Taking a Slave for the Night
Posted on: March 29, 2009?>
This story is dedicated to Aiden. You asked for it so here it is.“Hey Greg! Are you ready yet? Come on man, your holdin’ us up!”“Yeah yeah just give me second,” i yelled back, slipping on my best jeans. The ones that showed off my package. i sprayed a bit of Calvin Klein over me as i left my apartment with my friends. We were going downtown to the newest and hottest club in the city and i was definitely ready to get laid. i had this mindset as we made our way into the club. Even if it wasn’t the newest club, it was certainly the most crowded with wall-to-wall guys. It also must have been the hottest because they were throwing their shirts off every which way but i didn’t complain. For most of the night we danced, drank, and partied our asses off. So my friends ditched me after the first hour, probably to get laid themselves, and i was left at the bar, scouting the room for any cute eye candy. i knew in a club like this there would be the completely ripped, bodybuilders but that wasn’t my type. i looked around for the shy guys in the corners, the ones that could be dominated. A slave. There were a few guys with potential but none of them really stood up to my high standards. i finally gave up looking and decided to take a leak before i left when this guy just bumped into me ...
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The Hot, Red Ass
Posted on: March 28, 2009?>
Mrs. Brockett, my babysitter had done it to me when i was twelve and had misbehaved. She had made me pull my pants down, bend over her big knees, and had spanked me. She had spanked me hard!She had told my parents what i had done, and they approved of her punishment even though i complained that a babysitter should not be able to touch me! But secretly, that night, alone in my room i jerked off thinking of her hand hitting my rubbery ass. Mrs. Brockett had no idea what genie she had let out of the bottle for as she had spanked me, i had hardened. As she had spanked me, i had imagined her fingers going where i fingered myself, where i pushed things up inside me. And then i had imagined she was a man, a man who would do what i desperately wanted.My secret life was just that, secret. i would spank myself, i had made several paddles for this purpose. i dated, but not seriously. i went to college, got laid by a woman, but it all seemed so much less than what i really needed. i have never gotten very tall, 5'6" and was very slim. Being small was not a benefit in college.When i graduated, i got a job at an advertising firm. i was 22 and acted as their gopher. i knew i was beginning at the bottom, but there ...
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Bite Me
Posted on: March 27, 2009?>
i was laying in our soft king sized bed; Zac's large muscular frame was positioned over me. My whole body was humming and Zac wouldn't stop touching me. His hands slid eagerly over my thin chest, the calloused pads of his fingertips going up and down my body, sliding their way through my thin layer of body hair. Tonight was special, tonight was my birthday and Zac was concentrated on pleasing me and nothing else. "fuck Zac. i want you... please" i begged him. he was so concentrated on my pleasure that i knew he wouldn't turn down my begging."Tell me what you want Taylor... beg for it." Zac told me in a husky sort of voice, full of passion and desire. His dick was hard and i could feel its length and thickness rubbing against my thigh."fuck Zac. i want you to be rough with me. i want it to hurt." i told him. i had always enjoyed a certain level of pain during sex. Zac however, was always hesitant to give me the pain i desired. Zac was always afraid of hurting me. he'd always been a strong believer in 'making love' not simply fucking. Sometimes though, i craved for him to fuck me. i needed him to slam his long thick cock into me with little or no warning and fuck me until i screamed. So anytime he offered me a night of pleasure, ...
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A Golf Trip
Posted on: March 26, 2009?>
It was my yearly golf trip. My regular foursome always went to Myrtle Beach at the end of May, when the prices were cheap and the courses not so crowded. We would spend five days, and golf our brains out, drink our livers out, and eat our guts out. It was a great time.i was 54, married, kids and had a great job. i made lots of money, and worked my ass off. My sex life had gone to hell, and all i really had was fantasy and my sturdy, strong right hand.The first day was great; i shot 74 and was really hitting the ball solidly. My putting was working, a soft, smooth stroke and i was driving the ball like a God. Who knows why, but i knew i was going to take advantage of my newfound swing for as long as i could.At the end of the first round, we went into the pro shop, and i saw him. he couldn't have been over 18, though he had to be 18 if he was working in the pro shop and handling money. he was short, very slim, with a full head of tousled blonde hair. My sexual past included some men, friends when i was young, and one or two in my early thirties. But none since then. i knew i liked cock, and loved being penetrated, but marriage, kids, a good job had knocked that out ...
