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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 i...
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 ins...
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 ins...
Though it wasn't uncomfortable enough to hurt, Ben could still feel a slight soreness in his general backside. It was awesome, a constant reminder of his and Dean's weekend together. He couldn't stop thinking about Dean. He pulled out his phone and sent a text. 'My butt hurts. ;)' 'You okay?' 'Good hurt,' he clarified. 'Freak,' Dean sent back almost ins...
[These are chapters 1 and 2 of four postings in eight chapters, to complete posting by the end of March 2020.] Chapter One: Welcome to the Gulf, Chris Carter The combination of knock-out pills, which didn't completely work, and liquor, on the run from Frankfurt to the Arabian Peninsula would have had me staggering off the plane onto the tarmac even if the...
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. As fiction, the characters are not bound by the usual dictates of modern society. Unsafe sexual practices can be un...
Michael was a creature of habit. His life consisted of a series of daily events vital to his sense of well being. The formula for a good day began with his boyfriend Amid waking him up with an early morning blowjob. Amid was always up, cock included, long before the usual nine to fivers, tracking down the latest world events for his news magazine. The Arab...
I woke up in the middle of the night, aware that something had changed. We weren't moving, and there was no feeling of a motor grinding under us. I was locked in one of the smaller cabins belowdecks—not bound and not particularly uncomfortable, but my channel was sore. I would recover fast, but never in my life had I had such a ride as Fazil Fikret and his...
Given leave to explore Hossa's naked body was an opportunity Radu had long desired. Already at the Sultan's side with the ravishingly beautiful Tursun, Radu watched with nervous delight as the tall, slender eunuch disrobed. "Come here," Radu beckoned, but there was a playfulness to the order that seemed to relax Hossa's tensed, muscled shoulders. In the half...