My Master sends me to Gay clothing optional resorts where I am ordered to be NAKED and EXPOSED 24/7. Any man at the resort can command me to MASTURBATE in front of them and their buddies 24/7. I am ordered by my Master to humiliate myself and comply with all commands to Masturbate.
It was supposed to be one night. One night to reintroduce the spark back into their marriage. Now they're both caught in the song of Siren, and Siren isn't going anywhere anytime soon.
I woke one Saturday morning to a beautiful day, I had been horny all week, the weather had been crap, the mood low from not having any play time. Heading to my favourite nude beach may be just the pick me up I needed.
This was written by request. An almost 40-year old man with a daddy fetish risks traveling halfway across the globe to meet someone he's only ever spoken to online.
Tyler's admission caused a spark of excitement to shoot through Logan, making him feel alive and pulsing with desire. With eagerness in his eyes, Tyler moved closer to Logan, his hand immediately reaching for the throbbing bulge in his pants.
Chapter 27: This story is a spinoff of my story “Owning My Family”. It follows the rise of black families from rags to riches by owning wealthy white families. The story involves interracial domination and slavery. This chapter follows the point of view of white slave Chris who is owned by Black Master Malik.
As Bob's cock enters and exits Rick's hole, I can see the wetness from each thrust as his cock shines from the juices of both him and Rick, in the early morning light, it glistens with his own pre-cum. I stroke my cock harder.
"Man, I need to get these things off, I am being rubbed raw," I said aloud, not really caring or asking his permission. I ease the shorts down and my cock hits my stomach as its full erection was no longer restrained by the cut-off Levi shorts.
“FUCK! FUCK!” he screams as the cum erupts from his steel girder of a cock. His breathing comes in waves, this was surely one of his biggest eruptions. He guessed he knew how Adam must have felt in the Garden of Eden. That man must have done the same when he was that garden. Surely that first man’s cock got rock hard out in the wildness, and he had to relieve himself of that pleasurable burden.
Tommy goes to Henry's to look at a used bike advertised online and forgets his wallet. Henry is apprehensive about holding the bike for a stranger, so Tommy quells his fears with a friendly blow job.
…the story continues on a hiking/camping trip. After finding myself to be the ‘new guy’ in town I decided to live a little more free than where I grew up. I wanted to take this opportunity to explore my fetishes without the fear of judgement. And Jon helped me do just that…
(Revised Ending) Ty and Garrett, the love of his life, walk naked on a clothing optional beach until they find the perfect place to share their love at the water's edge. Don't wait! Read it now!
“Boy, you thought you knew what a rough fuck was…is…this man, me…will show you what a rough fuck is…” Mike says as he buries his cock up to his pubes deep inside Brett’s hole. He forces his cock all the way out, his cockhead tickling the damp hairs on Brett’s ass before he rams it back into his root hilt.
He rakes his right hand through the dense fur that blankets his chest. He can feel the definition of his hard-earned pectoral muscles. He tweaks his sensitive left nipple which sends a pulse throughout his body. He can feel his cock jump at the same time as he had fondled his bare nipple. It felt good. Damn good.
September 1989 - I take a late summer holiday in the Norwegian woods, wanting to be alone and enjoy the silence and get away from Translating and Interpreting. But.......
Note: I apologize to all my regular readers and also to those writers that I regularly read and comment on, I’ve been laid up with a serious falling accident requiring surgery and a great deal of pain. I tried to comment and read some of those stories and I have a lot of catching up to do.
See what happens when our main character and his coworker sign him up for a hook up App after a long dry spell, and the results come in, is an emanant hook up possible?
I didn't hear my stepbrother come home, or sneak into the bathroom. I was too focused on my shower, and my morning wood that I couldn't stop touching. But when I came out of the spray I knew he'd been there. My clothes and towels were gone.