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word Juicy scrawled in sparkling gold letters across the ass of Jasons skintight gym pants
Posted on: February 07, 2009?>
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| i could tell that he was close to coming, but was fighting it back with all his wasnt the only one with the hots for josh Our mutual friend Jason commonly made remarks about taking care of josh if his lady friend wouldnt Jasons silky skin and large chest were a natural attraction While josh James and i played video games one night James consistently elicited what sexual acts josh would like to perform on Jason After long cheerful banter josh admitted that he would like to fuck Jason in a variety of ways and utilized examples that were probably taken from a gymnastics training manualThe next night i surreptitiously hurried Jason past the gate guards and over to my abode i nonchharristly texted an invitation over to josh too Jason loved whiteguys and had few qualms about dancing sexily in front of us In my spacious room in the foreign students dorm i made an offhand remark about the word Juicy scrawled in sparkling gold letters across the ass of Jasons skintight gym pants | |
I felt the tip of his dick rub my asshole. I thought
Posted on: February 01, 2009?>
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| The panties felt so good. i felt him slide my panties to the side. i started to feel something wet against my ass. he must have grabbed some lube (at least he’s a gentleman). he slid his wet fingers into my ass. i wasn’t expecting it, so it wasn’t something i was used to. It hurt a little, but for him i didn’t mind. i felt him begin to mount me. i wasn’t sure if this is what i wanted, but i let my inhibitions go even farther. At this point i guess it didn’t matter. i felt the tip of his dick rub my asshole. i thought he would have been gentle. he firmly rammed his cock in my ass what seemed like all the way. i let out somewhat of a scream. It kind of hurt. i almost felt violated. he fully mounted on top of me, ramming his cock in my ass. | |
think even he couldn’t take it anymore. He opened my mouth
Posted on: January 30, 2009?>
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| put it around my eno. he knew i wanted his cock. i started to beg, almost whining. he chuckled. i heard his pants unzip. i wanted it more. i beg. All of a sudden i felt something rub across my face. More and more. he was rubbing his prick all over my face. i couldn’t believe how much i LOVED IT. It felt so good. i was laughing in ecstasy. i think even he couldn’t take it anymore. he opened my mouth gently with his hands. i finally felt his cock on my tongue. It was even better than i thought. i took him down my throat. It tasted so good. The hardness, the warmth. i tried to take it as deep as i could. It’s so big…around 1 or 1 inches. i couldn’t keep it out of my mouth. i was in love! | |
Unable to do anything about it, usually I’d just roll over and fuck my wife, even though the whole
Posted on: January 27, 2009?>
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| 'Oh yeah...oh yeah...i'm gettin close!' Matt cried out. About damn second too, Jason thought as he concentrated on his own orgasm. he could feel his One would think years of marriage to a beautiful woman would have subsided my curiosity for cock, but it hadn’t. Many nights i’d woken up hard as a rock, always aching for some hung stud to pound my ass. Unable to do anything about it, usually i’d just roll over and fuck my wife, even though the whole second i’d pretend i was plunging into a man’s love hole instead of her juicy pussy. Daydreaming about being with a man, was making me visibly hard. i’d have to hold my bag in | |
Want you naked man.
