a bit of a shock to read all of those. I had started the second part, but unfortunately, I sometimes find it very difficult to write. It is not a natural skill I possess, and it does take me time. On top of that, all the praise was rather unforese...
The image of Thomas leaning back against his car that Wednesday evening as I walked out of the training facility and onto the parking lot, took my breath away. This soft, gentle, giant of a man leaning back with his feet crossed at the ankles, his arms crossed, it suddenly hit me...why did he have this effect on me? "When you told me, you were a soccer play...
Moaning. It escaped from Boi's lips like a gentle breeze passing through the tree tops. Groaning. I couldn't tell if the sounds he emitted were of pleasure or despair. His eye's closed, lips parted only enough for the sounds to escape, Boi's facial muscles were contorted in a way difficult to read from my vantage point above, where I stood tied to a tr...
After the response to the initial story, I decided I needed this kid to fuck me. Many great responses from Literotica readers swayed my opinion, and since I was hot for his cock anyway, led me to play with him again. I reached him online, and he told me that he just got out of class at the university and could be here in fifteen minutes. I agreed and went t...
The living merchandise called a sex slave, or PET, sits on his knees in front of his nude Master. He has been purchased for a night to test his abilities, and he works to fulfill his Master's expectations with all of the breeding and training that has been engrained into his genetically bred body. His mind is as focused and dedicated as deeply as his body is...
We lay on the bed for a good while, my cock becoming soft inside the condom and our sweat cooling us down after such an unexpectedly perfect climax. After a few minutes, I began to absentmindedly caress Pete's naked body. Over his hips and abs, pulling him closer to me now and again. I liked how my relaxing cock felt as it slipped against his body, surround...
Author's Note: Thank you for the previous comments. I hope this chapter answers some of the questions. J *************************************** I used the removable shower head to get into areas that needed a good clean. The head morphed into a suction device that would allow my cock to be placed into it. Once my cock was inserted warm water was gently...
A hundred thoughts went through my mind, while Smith held my lower lips down and slowly started massaging my crotch. What am I supposed to do? Why is he doing this? Isn't he married? Will I be able to escape from here? But the most important thought that kept lingering was -- How the hell am I getting a boner? Am I gay? "You look ripe and delicious, I'm gla...