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Her – A beginning Part 3

It was a long day when she didn’t approach me. I didn’t even see her, so I had no idea if she was teasing me or avoiding me, or if it was just coincidence. The same happened for the next few days, and it was agony, knowing she still had her control over me and what I could do. I tried everything I could thing of to please myself despite my trappings, but I was forced to give up as it pressed constantly against me.
Sighing, the next day as I got up and showered, I made it my mission to seek her out. I eventually found her training, unlike the previous few days and as I approached, I steeled myself to hold strong and resolute.
“Ma’am?”
She turned, smirking at me.
“Hmm? Don’t worry pet, I know what you’re after. You’ve got two choices. The first is that you meet me. Tonight. At seven. In my room. The other is that I leave for a few minutes, and then come back and show anyone who‘s here the pecking order between us
”
“Tonight.” I replied, even as I looked around to see only two other people in here, I didn’t want to change my mind. And she, of course, turned back to her training, uncaring of me once more.
That night as I approached, I wondered what she had in store. She had to be planning something after all and not just handing me the key to my freedom. Or would she? I knocked on the door, needing to find out.
“Inside pet.”
I obeyed, kneeling in front of her bed, but not before noticing a metal ring attached to the floor a few feet from the side of her bed.
“Strip.”
That worried me, how casual she was as she instructed me tonight as she wandered to the cabinet slowly, getting me to move to near that ring as she came back over, quickly attaching a set of cuffs around my ankles and using another set to connect them to the ring on the floor before her tone became more serious.
“I have a special job for you tonight. And if you obey your orders quickly, then I’ll release you from your prison. But you have to obey.”
As I nodded, I heard a knock at the door and looked over, eyes widening. She chuckled as she went over, opening it quickly to be answered by a voice I recognised.
“Evening my darling, happy to see me? I thought you said we’d be alone.”
His voice hardened as he spotted me, the one man here who’d tried to make me his sexual servant before she ‘saved’ me.
“No, I said we’d be the only important people here. Does it really put you off that much?”
“You know I tried to make him mine
”
“And I took him instead. You’ll still get to enjoy me, and you’ll get to watch his jealousy and desire as he watches you fuck me.”
He grinned at the idea, a hand running down her back to her ass.
“Everything we usually do?”
“Yep. And there’s a good reason he’s here, I promise.”
She closed the door, kissing him lustily and, as they started to tear each other’s clothes off, I tore my eyes from them, bowing my head to watch the floor directly in front of me.
“And I don’t get to know this reason?” He asked as I heard him walk across the room towards the bed.
“Not yet, trust me.”
“Of course.”
He must’ve picked her up and carried her since he laid her down on the bed before lying down on his back. She pulled all her hair back and twisted it before he took hold of it.
“Make sure you watch. If not, I won’t be pleased with you. And you know what’ll happen if I’m not pleased with you
”
He smirked across at me as he heard her words, my eyes now sticking to her as she lowered her head down to take his now hard dick into her mouth. I couldn’t help but stare at it, longer and wider than my own, nearly dwarfing it, and I wondered for a moment how she would possibly take it all. As she bobbed up and down on it, I dared a glance at him, his eyes closed in joy at her skill, slowly starting to pull her up and down by her hair which worried me a lot. If he was controlling her and she was in charge of me, I was very definitely at the bottom of the pile.
She continued bobbing up and down on him, groaning lustily as she clearly savoured him. He groaned as he twisted her hair slightly, starting to force her deeper onto his dick, causing her to gag slightly before she pulled herself off his dick, staring at him as she leaned over to kiss him passionately. He took hold of her hips, rolling her onto her back with him on top, kissing her hard enough to push her head back into the pillow before moving to kiss her neck. Again, my eyes were drawn to his dick, now coated thickly in her saliva and clearly ready to pound into her as he started to enter he slowly, eliciting groans immediately as she was stretched wide by him. With a self-satisfied smirk, he started to slowly slide in and out of her, a little more of him entering each time to satisfied sounding moans from her as her legs slipped around his waist, spreading herself wider and keeping him closer. He started to slowly thrust into her, kissing her deeply again, barely stifling her groans and moans as he drove her to a quick first orgasm, her second approaching as he thrusted into her hard, whispering a question to her that I couldn’t hear. What I did hear was part of her reply: “Come in me
”
He kissed her lustily, slamming into her with all his speed before they came together, him smiling as he rolled over, slipping out of her, their juices obviously mixed well and they lay there together.