Posted on: January 25, 2009?>
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| "fuck yeah man. i can’t wait to show you how much i like it." "Was’ stopping you," he said, putting his big paw on the back of my head and pulling it toward his leaking cock. "Want you naked man. i want to lick you all over." Standing up, he dropped his shorts and stepped out of them. Looking up in awe at this 1'1" Neanderthal of a man, i could hardly believe this was happening to me. | |
josh’s girth was such that jerryfelt as though he was being split in
Posted on: January 24, 2009?>
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| “fuck me, you young buck! fuck me long and fuck me hard.” josh needed no more encouragement with that. In one smooth movement, his finger disappeared from Tim’s anus and his cock slid in as those it had always belonged there. josh’s girth was such that jerryfelt as though he was being split in two; but jerrysimply didn’t care. The pain was delicious and he begged for more. pulling his socks off. As he intently watched the movie, i laid my head on his big hairy belly. | |
Surprisingly, I was not consumed with thoughts of him.
Posted on: January 23, 2009?>
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| the dance of his eno and the richness of his laugh. In turn, Jeremiah told me stories of his youth and recounted tales of his many successes. Surprisingly, i was not consumed with thoughts of him. i was not obsessed or plagued with fantasy. But over second, my playful and innocent desire to be in his company evolved as the playful syntax of friendship gave way to more insistent, provoking thought. Sitting on the porch at home one evening watching the sunset, i realized quite suddenly, that passionate feelings about him lay deep within me, aching for release. | |
It wasn’t long before josh was coiffed in a masculine, contemporary cut
Posted on: January 22, 2009?>
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| i expected many things to come out of him, this request was not one of them. For several seconds i was too shocked to understand the request, so i just continued to stare. It was a logical request given his profession, but my mind flew past logic and settled on the only other reason he would want to see it—it was the only place within the massive motel for which i had the only key. he gripped my hands in his, and squeezed tightly, as if to It wasn’t long before josh was coiffed in a masculine, contemporary cut. jerryhad put just enough product in josh’s hair to be hip without becoming metrocockual. jerrynoticed how good josh smelled as he took the towel off his shoulder. | |
As if under a spell one day during a lunch conversation
Posted on: January 21, 2009?>
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| The weeks passed, and Matt managed to find his way to the motel every so often for lunch and another conversation. i couldn’t get enough of him. The energy of his aura, the grace with which he projected his dreams out into the open, the way his hands danced melodically through the syntax of his expression; it was enthralling, it was captivating, it was magical. As if under a spell one day during a lunch conversation, i reached across the table and placed my hands on his. Quietly, i looked down at my plate, avoiding eye contact, wondering what his response would be. Several long and apprehension-filled moments passed during which i debated the wisdom of my action; finally, and without moving his hands, he spoke. | |
Each of our visits allowed more information to pass between us
Posted on: January 20, 2009?>
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| Each of our visits allowed more information to pass between us. At one point, i admitted that i had written about him, and after some hesitation, i shared the first half of this story with him. Several days passed, and i was not offered any feedback, so one day on the telephone i asked. he told me that he had not responded because he couldn’t; he was overwhelmed with both the content and style of what i had written, and felt incapable of returning similar thoughts, at least in quite the same way. After the conversation ended, i placed the telephone back into its cradle and sat for some second, caught dramatically between wanting to shout for joy and wanting to cry. In the end, the flattery he exuded in his response caused me to well up, and for several long moments, i sat alone in my office and cried. | |
daimyo's touch on his cock, rising to his touch and beginning to undulate at the hips. ...
Posted on: January 19, 2009?>
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| ntally over what was happening, loving the touch on his cock and the sucking at his nipple, but knowing that this somehow shouldn't be happening. he was murmuring, thinking he was asking for this to stop, if only for the moment until he could adjust to what was to happen. But it came out more as sighs and moans. His mind was not yet fully lost, but his body was. he was responding to the drum seemed to meld with his responses to the touching. It increased the beat in both rhythm and intensity. | |
the folds of his kimono, the daimyo produced a magic
Posted on: January 18, 2009?>
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| But underneath, inside that merged collection of layers of silk, two bodies had come together. Arata was sitting in and straddling the daimyo's lap now and the daimyo was holding their erect cocks together and stroking them in unison. The beat of the drum increased, overpowering the strains of the lute, becoming louder and more insistent in its beat. From somewhere in the folds of his kimono, the daimyo produced a magic lotion, a lotion he was now rubbing into Arata's virgin, puckered hole, making it loosen and widen and become a bit more numb. he was biting Arata's nipple now and fingering the young man's hole, taking slow but steady and relentless possession of his new offering with searching fingers. | |
reached for and fastened the button of my pants. ...
