I woke with a start, someone stroking my cock through the rubber. It's one thing to go to sleep exhausted, drugged and horny in a rubber Vacbed, but entirely something else to wake up in one. The claustrophobia was immediate and intense, not being able to move was frightening at first, then as I realized where I was, I began to calm a little. My breathin...
The books Adrian refers to are The Secret Diary of Adrian Mole age 13 ¾, and The Growing Pains of Adrian Mole, by Sue Townsend - brilliantly funny books summing up the early 1980s in Thatcher's Britain. _______________________________________________________ Sunday, I don't get up early, but I slink into my office as soon as I do wake up. Dan prises me ou...
You know all the usual stuff, don't read if it's illegal or you don't like sex or sex between two males offends you. All characters are purely fictional, and any likeness is a coincidence. Joshua Glynn reserves all rights to this story, the characters, and the world they live in. Edited July 12th 2009: Kumani __________________________ The door to the bedr...
Finding out someone wanted you dead was a lot easier when you had somebody to lean on. When Brandon called his office and told them he would be at home for the rest of the day, Nate almost wept with relief. In less than twenty-four hours, Brandon Nash had gone from perfect stranger to pillar of strength. Every time Nathan tried to sink into himself, Bran was...
"Now come over here, Rick," the host calls. "Stand right there." In nothing but a pair of bright blue shorts, I stand in the glare of the studio lights with the audience's eyes on my shredded torso. "Everyone, this is Rick." No it isn't. That name's just in the script. "Now check out those abs! Come on, give us a flex, Rick." I do, to an exaggerated chorus...
Right off the top, I'll make quite clear that I'm not a dog person. I'm a cat person. You don't have to walk them and they can be on their own for a weekend without chewing up the new sofa. But my wife thought we needed a dog—because we lived in a "ripe for ripping the rich folk off" golf club community, she said. But I know it was really because Libby next...
This is a work of fiction, and as such the characters are not bound by the usual dictates of modern society. Unsafe sexual practices can be undertaken with impunity only in the world of fantasy. In reality, it is your obligation and your right to play safely, sanely and healthily. I hope you enjoy my work, and if you have any comments, or ideas that may in...
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...
Matt Taylor's day started like any other. He woke up cursing, and reached over and slammed his hand down on his alarm clock. Five more minutes he thought to himself. When it went off for the second time he sat up abruptly. If he didn't get up now he would be late for work, and his hateful troll of a boss did not need any more reasons to get on his case. He t...