The warmth of the sun hit me after such a long time in the dark and dirty recesses of Master S's world. The fact I was wearing heavy duty rubber panties and bra became all too apparent as I started to perspire, not that I could take my hoodie off in the area I was about to walk through and with what I was wearing under my shirt. I started to walk on my sti...
The following story is a fictional account. The characters are entirely unreal and so are their situations. Thus no direct attention was paid to probability or safety for the characters. Such practices should not transfer over to real life situations. Practice safe, sane and consensual sex. For your own damn good. If you have problems or issues with queer po...
It had been three days since I had been fucked four times within two days, and I was hiding out. I had taken a by-week apartment made over from a motel not too far from the campus, dropped the logic class, and kept as low a profile as I could. I'd found the former motel too noisy to study in, so I was camped out in a small overgrown park nearby, where I was...
I tried to shift up to my knees, but my hands were cuffed tight behind my back and my feet were bound. I looked up at the master and he repeated his command, "get up on your knees whore" I tried again and this time rolled up onto my shoulders than my knees. I struggled but managed to pull myself up. I stared at him with naive optimism that he would be pl...
I'm not gay. Now, if you had seen me last night about this time, you might doubt this. I was on my knees with a rather large, and very hard, cock deep in my mouth. I was sucking on it and sliding it in and out of my mouth, with one hand wrapped around the base and the other cupping the hairy ball sack. "Okay," I can imagine you saying. "I can believe that...
Man, was I hungry. I scarfed down half a dozen eggs, eight pieces of bacon, a stack of pancakes and three cups of coffee. Thing is, I still feel hungry...for something. I keep eyeing the raw steak in the fridge. Tyler says he bought it for me - for my training. But it will have to wait a few more sessions until I am...ready. I've been thinking about my situa...
I stepped out of my limo into the bustling nightlife of downtown Houston. I smiled. It's always a special treat to do what I had planned that night. I took in a deep breath and tapped into one of my many abilities. My body sent out a signal to find the man most suited for what I needed. It's not a power I have to use very often, but it really does come in...
Again hearing these words that should have repulsed me, in actuality made me proud, I was serving Master as his pig and doing a good job, the mental transformation was moving at pace. Any doubts or thoughts of me being a man and a straightish one at that had evaporated completely. I tried to think of what time it was and realized that it was probably only...
Part of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong === "Jake. I'm really sorry about what happened last night." I threw him a glance across the car, as I pulled out of our estate as I drove him to college. He looked over at me and shrugged. "It's not a big deal, dad. You're trying a few things out. I get that." "I need you to know though: I'm...
I thought he'd suffered enough. But we'd reached a crossroads. Would I rather have his blowjob lips wrapped around my cock, lipfucking me, tonguebathing me? Or would I rather have his big, thick blond fuckstick filling my tight little asshole, massaging my prostate until he made me paint the ceiling with my boy-juices? Both sounded good. So I mumbled a quick...