I woke up to a world of absolutely delightful sensations, which began from my face and shot through every vain in my body and to the tips of my fingers and caused my toes to curl as pulses of tingling electricity made my whole body vibrate with life.
You wanna know why you're so beautiful," he whispered in my ear. I felt myself freeze up when he said this. I didn't think he would bring that subject up again, but then again, was he going to finally tell me why he was so attracted to me? Was it lust?
I glanced up at Ray's face, and saw that he was just string off into space, lost in his mind somewhere. I wonder what he was thinking about. Maybe reminiscing of the times his parents were there?
Michael returns home from his job as a gay porn producer to visit his mom on her birthday. Along the way, he meets up with an old priest who wants some pleasure of the body.
Chapter 2: The List
Jayden discovers a list of 'dirty deeds' and decides to embark on them, vowing to complete each and every one of them.
No sex scene. Describing more about Jayden and the introduction of an ominous deeds list.
Chapter 1: The Story Begins. Jayden is an Australian living in the USA. Hes been living there for the last 2 years, attending school in New York. After his step-father takes a new job in California, the family relocate and he is forced to finish senior year at a new school.
A self-sex scene, mostly just introducing Jayden and the outline of whats to come. Would love to hear comments or feedback to help me shape the story.
"Sorry that I'm such a burden.." I whispered in the dark. I listened to his steady breathing as his gentle heartbeat slowly carried me off to sleep. I knew that he loved me, and I knew that he wanted to be with me.
Before you read this story. I am not be perfect writer. Picture in my head were two farmfella before I type some in my laptop. You made comment and you had made your point. Some spell wrong and I, oh I don't know. Any body help me put this right in English taste. Thank you. The last part of farmfella, part 4.
I bolted upright in bed to the sound of shattering glass and Ray's voice along with another voice that I knew all too well. I stumbled out of bed and quickly my knees buckled out from under me.
This is not a sex story yet. If you want me to i can change it. The story is about a 200 year old vampire finds the one he wants is not a woman but an 18 year old called Ben and the lust for Ben's blood but also for his body. This story is in diary format from the vampire's perspective. Please comment as you see fit.
This is the final part of the story. There's no sex in this, I'm afraid. I just wanted to wrap up the story. Hope you like it. And seriously, thanks to everyone who commented on the other parts. It meant a lot that you took the time to write something. Although there's no sex, I hope this doesn't disappoint.
"Either we go out and do something and see what this place has to offer, or..."
"Or what?"
"Or you fuck me, right here, right now."
"That's it?" he said smirking. "Those are my two options?"
"Take it or leave it."
I held my hands to my mouth as I stared at the beautiful sight in front of me. Hundreds of fireflies illuminated the air as they floated above a pond that was covered with lily pads topped with small pink flowers...
Chris put his half-drunk bottle on the bar and said, "Let's go." He took my hand and led me through the crowd. When we got to the door he stopped and gave me a big, long kiss. "Last chance to do that in public for a while," he said with a smile.
I grabbed his thighs and yanked him forward, my cock disappearing completely inside his arse, my balls now slapping his arse cheeks. "Oh Jesus!" he called out as his eyes popped open. He looked down at me, his face a mixture of shock and sheer delight. His mouth was hanging open and he stared to bite his lip. I continued to thrust away, as fast and as hard as I could.
I repositioned his bum slightly, giving me a better angle to fuck his hole, and holding onto his bum I started to thrust with all my might. With each thrust I let out a moan, and soon Chris was echoing my moans, his eyes losing focus as his breathing got deeper.
We seemed to get into a routine that it would be Chris who fucked me before I fucked him, and to be honest I liked it this way. Having him plough my arse really got me going and by the time it came for me to fuck him I was like a caged animal set free.
He turned around and faced the car and bent over, his hole giving my dick all the invitation it needed. I rubbed my hard cock back and forth against his bum cheeks, then up and down the crack of his arse. "Stop teasing me," he laughed, "I want you now. I've been thinking about your cock all day."