After a few moments, she sat up on the edge of the bed.
“Now pet is the first of your tasks of tonight. I don’t want anything to result of tonight, just the same as any other night I’m intimate with someone, so you’d better make sure I’m perfectly clean
”
My eyes widened as I realised what she meant, and crawled forwards to her with my head bowed before starting to lick at the outside of her pussy, making sure her lips were clean before taking a breath and sticking my tongue in her, cleaning his sweet tasting cum from inside her and savouring the taste of her own juices. When done, I knelt back, head bowed again as she slipped a finger inside of herself, tasting it before smiling at me.
“Good slut
Now, get him ready for round two.”
I looked up, blinking at her as he seemed to get the idea, standing in front of me expectantly. I swallowed the lump in my throat before nodding and sitting up on my ankles, taking his limp dick into my mouth, cleaning off all of her juices, and his. As I did, it started to swell up and I felt a hand move firmly to the back of my head, holding me in place. I panicked, before desperately managing to get my breathing under control just as the head of his dick brushed the back of my throat and I swallowed it down, opening my throat to his invasion, wondering once more how she’s possibly managed to have it inside her. When he was fully erect inside my throat, I looked up, seeing him look over to her before smiling and starting to fuck my throat slowly. He let me adjust my position so he slide down my throat more easily, starting to pump faster and faster as I tried to control my breathing. Thankfully he pulled himself out of my throat, leaving me gasping and panting on the floor, trying to get my eyes back on her quickly.
“Take your time pet, I know you’ll need a minute.”
I’d never been more thankful to her, taking a half minute to slow my breathing again before watching her again.
“So, what’s next?” He asked her, that same grin on his face.
“Well, you’d usually fuck my ass around now
Unless you want to do something else?”
“That depends, he’s your slave
”
“If you really want him when I’m on offer then feel free…”
He paused to think, definetly considering as I bowed my head. I felt him get up and walk over to me, teasing my body with his fingertips, eliciting a low groan from me as his hand briefly strayed near my hard cock. I saw him smirk before he positioned himself behind me, pressing the end of his cock at my hole, making me take a breath before he stood up and walked back over to her.
“You really thought that I would choose you when I could be with something strong?”
I blushed, bowing my head.
“Eyes on me!”
I quickly looked up at her as she looked angrily at me, picking up a spare lit candle and stepping over to me, dripping the hot wax onto my shoulder as I hissed.
“Please ma’am, I’m sorry!”
“Shut up slave. And from now on, you’ll call me Mistress.”
“Yes Mistress. Sorry Mistress.”
“How would you like me?” She turned back towards him.
“On your hands and knees I think.”
She grinned, I could tell even from behind her and knelt on the bed, side on to me as he moved up behind her, teasing her with his fingers. She gasped as one finger slid into her, beckoning me to her side as best I could get to her.
“Let him at least clean your fingers when you’re done
”
He sneered at me as he withdrew the finger, offering it to me where it was greedily devoured as he positioned his cock at lips, slowly pushing her wider and wider apart. She started moaning, not stopping as he entered her deeper and deeper once more, beginning to slowly thrust in and out of her as her breathing quickened. He slid out of her smoothly before shifting straighter, placing himself as the entrance to her ass.
“Ready?”
“As always
”
He grinned, taking hold of her hair and pulling it back gently as a hand on her back secured himself in place as he very slowly stretched her wide open. After a full minute of slowly pressing at her, the head of his magnificent beast popped into her to a grunt from both. She moaned, slowly pushing back as he filled her entirely, starting to slide in and out.
