The guest and master were both wearing bathrobes when I met them upstairs. They made me serve them drinks and sit between them on the coach. My master made sure to grope my ass as I sat down. He wanted to see that I was dutifully wearing my butt plug. He also reattached my tit clamps.
I slowly lowered my body until my face hovered over Greg's pelvis in a sixty-nine position. Greg was softly teasing the end of my cock, while Alison fingered herself on the chair. Nervously I extended my tongue until it made contact with Greg's penis.
There were three guys playing on a rubber matt on the floor; a three way fisting. I climbed in the sling, popped open my poppers and opened my legs wide. It didn't take long for this guy to realize my ass was very open. He laughed and said if he couldn't open me then he was going to go further then whoever got there before him. I inhaled deep to get ready for more.
My master let me out of my cell this morning to fuck me senseless before he left for work. Today, however, he added two new things to his list in addition to the house chores, workout, and sex training. He told me to log onto his computer in the office and write down my deepest feelings and desires about being possessed as a sexual sub slut boy.
Slender, t-shirted with broad shoulders, and with faded jeans, one knee peeping through a tear in the cloth. He wore white sneakers, and I guessed that he wore size 10 or 11 at least. His eyes swept my direction and caught me staring at him before I could shift them away.
"Binoculars," Johnny said. He looked over at his dearest friend in the world and smiled. Binoculars had, in years past, been point of disagreement: extra weight, and not used once. Tim had insisted and Johnny had fought.
Randy takes his boy Pablo on a trip. At the lake Randy says, "Shit, you're such a fucking turn-on, boy, I can't keep my hands off you, or my dick out of your ass." Randy drives his boy wild, then re-enacts the dramatic fantasy of the day they first met. "The young mechanic, dungarees round his waist, was helplessly bound, at the mercy of the same gypsy biker-stud who had burst into the garage so long ago."
My name is Jake Mitchell. I have been given a writing assignment by my master. He has recently acquired me as his devoted trainee. By writing down my encounters and fantasies, he keeps track of my sexual and physical desires as a way of controlling me and training me to be his boy.
Synopsis: Local weathergirl Shannon Stevens is being blackmailed by someone who knows of her past.She comes to the firm for help. Will she give in or fight back? Ben begins to struggle with his identity.
An adult college student who evidently turns in erotic assignments to his teacher, he's finally called up to answer for it, by his secret crush: the Professor himself.
I am Nicholas, a 32-year-old university tennis coach. I recruit Luke, a 19-yer-old recent high school singles state champion and young newly wed, to join my college team. On the fourth night of the beginning of the academic year, I wind up in bed with the recently married young stud.
Brodie was home for the summer and took a job at the grain elevator. He needed something to keep him busy, to occupy his time and not let him think about men.
It's sex in Speedos as Bob and Adam get intimate. "The two muscle-studs couldn't take their eyes off each other - the ripped, square-jawed Superman and the flawless alpha-male Aussie. It was mutual muscle worship while their boys knelt at their feet working on their cocks." Later Randy's lust for Pablo explodes. "He lifted the naked boy high in the air. 'You're my boy, kiddo, and your hot young ass is mine.'"
Hassan takes his boy Eddie into an erotic military fantasy. Eddie becomes a young Marine rookie carried off and held captive by his muscle-god Marine captain, shirtless in fatigue pants and boots. "Chained naked to the wall the young soldier was at the mercy of the rugged Marine towering over him with lust in his eyes. A stab of fear ran through him and he groaned, 'Sir, what are you going to do to me?'"
Common real estate lore has it that in finding a house for a buyer the most important attributes are location, location and location, The same might be said for the lucky narrator of this story in finding sex.
Ben thanks Jason in the way he knows best. "The fireman was driven crazy by the young buck riding him, like a wild young gypsy boy riding a stallion bareback, his ripped shirt hanging on his naked body." Eddie spends a day with Darius, the Marines, and the arrogant Golden Boy. "The blond was on all fours, Darius behind him, Eddie in front. 'OK kid, let's drown the fucker in jizz'." Enter Hassan, the muscle-stud Marine.