This is my very first story :3 if it's well liked I will continue if not I'll do something else. This fits into a few categories (nonhuman, sci fi, horror, gay, and bisexual) There isn't much sex in the start but I will get there. If anyone has suggestions I will be glad for them ^_^. Icy *Note I did the editing myself sorry if anything is off *Another no...
This is the story of how it all started. How I, a straight white guy, turned into a fuck doll for a hung black man. I wish this was a movie; you could have it freeze frame with my eyes and mouth wide open while you see Marlon pushing his big dick in me from behind! But this is the origin story. Basically I'm in a relationship with the most perfect girl, he...
~*~Side A~*~ As we make our way into the class, I take my seat in the last row, just beside the window, with Angelo following right behind me. He stopped right in front of the door. At first, I was confused, but then I realized that of course, he's new and he still doesn't know where to sit and stuff. I was going to motion him to sit at the empty desk in fr...
"Can you teach me?" Kyle had asked quietly in earnest. I didn't answer him the first time, or even the second. Eventually I managed to laugh and tell him no, but the question haunted me for a few days. It wasn't that I couldn't, I certainly knew enough and had enough experience to teach him what he wanted to know. For that matter, it wasn't even that I didn...
I stepped out of his closet into paradise. Color and light. Huge windows. Space. Bookshelves to the ceiling. Purple walls. Hec's bed looked like something out of Middle Earth-- a four poster made out of tree trunks. Its roots appeared to sprout from out of the floor, and vines carved and wound around the trucks from base to canopy and across. No mistaking...
This is the third chapter in the story of my matches with Will and Bob. If you haven't seen Round 1 about my victory in the battle with Will and Round 2 about my submission to Bob, you might want to go back and read them. Enjoy! - Feelingbrave. The penultimate two on one match began with them circling me, trying to get one in front and one in back so I'd be...
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*****Connor****** I've always been average. Since the day I was born that is all I've ever known. But I guess I should explain and why I stated that about myself. My name is Connor Riddly. I am 5'9" and barely 150 pounds. I have slim shoulders and wiry muscles so I'm not exactly a toad, just average. I have a slimmer waist at the top of sleek muscled legs...
I reached up and released the tie that had held my assistant, Jimmy's, head in place on my desktop and turned his head so that we could kiss. I laid there, his arms and legs still tied off close together through the kneehole in the desk, closely encasing him for a good twenty minutes, fully intending to fuck him again, to get my rocks off again, before I rel...
Smitten Wolfie, Drunken Boyfriend This is what I hate about Cards Against Humanity. I have the suckassiest hand, and have to play a lame as fuck card, only to pull up the most perfect card. Not like it would matter. Laurel's friends are fucking idiots and wouldn't get a clever play if it bit their basic asses. Her posse of girlfriends and attendant boyfrie...