Heart racing, moaning, shimmering with anticipation, as milk chocolate, beefy-fingered hands glide over creamy white skin. Trembling as they search for and explore curves and crevices, zeroing in on heaving breasts. Groaning as rough-padded fingers rub, and twitch, and pinch tender nipples. Arching chest up from bed before the hovering milk chocolate monolit...
"Oh Uncle Lucas, Your cock feels good in my hands." I said to him as I wrapped my small milking hands around it and moved right towards me. "Oh fuck Tommy! Play Uncle Lucas cock as you want!" he groaned as he watch me continue to assault his semi-hard cock. I gulped as I brought up the big flared crown and point it directly at me. I quickly flicked my eyes...
*Actually I got this idea from a story that I recently read. It was so hot that I thought to create my own version of it. I hope you like it! * Hello guys my name is Tommy I don't really know what's my last name at all. After being raised in a orphanage the Nuns didn't say a word about my parents, they just told us that we were gift from God and we were s...
I woke up quietly to the soothing feeling of a soft back massage. Large strong fingers kneading my stiff shoulders and neck. The masseur must have felt me stir because the massaging slowed and I felt warm breath on my neck. "Good morning, stud" was whispered in my ear. Suddenly flashes of last night started rushing through my brain. A run-away river of ima...
Push out. Relax. Tighten. Relax. Derek was working out, lifting weights, making his muscles even tighter and sexier. He was lying down on the bench, lifting weights, listening to workout music. He put the bar down and sat up, wiping away his sweat. Suddenly, a hand clamped down on his mouth, preventing him from yelling out. Derek's assailant beat his abdomen...
This is a true story, out of prehistoric times, mid nineteen sixties. I was discharged from the Army in April of 1965 and needed a job. I was hired by Elmhurst Dairy, in Hornell, NY as a milkman -- yeah, one of those guys that was on the streets at 6:00 AM, delivering milk on peoples doorsteps, an occupation that today is only a memory. At that time, the da...
I had been living at The Nest for a week. The move was a smart decision - besides saving my parents money on a dorm room for the summer, I wasn't looking for things to occupy my time and the eye candy wasn't bad either. Because the market wasn't quite there yet for "paternity" clothing, the residents and visitors regularly kept their shirts off at the mansio...
Danny is a slim young man, 18 with no facial hair and very little body hair, fit but not athletic. His friend Jeffrey was going to help him join the fraternity. Jeffrey told Danny there would be an initiation party, but did not mention hazing. Danny and his wife Patty both 18 were married coeds having entered college on scholarships. Both were very smart, b...
Walking down the stairs to the basement, the stifled moans and groans of the livestock never failed to bring a smile to the Master's face. Unlocking the heavy wooden doors, The muffled noises soon became a loud constant ambiance as the Master walked past two rows of stainless steel cages. inside each one, a man with his arms and legs lashed to the cages and...
Has been edited by Nom de Plume for spelling and grammar. Thank you. ***** The sweet and savory smell of food cooking was all it took to wake up Spot. He stretched out in a big, full body stretch. Flexing his muscular hamstrings and massive shoulders. His brown chest hair covered most of his body like fur. Master made sure Spot kept his public parts clean,...