Sav's POV It was third day of my job at Rosetown, Saskatchewan in Canada. I had arrived from India and was staying at a hotel called Travelodge. My office was on 6th Avenue. I was lucky to have an Indian colleague with the name Shekhar who helped me in a number of my problems. But his greatest help was in finding a place to stay. He talked to one Canadian...
I had just finished teasing my new BootBoy in my white outfit, complete with the shiny white spike heeled boots I was wearing when I met him. I knew he had been dying to worship those boots from the moment he laid his eyes on them, and it must have been torture on him as we dated several times and talked about how much he loved all the sexy thigh high boots...
{More memories here. "Loving wives", other people's, not mine. Right after my first marriage went down the tubes, I decided to get the hell out of Dodge so to speak. I grew up as a farm boy, got married way too young, did my bit in a war and managed to get a hole in me. My sexy wife turned out to enjoy sex too much and I found out she was spreading it aroun...
He sits me back down on the desk and stands up. As he rises I can see a bulge in his shorts, once he drops them to his ankles his strong Simba winks at me from his Trukfit boxers. I hop off the desk and help him to fully undress so I can admire and indulge in his work of art. He wasn't lying when he said his body was: "marked up like a subway in Harlem" Ca...
As dawn lit up the horizon Jack and his band entered the Ganthorian craft to lick their wounds. Met by Ruby, Greta, and James the group attempt to soothe each others nerves. Noting Sophia Ridge trudging up the ramp like a guy Ruby winces. "What the heck happened out there? Sophia looks normal." "I'm not normal Dammit! Somebody get me a shirt already." Rub...
I had Mike wait with his car around the corner. Even though he is my track coach and not just any boy from school, my parents are conservative enough that when it comes to me and boys, deception was usually my M.O. My parents emigrated from Somalia a few years before I was born, and they are your typical Muslim immigrant family—well educated, loving, but ver...
Author's note: This tale is fiction, deeply inspired by lululuvsblack in the Story Ideas forum - thanks! All sex is of legal age. The author knows diddly-shit about voodoo but that did not slow me down. Enjoy the story. ***** Sweet Voodoo To You, Too ***** Achebe was a towering figure. He was big. He was black. He was strong. He was studly. He was very, v...
Contains: futanari(dickgirl)/male, fantasy themes Author's Notes: Written as a belated gift for a friend of mine, for this prompt: "Okay, how about futa on excessively girly boy"; I'm not sure if I'm equipped to write 'excessively girly boy', but I gave it my best shot. Apparently 'excessively girly boy' translates as 'prostitute' to me, and I truly don'...
TESTING...TESTING...CAN BASIL PASS? Just yesterday, Ruthanne stared in my eyes "C'mon Basil...you can't love that idiot more than I...don't you know I'm better for you?" And then Ruthie's lips around my cock...up and down, up and down, and I had to keep from cumming then....and I have to keep from cumming NOW Basil kept his eyes shut as he felt himself app...
We're both recovering from exhausting weeks. It's been a long week for me with school, and it's been an even longer week for you with work. We're cuddling on the couch, watching a movie and just enjoying each other's presence. I've seen the movie before, but you haven't. You're snuggled in my lap with my arms pulled and held around your waist. I'm slumped d...