I felt myself dissolving. Darkness. A thought. A wish. A vision. A flash. And there… Madrid. Spain. Midnight. I’m actually here. Finally. I’m standing in this street. This very street. Near the driveway that leads up to Tate’s House. I can’t believe it. I need to savour it. This moment of reckoning… Grey rays of pale moonlight filtered through the trees that were being battered and blown...
I just started college at age 19. One Friday night I stayed over my grandpa’s house and he told me that a man is coming over tonight to offer me a chance to become a shemale. He said he will come at midnight in the bedroom. Well I fell asleep as I slept on the couch in the living room where it was cool that summer night. He woke me up and said the man is here waiting for me. So I got out of bed...
Andy M. had made an appointment with me for his annual physical exam. I like Andy because he was so friendly, so I knew this would be a nice exam. He was my last patient for the day, so I sent my staff home.When Andy came in, we made a little small talk and then I told him to take off his clothes and I would be right back. I went to the rest room to pee, enjoying the look of urine...
Ich wusste, dass die Bestrafung noch nicht zu Ende war; v.a. wollten diese fiesen Typen ja von mir etwas herausbekommen, was ich ihnen nie sagen würde, denn die Wahrheit war, dass der Boy in der Toilette Sex mit mir wollte und dass überhaupt keinerlei Hinweis auf irgendeine gewaltsame Aktion dabei gewesen war. „Knie dich auf den Boden und mach die Beine auseinander!“, hörte ich den Wärter....
I was in Seattle at a gay bar many years ago. (I was not aware that it was gay when I went in). I was drunk. When I realized where I was I turned around and tried to leave, but two young guys stopped me, and asked me where I was going. I told them that I was here by mistake, and I was leaving. They told me that they weren't going to let me leave, and that they were going to punish me. I...
Okay, first things first, this is my FIRST attempt at writing *ANYTHING* for pleasure since high school... So please, take it easy on me. It's purely...
Snowflakes swirled and fluttered playfully in the breezy evening air, settling down to rest on paths, streets, lawns, and rooftops. Just enough snow settled to dust the festively decorated town in pristine white, and no more. A full-bellied chuckle resounded high up in the air, from which vantage point the town seemed made out of gingerbread coated with confectioners' sugar. None of the town's...
The Customer/ Dexter's SagaBy Joystick Part 13Disclaimer: This story is a work of pure fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental, and no harm or slanderous intent is implied or intentional. Other than that...
I have a fantasy where i go to my friends house on to walk in on a robbery and the four guys have my friend tied up naked and pleasuring him every way possible without letting him cum. They force me to strip naked and tie me to a chair while i watch them bring my bud to the edge again and again...His muscles are bulging from pulling on the ropes and he has a layer of sweat all over...
„Ey, Leute, wie wär´s, wenn wir endlich wieder mal unser versautes Nutball-Spiel machen würden?“, rief der stämmig Boy aus der Nachbarabteilung. „Scharf, endlich mal ein guter Vorschlag, was wir mal wieder machen könnten!“ Ne Menge Boys drängen sich um den, der den Vorschlag gemacht hatte, und auch ich war Feuer und Flamme, denn ich erinnerte mich an dieses Spiel, das wir vor ein paar Tagen schon...
Wer da in den Vorraum der Toilette eintrat, war tatsächlich der Asiaboy, der mir oben im Eiscafé so gut gefallen hatte. Wir standen uns direkt gegenüber, und ich sah ihm wieder in seine mandelbraunen Augen, und er sah mir tief in meine Augen. „Ey, willst du was von mir?“, fragte ich etwas zögernd. „ich will dich!!“, hauchte der Boy. „Du bist der Boy, der für mich ist. Ich will, dass du mich...
Lycan Loversby Bento Bolf Donald and Matthew had been friends for several years. Having been underdogs in their small town, they really only had each other growing up. There was little to nothing they didn't know about each other. After college everything changed. Matthew went into the military in order to make ends meet. He didn't want to be stuck in his hometown anymore....
