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Backdoor Man Ch. 05

by SEVERUSMAX on Sep 16, 2017
Gay Male

We were startled into standing up as we heard Sherry and Sanjay re-enter the dining room/kitchen area, the somewhat dazed and enchanted delivery guy now being bent over the table, as Sherry winked at me and strapped on her dildo with her thigh harness. She lubed it up and spread Sanjay's now smooth cheeks to add some lube to his sphincter before she began wo...

The Hanky Code Pt. 11

by His_fag_wife on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

They continued to play cards and laugh and joke, but I was only vaguely aware of that on the periphery of my consciousness. The Cyborg cock in my ass pussy was all consuming, the way it had been positioned, with the cock 2 inches in my ass, the neck of the head which was only 6 inches or so around was just inside me and the small movements meant the ridge o...

First Meeting Ch. 01

by cutewht26mtoplsyou on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

*all references to characters, locations and events are fictional. Any similarities between this story and real life are purely coincidental* Today is finally the day and I'm so excited! Daddy is finally going to visit! He's coming all this way just to give me what I crave and I couldn't feel luckier. His instructions were simple: "dress slutty. Charge th...

Life is Strange Pt. 02

by eviltwin52 on Mar 17, 2020
Gay Male

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...

First Time in My White Panties

by Lricky on Apr 3, 2019
Gay Male

Certainly, this event was not my first but it is the most recent and the only one that I was actually with another guy while wearing my new white silky lace panties. I am not a cross-dresser. I am a bisexual male that likes silky lace soft panties on my cock and ass. Oh yes, I still like the female form with soft subtle breasts, round full ass and a wet puss...

Keeping Count

by isadore on Jun 26, 2019
Gay Male

It had been a while since I had been at the spa and I wanted to make an impression. I had contacted a few tops and had told them of my idea of putting on a show and they, collectively, agreed. So here I was making a 2.5-hour drive so that I could get my groove on! While I had parked my car and walked across the street, I imbibed in a bit of a joint and by t...

Daddy's Boi

by Daddyneedsbois on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I come home from a long day to find you busying yourself in the kitchen. You are a good little whore, naked for the most part, just how I like. You stand with your back to me at the sink, letting me admire your gorgeous, hairless backside. I enjoy seeing it, especially after we Naired your pubic area together the night before. You must be feeling pretty to...

Trucker's Whore Ch. 02

by andrewforfun on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

At precisely 5.57pm I was standing at the truckers' stop exit with my small bag carrying an umbrella to make sure I would stand out. I looked around at the unfamiliar trucks, massive beasts of the road and wondered which, if any, was his!. One started its engine and I looked across watching as it slowly jumped forward as its driver slammed it into gear and...

Submissive Hopes Pt. 01

by Writerguy44 on Aug 20, 2019
Gay Male

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental This is my first attempt at a story. Apologies in advance! ***** Chapter 1 I had been scared f...

Three Strikes

by Mrsgnomie on Aug 22, 2018
Gay Male

Oh. Hell. No. I had inconsistently spent the last two days looking through boxes in my garage, boxes in the back of my closet, old duffel bags, and every dark corner that I normally try to avoid. Somehow I just knew that damn box was sitting on its pretty little ass in the attic. Why the attic? Because that's where things go to be forgotten. That is, until m...