Boomer stepped up onto the stage and tapped the microphone. "Hello? I'm very sorry for the delay but as you can see our lead singer, Avery, has taken ill. It will be just a moment while we figure out what's up and then I promise you, there will be live music tonight. Just bear with me a moment and the band will be back." He stepped back from the microphone,...
Saturday, 13 September 1902, New York City "I do want to know how you came to this," Hamilton Chamberlain said. He'd laid the small pouch with the money on it on the table in the basement hideaway "gentleman's" club entered off an alley in the Chelsea section of New York City, but he didn't take his fingers off it. The room, with a stage at one end of it, w...
Oral Friends Eight—Strip Club Adventure Part 2 This is the eighth story in my series. Each story is strictly fantasy. This is the product of my perverted brain! LOL. This one I have broken into two parts due to the length. This story also recounts events from previous stories but told from the viewpoint of Rich. I hope you aren't too bored and I hope heari...
February 6th, 2014. The day of the O2 concert had finally come. On the previous night, it had been bloody hard to find sleep. We hadn't had sex, but we had cuddled and talked a lot, trying to make sure everything would be perfect, down to the littlest details. We knew there would always be things we wouldn't be able to control during the show, which was fine...
I recommend you read Part 1 first. Let me describe Timmons to you. Besides being a giant of a man he has a gentle nature. Now if you're smart you won't mistake his gentle nature for a lack of courage. On the contrary. Timmons doesn't need to act brave, use violence, or the threat of violence. Just his stature is enough to chill out even those quick to viole...
The lights were bright and hot. I couldn't see the people because of the glare, but I knew they were there. I could hear the murmur of voices and the clink of glasses. The smell of cigarette smoke also told me that we were not alone. I knew we were also being photographed by several video cameras and that our images were being projected onto monitors scatter...
Part 1: A Bottom's Duty Political strife. Riots. Violent crime. Impending war. These thoughts were all far from my mind as I slowly moved my dildo out of my well lubed ass in my dorm room. I bucked my hips to meet every thrust of my hand as a video compilation of huge clocks flashed across my laptop screen. Finally...it happened. I had a huge orgasm and I...
[This is a completed six-chapter work that will finish posting before the end of February 2017.] * The shipboard casino had opened an hour earlier, the sun was at its full height above the ninth-deck swimming pool complex, the lunch-service lines had opened at the Windjammer Café, and bingo was in full cry in the Spotlight Lounge. The Glory of the Seas cru...
"I really do worry about you. When did you eat last?" "Please, please, don't stop," Marc whimpered between pants. "Finish me, please. Don't make me wait." "Now you want it," the dance master laughed. "We'll see how badly you want it." The two young men were lying on a pile of old costumes in the dark corner of the back of the stage behind the wings. The d...
"You really wanted it this morning, didn't you?" Leonard said. He laughed as he rose off Dan on the bed. "And, woowie, look at that hole." He grabbed a hand mirror off the dresser and held it between Dan's bent and spread legs, his buttocks elevated on a bolster, so the younger guy by a good twenty-five years could see the effects of how Leonard had worked h...