The gray floor of the barracks filled the vision of Private Mark Davis as he crawled down the aisle between the two rows of bunk beds, using a small brush to scrub the tiles. He could feel the pattern of the tiles on his knees and his left forearm as he removed the dirt from the training grounds from the floor of his home for the last six months. This was no...
Three weeks later . . . Lily had been as good as her word, the press conference hadn't happened and suddenly the papers had been awash with stories about the 'minor' celebrity's out of control behaviour in clubs around the world and Theo had been left in peace to recover; well there were a couple of reporters from local papers still hanging around the hosp...
The first thing I noticed when I woke up is that I was unable to move anything but my arms. I was lying naked, on my back, strapped down onto a padded leather surface. I couldn't really see what was holding me in place as my head was tilted back quite far by a wide leather strap wrapping around my forehead. I could reach up behind my head, but there were n...
Chapter Seventeen - All That Matters Aron had made him walk into the house in nothing but his sneakers, commenting something on how nice he looked with jizz pouring down from his ass, and he had had to just take the guy's word for it. Now, under the hot spray of the shower, and Aron's wandering hands, he was starting to doubt whether the fact that he had g...
Hi, everybody! I'd like to thank kevinmd & cookieaddict (don't have your Usernames, so I'm calling you by the first parts of your email addresses) for bringing me out of retirement – it's feedback like yours that makes writing for this site so rewarding :-) Y All characters engaged in sexual activities are at least 18 years old. Max Bruhner, ace investi...
I was awoken the next day by Andy on his knees next to the bed leaned over and gently slurping at my dick. I could hear the shower running so I guessed Tommy was already up and getting ready for the day. Andy pulled my rock-hard cock out of his mouth. "You're up! We need to get going a little earlier, but the sight of your morning wood was too tempting."...
Years and then more than a decade went by with nothing much happening in Emile LaCour's rotting plantation house on the Mississippi beyond the dust accumulating and the oaken walls drying out and spitting. Gage Angle still held his mentor and tormentor in his bed chamber on the second floor of the mansion, shackled to his bed, and rejuvenating himself only w...
I tried to turn the crotch of my gym shorts away from Mister G's gaze but he gruffly barked, "Stop squirming boy and get on with it!" My left hand went to cover my crotch but he shoved it away. There was nothing I could do to relieve the embarrassment I felt from the older man's lust-fueled eyes staring at my boner poking out the nylon material of the short...
Exactly on the hour Thomas texted me, the ball stretcher and magnetic balls were still in place. He texted me hourly as ordered. I talked to a friend of mine and after the next to the last text I had Reggie deliver a package to Thomas. The package contained 2 more pair of magnetic balls and another stainless-steel ring. Reggie told Thomas he would help. I k...
It glistened in the neon twilight that filtered in through the dirty windows overlooking Union Square. Waves of excitement washed over Martin leaving his face flush and his appendages swollen and heavy. His antique denim pants felt tight now and he summoned all his will to keep from tearing them off. "Hey." The gravelly soft voice came from the nude shape o...