Nels finds himself at the auction (or whatever the name of the ritual is) and is claimed by a man. Back at the palace, he makes a critical discovery. There he is also properly fucked in front of an audience by a superior young man.
Look, it's not that I don't like you anymore. We're still cool. But I'm just not interested in fucking you. C'mon man, you're not that cute 20year old boy I met you as. You're just a middle aged dude with thinning hair and a saggy arse. Nothing wrong with it.
We have a reunion of sorts every summer. Call it the `class of `99'.Not a school reunion mind. A reunion of a group of mates who debuted on the scene of our home city in 1999. There's usually 6 of us. We were all 17/18/19 back then. Young twinks and jocks fresh out of school.
While written in the first person, this is a work of fiction. After a bad break-up, a rich relative flies the narrator across the country for a vacation.
Next day in the gym, after his shift was over Darius decided to loose him up a bit by taking a shower. He was standing buck naked under shower rubbing his armpit with the soap leathering his entire body up. His perfect big bubble butt was glistening and trails of leathery water was making their way through his entire muscular built. His horse cock was hard and ready to blast.
Paul Stevenson was a bitch. In most senses of that term. He was a wealthy 45year old owner and manager of a hotel and a social media contrarian celebrity, with all the vacuous, pathetic glory that term implies. A stout, balding man with little natural charm and even sex appeal. But wealth and petty celebrity had afforded him plenty of opportunity to indulge his lusts. He was moreover, an asshole of a manger.
The twink mocked my dick. Now, I’m certainly not diminutive with regards to my manhood, but next to the python dong on this boy, I’m definitely put to shame
After his first load hit me in the face and got force-fed to my mouth, he was ready for Round 2, and so was I. The silver rings of the leather harness on my muscular chest accentuated the silver barbells pierced in my nipples. My eager pussy was craving for the sensations of his horse cock. Chances are my hole would be permanently enlarged after he was done with me.
Last week, I met this twink at the gym. I thought I was gonna stick my 8-incher up his boycunt. But next thing I knew, I was the one with a horse cock up my ass, whimpering like a little bitch. But my feelings for him went way beyond his big fat cock. I couldn’t stop thinking about him, in class, at the gym. I wasn’t quite sure how to get back with him. I didn’t even have his number.
Aleks' high school teacher Mr. Ray thinks too highly of himself and falls into a welcoming trap. This allows Aleks to show him who's actually in charge concerning their relationship within his own domain.
After Lasse - or better Loser - got his first introducing session to what he signed up for, Aleks ensures that he is in total charge of his new slave boy and that there will be no escape. To demonstrate his superior leverage, he dominates Lasse in his own house.
I’m normally not into twinks. I prefer guys my size. And I have this thing for bearded guys with chest hair. But there was something really attractive about him, almost mesmerizing. He radiated a weird kind of energy, a confidence that didn’t match his skinny body. I couldn’t stop thinking about how sweet it would be to have this twink dangle on my 8-incher. I was about to find out.
Our 18-year-old Matt is feeling confident after he and his friends deliver a sex-filled punishment to one of his tormenters. He decides to be honest with the football stud he's been seeing. He tells him that he's also gone on dates with someone else at the same time. We won't say how Grant will react to the news. Will he dump Matt or will the evening end in a torrid round of sex between these two hot high school seniors?
Francis goes on with his sweet way of turning his grandfather into his slut and now gives him a blowjob and this way makes it easy for his grandpa to return the favour later.
“That’s what I wanted to hear!” Soon, Jack felt Samuel’s arm reaching deep into his
gut, past the wrist, then the elbow and soon passing over his bicep. Samuel had gotten his entire arm into Jack, all the way to his shoulder. As he held his arm deep inside Jack’s cavernous ass, he shivered with delight.
Now that Jon discovered the pleasures of Theo’s tight, little hole, he can’t get enough of it, but Theo has now found himself the center of attention of four extremely handsome, extremamente hung and extremely dumb jocks. Is this the start of Theo’s very own harem of dumb hung jocks?
New Year's Eve in Vegas continues. Quiet, modest Rodney and his gentle giant Victor find themselves in the middle of an insane New Year's Eve party... OG style. Meanwhile, Seth, Zach, Brody, and Max sneak away for a night of quiet celebration.
This is a (maybe not completely fictive) story about how I got a surprise business class upgrade which went even further than originally expected. I tried to generously pay back what I had received.
I mentally slapped myself to erase that kind of thinking, when it all got out of hand? I went from a straight model with a dream muscular built and a completely virgin hole to a straight man who took a dick more than once and loved it.
Jack had Aidan's ass spread with both hands, really getting up there, wedging his face between Aidan’s cheeks, getting shit on it. Aidan’s ass was spread as wide as Jack could get it, though he managed to pry him open even further. Aidan’s ripe asshole parted just a little bit and then tightened back up. Just then, a small turd pushed through Aidan’s hole and Jack quickly snapped it up into his mouth, savoring it.
Since our last fuck, Mike and I haven't spoken again, he came to the house quite often, in fact he's there today but it was to rearrange Oscars' guts and seeing how my faggot bro was screaming out loud. I was even a little jealous but I would never admit that as I was sitting on the fence on it. I'm a straight man and not one of those fags who will do anything for cock.
Although I was about to continue on my two other stories, I have to chime in another one-chapter story. It’s still fresh in my memory from one or two days ago (depending on how long it will take me to right this one down and GayDemon to publish) when the events actually took place, therefore category “True stories”. Please don’t be mad that I am altering hard facts like city or character names, but privacy is an important principle for ...