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Mr. Jackson has his eyes on my student, Jordan. I try to warn him, and Mr. Jackson makes me pay the price. I finally come to terms with being Mr. Jackson’s pussy boy; and Jordan comes out to me.
"Took you long enough,” Ansh said, his voice a rough growl aimed at the newcomer. Jai’s eyes, squeezed shut in overwhelmed ecstasy, flew open. Leaning against the squat rack, arms crossed over a chest just as chiseled as Ansh’s, was another man.
The guttural roar tore from Ansh’s throat, a raw, unfiltered sound of pure release. Jai felt it as much as heard it, the vibration thrumming through Ansh’s chest and into his own. "Look at you,” Ansh murmured, his voice husky and spent. He brushed a thumb over Jai’s bottom lip. “Absolutely fucking wrecked. My perfect, used-up boy.”
In this explosive final chapter, three men push a night of punishment into a brutal, explicit DP reckoning. Regret is devoured by throat-choking pleasure….unforgiving penetration, degradation, and twin eruptions of cum. It's a surrender to their darkest needs. No prior chapters needed—just nerve.
Vesper, the most short-tempered and narrow-minded of the Darks, threatens Jason’s life over his bond with Deimos. Young Helios steps in to defend him, and pays the price for his courage. Will this ordeal win Deimos and Jason a new ally in their quest for free love?
“Look at you,” Ansh grunted, his voice a deep, guttural rasp that vibrated through Jai’s entire being. His hands gripped Jai’s thighs, spreading them impossibly wider, folding him almost in half. “Spread open just for me. Taking my cock like you were fucking built for it.”
The fourth chapter of a series featuring formative erotic adventures between 18-year-old Jay and some of his older foster brothers, brother and father. And some educational experimenting with some of the foster brothers and their girlfriends.
While the boys work on getting more hash marks, Seth takes the lead. Looking for more intense orgasms the boys play a new kind of soccer game, with thier balls as the goal.
Ollie and Andy spend some quality time together and make a big decision. Blake also gets some surprising news. Devin stops by the police station for a visit and meets someone that piques his curiosity. Ridge talks with the tech guys again.
The glass door chimed as Jai pushed it open, a stark, artificial sound that cut through the thick, musky air. The shop was a sensory overload of neon pink and black, shelves crammed with devices in shapes he couldn’t begin to name.. You on birth control? He hadn’t replied yet. The question was a live wire, its implications terrifying.
Here is the second chapter of The Playdate of Pump and his Balloon. I don't really have time to write nowadays so the stories will be coming slowly. In this chapter, Balloon is filled more again and Pump uses his huge dick to ravage his little plaything. Hope you will enjoy it :)
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Those grey eyes never looked away, and the smile never stopped as he breached my still lubed ass. A big hand grabbed the back of my neck and he pulled me back towards him, not for a kiss, but to just rest his forehead to mine.
Brasidas huffed at me, and spit onto the ground at my feet. “Your brother, Alexandrios…," he said, hearing my brother’s name spoken aloud seemed to hit me harder than I expected, "…had a fire that could have lit up all of Greece." His voice, usually a gravelly command, softened into something I did not recognize from him.
This story is a prequel to ‘A Storm at the Pool’. With homosexual acts illegal and severely punishable, Tony finds it difficult to meet men to keep all his needs satisfied. The beach has proved a fertile cruising ground in the past, but danger is ever present.
The second chapter of a series featuring formative erotic adventures between 18-year-old Jay and some of his older foster brothers, brother and father. And some educational experimenting with some of the foster brothers and their girlfriends.
I was sitting on the couch when I heard the doorbell ring. I thought it was the courier, but when I opened the door, Jon was standing there. My favorite sight, though I never admitted it out loud.
The hot water sluiced away the evidence of their frenzy, but nothing could wash away the feeling of Ansh’s possession. Ansh’s arm remained a solid band around his waist, guiding him, half-carrying him from the steamy shower out into the cooler air of the locker room.