Author's Note: This is the alternate ending to the 'Possessed' series. It can be read instead of the original submission as it's replacement. Do not read further if it is illegal for you to do so. This story contains sexual situations and offensive language. If reading non-consensual, gay or non-human fiction offends you, find something else to read. * A...
The rest of the day proved both interesting and entertaining. After I cast off the lines, the two boys came above deck, both in board shorts, to help me get underway. The beach boy obviously had some experience with boats, so the three of us worked in near silence. I enjoyed watching my Angel as he watched the new boy. I could almost hear his thoughts as var...
"C'mon Kid. Time to get something to eat. Even you can't live on cum and piss alone," I heard Frank saying as he was shaking me by the shoulder to rouse me out of my sleep. I woke up feeling pleasantly content and my ass was still thrumming from the tremendous fuck Frank had laid into me on the picnic table. The feeling of his huge cock being so high and dee...
Let's see. How do the lyrics go? The bitch is hot, he's ready to thrill, So give him inches, and fuck him well. My version of the tune, of course. Don't tell the Scorpions. Time for a break from our cross-country rumble. For the guys, it's a piss break, or a fuck break, or just any fucking kind of break they want. We're off the interstate now, though not...
Author's Note: Do not read further if it is illegal for you to do so. This story contains sexual situations and offensive language. If reading non-consensual, gay or non-human fiction offends you, find something else to read. Additional Note: I have written an alternate ending to this story. If you're interested in reading it, I am happy to share via emai...
This true account of the activities of a mature 50'ish guy continues from my first time at a bathhouse entitled The Making of a Real Bathhouse Slut. As I drove home from the bathhouse the first week I had a hundred different things going through my head, one of which was guilt. I quickly realized that after years of no sex with my wife there was really noth...
Standard disclaimer: this story is a very over the top work of fantasy, and it contains extreme humiliation, blackmail, and unsafe sex practices. Enjoy! -- The first two days after my gym experience had left me limping painfully with each step. I still met Cliff for personal training sessions in just a jockstrap, but luckily I had not been ball-busted agai...
It was Tuesday, August 14th. The next morning Roy and I would skip ahead to my final stand in Jasper, Tennessee. As we lay in bed, his lips widened into a mischievous grin while he watched me play with his engorged cock. My sense of adventure with his considerable assets had blossomed by then and I frequently explored new ways to enjoy them. He obviously sa...
Part Six: I awoke before sun up the next morning still in his arms. I had never felt more complete. Sliding my right hand down off the side of his belly, I started playing my fingers over his soft, substantial scrotum. His eyes fluttered open and he tenderly touched his lips to mine for the first time since I'd moved to his bed. "You're still here." I se...
"Take off those fucking shorts," I demanded. Bradley immediately complied, undoing the button and zipper and pushing the skimpy tan shorts down pass his hips and beefy legs. He wasn't wearing underwear, which was probably just as well because his shorts were so small that not even a jock strap would've been advisable underneath them. He stepped out of them a...