I had no comprehension of the time this abuse lasted. I didn't even try to take it or manage it, or do anything, I just lay there. My two mechanical Masters reamed my throat and pussy simultaneously so that both the ends of the two cocks wouldn't have been more than a few inches apart at the end of their in stroke. If I'd been aware of the situation I woul...
Author's note: All characters are firmly over the age of 18, as should you be. Please be aware that this story largely concerns itself with gay sex so if that doesn't float your boat don't stick around. Please also be aware that there will be non-consent themes in this section and future ones. ****** On his stomach, Sean could feel Sam's strong fingers kn...
Taylor stepped into the apartment. Anticipation hurried his movements as he kicked off his shoes and slipped out of his jacket, then he paused and forced himself to take the time to put them in their proper place. He ran fingers through his blond hair, contemplating whether or not he had enough time to take a shower before Drey showed up. The thought of the...
"Ah, another late riser. A man after my own heart." The voice was deep and melodious. I was sitting across a table on the terrace from the pasha, who was finishing up his coffee when one of those mincing little manservants had guided me out onto the terrace. He looked as magnificent in the morning sunlight as he had the previous night, fucking Jared in his b...
I wish to preface this chapter by letting you know in advance that it was originally part of Chapter 16. Due to the excessive length of that chapter, it has been broken down in a more ingest-able size. Chapter 17 is now a set up for the following chapters to come. It may seem a bit off the beaten path for the saga of The Vacation House but I do hope you will...
WALKING THE WALK "We're going to have a visitor today," Daddy announced during breakfast one morning. He was wearing a suit because he had a business meeting. He looked very sharp. My daddy was so handsome. I was such a lucky sissy. When I asked him who was coming, he told me it was Miss Marguerite. "Miss Marguerite from The Beauty Mark?" I asked. L...
I The ball shot in high arc, zipped over the sunlit field, and double-tapped the trimmed grass. Swift as an acrobat, the left fielder snatched and threw the ball. Ivan slid back onto first base. Colt turned his face to golden-haired, gay Wesley and to khaki-haired, bi Kyle. "He slammed the ball toward left field," Colt said suggestively. "I guess he want...
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FUCK OFF SHANE! I QUIT!" screamed Terry. Terry Raines clenched his fists tightly to face his boss Shane Axel. Sure at 5'8, 150 pounds, the dark haired, brown eyed Terry could get his ass beat by the hulking brute towering over him. He figured he would take his chances. Terry knew 36 year old Shane better than the employees that worked for him. Not even Sha...
(A true story.) I encountered his profile online, a comparatively vanilla profile. He described himself as a latino top who smoked, occasionally drank, didn't talk much, loved leather-latex-rubber...and liked to piss and "give a hand" when needed. He claimed to be well hung (9"), which turned out to be completely true...and not in "internet inches". Frankly...