Chapter 8: In a Grain of Sand The ride home gave me far too much time to think. About Sid and Alan. About boinking. I started to fret. What will finally happen when we get home? Will I chicken out? Can something that big fit into such as small hole? Even worse-- what if Sid changed his mind? Gravel crunching under the tires of Alan's Olds told me we'r...
I used to go to surfin' at Torquay or Jan Juc or Bell's Beach with my flatmate. To tell the truth, Gazza was more than my flatmate. I was in love with him. He wasn't in love with me though. Oh, he liked havin' me around. And when he didn't have a girlfriend over he was happy enough to fuck me. Sometimes when he did he'd even call out my name as he emptied hi...
My alarm shrieked at 4:30 am on the dot. That didn't even give me a full 3 hours of sleep. I woke up, but my body felt as if it were dead. A lot of mornings were like this. A zombie morning. Getting up so early with such little sleep led to it. As my phone continued to make that awful, awful noise, I found the strength to pick up my hand and turn the thing...
Tag is so much more understanding about my confession than I could ever have hoped for. With the sun beginning to set, he's still allowing me to spill my guts, no laughs, not a single negative comment about my deepest, darkest desires. "Here yeah go Robbie, kill it, I've had enough, my throat is burning like all get out." The last of the joint is passed, b...
Quick note: This story includes CMNM, humiliation, domination, submission, and objectification. But it doesn't have any oral or anal sex - - - If you're looking for oral/anal, then this may not be the story for you. Late in the afternoon, I got dressed as instructed -- in a jock strap, tight jeans, plain white t-shirt and boots. The jeans were super tight...
Gabriel Wes- Dinner. 7 pm. Sunday Kitchen. Don't be late. Oh god, that was hot. Not only did he want to see me, but now he was bossing me around after I had just teased him mercilessly. I had to respond. Gabe- I guess you must've really liked my show if you want to take me out to dinner afterward? I waited in anticipation for another text, my dick s...
The little fucker had turned me down. I knew there wasn't anything ultimate or final about it, but I knew he wanted me. What a tease, I thought, as we parted ways outside the theater, he to go onto the Boxoffice to be there if Masters wanted anything when he and Lenny arrived at the boat, me to get something to eat and maybe add to the old nest egg. Adding...
The old man and I had fallen into a routine. He'd show up at my place and take me whenever he wanted and I had become good at calling him Daddy and pretending I didn't want him to fuck my ass. Daddy liked to feel like he was corrupting me, like he was taking my cherry every time. Sometimes he would let me punish him for hurting me but mostly I just got flo...
The blazing sun was relentless even though it wasn't quite noon, and as Curt Randall took off his cap to wipe the sweat off of his brow it was like he could hear the rays sizzling on his damp crew cut. Without the cap his skull would be as deeply reddish brown as much of his upper torso was. The shirt he was wearing, or rather the tattered remains of what o...
This story is a continuation of Pt. 1. The beginning will be better understood if you read Pt. 1 first. James It was my first night at Carl's house and I was completely comfortable for the first time. My conscience was clear Kelley knew Carl and me and I was so happy she had found love with Lilly. I was totally relaxed and just had the best sex ever. Ca...