I know, I know. I haven't posted anything here for over a year, but part of my nature is to be lazy when it comes to these things. This story is one of transformation; some might say corruption, so let's compromise and call it a corruptive transformation of a younger man by an older man, or maybe it was the corruption of an older man by a younger man, who kn...
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...
When Tom Newman first saw the young man nervously enter the campus Ratskeller where the mixer was being held, at first he was certain that someone had spiked the rum punch he had been sipping with something far more potent because that couldn't be who he thought it was. It had been a couple of years seen they had shared a gym class back at Colonie High Scho...
Our company was hosting a conference in Orlando, Florida a few months back, and I was "volunteered" to be one of the seminar speakers. I was less than pleased with the obligation, since I’d never liked Orlando much – I’m more of a cold weather person. It might have been marginally enjoyable if I’d been able to bring my girlfriend along, but she picked the we...
Chapter 8: The Outcast The pod is near the middle of the North Pacific Ocean. They swim mid-water, about a mile under the surface. Triton Kaiken looks onward with keep, sharp eyes with his son, Adra Merrick, scanning ahead of him, at his side. From a far distance, Triton Kaiken spotted a moving object, however, he decides to allow Adra Merrick the chance to...
Chapter 1: The Beginning Pelaam, August 2007. Wyl trudged wearily through the driving rain. The chill he had been suffering had definitely taken a turn for the worse. He stopped as he coughed harshly, tears springing to his eyes in its aftermath. He panted, feeling cold and sore and light-headed. He really couldn't afford to take time off from the evening...
Hours had passed since Kyle had been turned to a statue. The dark, red lit room was silent other than the sound of warm flesh slapping against cold hard stone. Marcus was dripping in sweat emitting enough body heat to melt ice. He had matched the rhythm of his powerful thrusts to the clock hands ticking away on the wall. Marcus was in his office the entire n...
Hey everyone!!! Sorry for not posting for a long time. I meant to write a lot more but my bosses decided that overtime is actually a good thing. First of all, I need to say thank you to Drenkara for helping straighten out what I wanted to do with this story. It's too bad that life had to get busy before I finished, but thank you for your help. Next, thank...
"Are you sure it's safe to be going out this late, Dr Dunstan?" The concern in the voice stopped the man who turned and faced his Housekeeper. Verena had been nursemaid and nanny in his childhood and now the matronly, grey-haired woman kept his house. He smiled reassuringly at her. "If I cannot be back by dark, I will keep well away from danger," he replie...
The next evening at exactly seven the pledges were assembled in the main room on the first floor of the house. Since Craig and I had not taken our official council oath we decided that it would be inappropriate to use the council room. Colin and the third incoming council member Daniel Sellers were the only other full brother in attendance. I did not know Da...