When I had my first summons from Jeremy, I made a point not to be late getting there. He once told me that missing a call or text from him could spell the end of our association. What was our association exactly? Well, Jeremy was my thirty-six-year-old co-worker at the parts factory. When I found myself aroused by the sight of him and entranced by the scent...
All participants are over 18 ***** "Don't wait up," I said as I kissed my beautiful wife good-night. "Give Rog my love," Lori said. I nodded as I headed out the door, thinking my friend Rog was already getting enough love from one of us without her joining in. Rog was one of my oldest and dearest friends going all the way back to high school, and I'd kn...
The place smelled like tetanus. Blindfolded, naked, and pretty much tied to a pillar, smell was all I had to go on. There were other scents—urine, sweat, dust—but mostly I smelled rust and burnt metal. I figured that meant an abandoned factory. Great. Like there weren't a few dozen of those in this Rust Belt suburb of Chicago. I couldn't hear anything except...
There is something so oddly empowering about the way I spend my days. My name is Abel Whitaker. I'm a young black man living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. Let me tell you about my life. I was born in 1986, to Boston police officer George Whitaker and car saleswoman Jennifer Kingman Whitaker. They raised me to have ambition and a positive attitude. I'...
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...
*I'm taking eighteen credits this semester. That's not an excuse, seeing as the procrastination started this summer, but studying was part of the reason this installment was so late. I hope I'm not getting a reputation, but on several of my stories now, I have taken way WAY too long to finish things up. :( I just want to tell you all one thing. I work har...
I was surprised that I was invited to the work cabin. I have only been working at the company for 2 years now and to get an invite to a company retreat this early in a career is a rare thing. It was in a cabin that was very secluded and surrounded by giant sequoias. I found the entrance and a valet came out and took the keys to park the car. "Your bags will...
Straight German Cycle Cop Is Turned * I suppose I am not surprised. Inside I always know, but I do not know I know. I am always thinking of myself as einem männlichen Mann--as you say, "a man's man." Proud of myself. I am 178 cm--in American 5-feet-10 and 87 kilos--190 pounds. I was not the biggest bulle on the police force, but as an Autobahnpolizei, Ger...
My Neighbor Made Me Do It Ch. 5 by: CapnSteelBoy --------------------------------------------------- Chapter 5 This is a continuing series, so starting here won't make a lot of sense. Author recommends starting from the beginning, if you haven't already done so! Waking up sore and tired from the day's activities, my nap was cut short by me trying to rol...
It was the day after my 21st birthday, I was finally old enough to drink! It was early in the evening, so I decided to walk down a few blocks to a neighborhood bar. It was pretty quiet inside as I sat and ordered a beer. An older man was sitting just down from me, and I noticed he was eyeing me. He wasn't in bad shape, probably in his late 40's with a goatee...