Posted on: January 17, 2009?>
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| on by my flow of nerves. i could smell cock, cum, piss, pine, chlorine, sharp and penetrating. The pressure between my thighs, his shaft pressed against mine, his clear silky seed glistened in my pubes. i thought i heard someone. i had to stop before i turned a deaf ear to the door. i started to pull away. "Wait" he begged. His voice was a tremble. A look of hunger and desperation flooded his face. he jerked off furiously and grabbed me harder than i liked as though trying to pull my cock from where it stood. i reached for and fastened the button of my pants. Tried to straighten my shirt thinking about the second i'd gotten caught. he saw what i was doing and quickly dropped to his knees before i could take the next step. "i'm Jason" he whispered. | |
I was awakened out of my trance with the word “virgin,” and asked
Posted on: January 16, 2009?>
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| Mike did not seem too happy and craved our rare nights out. he was constantly torn between “having another drink,” and “…i’d better not as i’ll need to get back home.” On one of our nights out, he got completely smahed. We were sitting in a corner of our favourite of the three bars in town and he was slouched down in his chair. His jeans had ridden up and his balls were tantalisingly packed down his left leg and the shape of his cock could clearly be seen on top of them through the fabric. “…three bloody months,” he exclaimed. “That’s how long. he’s turned into a bloody virgin.” i was awakened out of my trance with the word “virgin,” and asked him to repeat. It seems that from the moment of the birth announcement, poor Mike had been without cock. | |
map to what I might find. My index finger and its closest fuck buddy found joy in the ...
Posted on: January 15, 2009?>
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| Jason?" i goaded him and he responded that he'd take all i had to give. "You don't get much dick from your girl" i laughed. he responded by cupping my balls in his hands, pulled them so that they hung outside my fly and started to bath me with his tongue. "You deserve some cock in your life don't you dude! You need some cock Jason. Is that what you want?" he looked at me and begged. "Can you fuck me, please. i just need to get fucked is all." i smiled and slapped my dick across his face and the sound echoed in the silence of solid walls. i dragged and puhed the head against his closed eye leaving a moist trail. Brip. Then aaronding down to reach behind him i slid my hand that was wet from the pipes down the back of his pants. The crack of his ass served as the map to what i might find. My index finger and its closest fuck buddy found joy in the thickening fur the closer i edged them to the final stop. Brap. he arched, head aaront down to the floor, his hands anchored my feet and my finger slid in. "no" was what i heard | |
tongue on my balls, his hand raising my knee to get
Posted on: January 14, 2009?>
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| he’d delicately unwrapped my towel and his fingers were feeling the outline of my cock and balls. Something deadly wrong about this, his bristly face and rough features where there should be the fair softness of a girl. Shut your eno and it will go away. i focused on the sensation of his wet tongue on my balls, his hand raising my knee to get better access. Then a few playful flicks, up and down, teasing. evening sessions of a meal and drink at our place turned into “afternoon tea” and home for bed at 1.11 pm. | |
of me. I tried to get my mind off that for fear I
Posted on: January 13, 2009?>
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| sgusting. Three bloody months,” he repeated. “Never gone more than a week in the past.” i took him home and suffered a tirade from taran for the state he was in. It was about three weeks later that we heard the news that taran had miscarried. They were both distraught and it took a few months more before they seemed to settle back to their former selves and started to visit us again. taran was door. My heart was pounding at the thought of having him on top of me. i tried to get my mind off that for fear i would get a huge erection. i sat next to him on the bed. | |
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