Endlich war es so weit: Unsere Ausgehklamotten wurden gebracht: Das T-Shirt mit dem spritzenden Phallus drauf war supereng geschnitten, sodass alle Konturen der Muskeln sich kräftig abzeichneten. Als ich Cem in diesem Shirt sah, kam mir unten schon wieder der Schwanz hoch. Und dann die am Bein kurz, aber weit geschnittenen Shorts; ich bemerkte sofort, dass mein Teil da drin sehr beweglich war,...
L’altare, sulla cui pedana Padre Marcello aveva tentato di dire parole di pentimento e di mediazione poco prima, prese a tremare. Padre Marcello si fece da parte e tutti i monaci si strinsero in cerchio attorno all’altare per osservare cosa stesse accadendo.L’altare tremava. Ma non si trattava di un terremoto. Il tremito era localizzato unicamente in quel punto.Fuori la tempesta continuava a...
Appena la diabolica cappella si introdusse nel retto sentii subito un godimento nuovo e del tutto inaspettato. Era il piacere di abbandonarmi a quel sostegno di carne che più penetrava in me più mi sollevava e mi saziava. Sentii di potermi lasciare andare alla più completa passività, ricevendo qualcosa di estremamente vitale, che mi completava e mi stimolava.Sprofondato fino in fondo nella mia...
Il giorno seguente accadde qualcosa di incredibile. Mi ero appena risvegliato da un sogno analogo a quello della lotta fra Dio e il Diavolo, ero tutto grondante di sudore e in preda a un’erezione portentosa. Mi stavo apprestando a menarmelo per bene quando vidi una luce rossastra davanti al letto, che divenne sempre più intensa, uno scoppio, un lampo, una nuvola di fumo, odore di zolfo e quando...
Die beiden Wärter ließen uns keine Pause. Ich wusste, dass das Ganze noch nicht ausgestanden war. „So, Sp 6655, jetzt werden wir mal sehen, wie du dich anstellst, deinen Freund hier so richtig ranzunehmen. Habt ihr schon mal was richtig Versautes zusammen gemacht?“ Der Schreck war mir quer durch alle Glieder gelaufen. Das durfte doch nicht wahr sein: Ich sollte Cem hier unter den Lustmolchaugen...
Tüüüüüt, tüüüüt- o je, das war der Wecker; als ich die Augen öffnete und ich um mich sah, war alles noch stockdunkel; ja, jetzt fiel es mir ein – ich hatte ja noch die Mutprobe für den CZB auszuführen. Aber ich war so fertig nach dem letzten Tag und der Nacht da draußen im Outdoor. Dennoch, es musste sein!! Ich wälzte mich aus dem Bett, lief kurz unter die Dusche, um die anderen nicht zu wecken;...
Mit etwas Bedenken beobachtete ich, dass es langsam Abend wurde; die abendliche Samenabgabe war eigentlich fällig, aber das musste der Sportlehrer verantworten, wenn wir heute Abend nicht unseren Schleim zur Verfügung stellen konnten. Aber etwas anderes war mir eingefallen. Ich sollte in dieser Nacht doch noch die Mutprobe für den CZB ablegen, um endgültig in diesen Eliteclub...
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The Customer/ Dexter's SagaPart 10By Joystick Disclaimer: This story may contain scenes of a graphical nature that may not be legal in your area. If you are under 18, or if material of this nature is illegal in your present location, please leave now. By reading on, you are confirming that it is legal for you to view the material in this story.This story is a work of pure fiction....
Die Mathestunde war zu Ende, als ich mich auf die Sportstunde einstellen wollte, aber Cem sagte:...
Schöne Gefühle, an meinem Arm, oder doch an meinem Oberkörper? Irgendetwas streichelte mich sanft, und so öffnete ich langsam die Augen; sofort fühlte ich, dass ich noch immer wie erschlagen war, aber dann wieder dieses schöne, zarte Gefühl: Und jetzt sah ich das dunkle, schön geschnittene Gesicht über mir: Cem war es, der da in mein Bett gekrochen war und mich sanft aus dem Schlaf...
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