I was nearly 19, my birthday was close. After 5 months of fucking (2 times a week, Monday and Thursday) my asshole got enough gap for Hasan's cock. He could easily shove his dick (14 cm long, 3 cm thick) up my ass with an insignificant amount of lube. We were fucking at most 3 times in a day. Finding a place was not a problem because our parents were working...
It was difficult concentrating on my household chores. Images of the sex that would be taking place this evening continually flashed thru my heated mind. Jackson and Jeffy live in apartment 2-D, and had helped Master move my belongings to his apartment; in return, Master had told the guys I would "personally thank them" for their help. I had seen the two o...
Hello My Beautiful Readers! This will be the final chapter of my little story, but don't you worry. I will be writing a little epilogue for our favorite couple that takes place seven years into the future. I sincerely hope everyone enjoyed "The Slave and His Master" as much as I enjoyed writing it! Please let me know in the comments if you would like me to...
Drew awoke when the bus driver pushed harshly on the breaks, he woke up from his hazy dream in a jerk motion. He must have only slept for about an hour the whole night but the adrenaline from the sudden wake-up call left him feeling alert for about ten seconds. He looked out the window and seen the sign; "Wood City Limits Bus Station." This was his stop. But...
"Come now," the auctioneer said. "Ten denarii is an insult for quality such as this. This young man is fluent in Greek and Latin and trained as a scribe from childhood. He writes both languages in a beautiful hand and knows mathematics. Those skills alone deserve a better bid. And look at this body; they write poems about bodies like this. With him you get a...
"Sin! Sinclair! Where the hell is that boy at?" The Master's younger son stood in the doorway with a scowl twisting his handsome face as he looked for the slave, but the beautiful young man wasn't among the servants and slaves hard at work in the kitchen. Stepping into the room, he cut a path straight to the head cook, ignoring the scurrying men and women d...
Editor's Note: this story contains incest content. NOTE 1: A special thank you to Estragon and Goamz86 for editing this lengthy multi-chaptered journey. Curiosity: Fucked the Straight Guy I can't explain for the life of me when I suddenly became curious. I mean I am 44 and have never found any man remotely attractive. Oh sure, I can tell when a man is goo...
Less than five months from the time the Master—I no longer could think of and refer to him as the Indian doctor—had initiated me, I had four more-or-less regular sex partners dominating me. I couldn't use the word lover at that point, however. All of them were using me more for their own pleasure and needs than for mutual satisfaction. On Saturday afternoons...
"Oh, I will, my horny bitch." Master growled. He started to unzip his jeans when the car stopped and the chauffeur called out from the front. "Mr Baxter, we're here." I hated that man so much in that moment. Master had looked up as Anthony talked, and he burst into laughter when he saw the daggers I was glaring at the front seat. "Don't worry my horny bit...
Matt's face cracked with dry cum when he awoke. His ass was sore from the use the previous day. He groaned when he rolled and sat on the edge of the bed. He rubbed his eyes and looked across the room. John, his master, was still asleep. Matt's morning wood pressed against his belly. Normally, Matt would go to the bathroom and take care of the morning situat...