“I always love fucking your ass
”
“Oh God
So
Full
”
She tilted her head back as she whispered something to him. He started to pump in and out of her faster, groaning as she moaned loudly.
“God you’re so tight
.”
His eyes closed as she came, bucking and shaking on him before he unceremoniously pulled out of her, getting off the bed as I realised. He stroked himself as I tilted my face upwards just in time to receive his ‘gift’ to me, his cum spraying across my face to be rubbed in by his cock with a sadistic smile.
“Slave, clean him up before he leaves.”
“Yes Mistress.”
I immediately leaned forward, taking the half hard dick between my lips, not daring to disobey her. The same, strong but not unpleasant musky taste was what covered his cock as I cleaned the musk from it, her clearly planning ahead for both our benefits. As I sat back, I bowed my head again submissively, the cum drying enough to not cause the worry of dripping onto the floor.
“May I use him next time?”
“I’ll see how I feel then. But he does look better like that
Slave! Here.”
As I started to move, I heard something hit the floor, a pair of keys.
“You’ve earned your freedom tonight. Go. I expect you out of this room in twenty seconds, leave the cuffs wherever they fall.”
I nodded as I quickly worked at the cuffs, undoing them and grabbing my clothes to head quickly out of the room. As the door shut, I panicked, searching frantically in the trousers for my room key and running to my room before anyone saw me.

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Its only just beginning

Yeah fuck me, pound my hole… I was so close to cumming I could tell. My body tensed up and I could feel the cum rush to my cock. Son im gonna bust in your ass get ready! Give it to me dad. I released and I shot my cum inside my son. He said thanks dad.
I woke up sweating. I couldnt believe what I just dreamt. It was so realistic. I looked down at my cock and it was rock solid, coated with pre-cum. It was 6:30. I needed to shower and get ready for work.
I normally slept naked with no sheets. My wife had died 5 years ago. It was just me and my 16 year old son, Jake. We got comfortable around eachother. So what we wore didnt matter.
I was taking a cold shower to calm down my cock, when my son knocked on the door. Dad, do you mind if we shower together. Im really late. It was a very big shower so I did not mind. Sure son come on in. He walked in wearing nothing and carrying a towel. He was in such good shape my son. Abs, pecs. He was hot. I wasnt so bad myself. I had a flat defined stomach and big arms.
I asked how he slept and what not. The usual and I got the usual back. He told me he would be late tonight because of football. I thought it would give me some private time. I said ok have fun. I got out, and got dressed for work.
A little while later I arrived at work and sat down at my desk. I checked my emails and got all my inbox stuff done. Before I knew it, it was 12 oclock. I went to the lunch room and grabbed my lunch. I went back to my office and ate. I suddenly felt my cock get hard. I ate rather quickly today having still and hour left. I thought what the hell.
I kicked off my shoes, took off my belt but before I took off my pants, I had to shut the door and blinds. Didnt want anyone seeing what was going on. I made sure to lock the door. Than I went to my desk and took off my pants socks, and shirt. I had briefs on and boy did I love feeling my rock hard cock through my briefs. I slipped them off and threw them with my socks. My balls were nice and low today. My cock was 7 inches and very thick. I started rubbing my cock and than started jerking off. My balls bounced against my fist and I made a fapping noise. It was turning me on so much. I almost went into a trance when I heard a knock on the door. I froze and quickly slipped on my pants and shirt and shoes. I went to answer the door but I forgot my underwear and socks were in the middle of the floor. I ran and threw them under the desk.
My assistant was at the door telling me my son wasnt feeling and good and was gonna be at the office soon. Alright I told her.
I went back to my desk and folded my underwear and socks and put them on my desk. It turned me on to see them their.
I continued with my work and before I knew it I heard my son and he was coming in. he said hey dad. I told him to lay down on the couch and rest.
He said dad whats up with your socks and underwear on the desk. I completely forgot and my heart stopped. Well your dad was tryna have a little fun during his lunch break. I laughed and so did he.
The next thing I knew he said im with ya dad. He started kicking off his shoes and started to take off his shirt when I said, Woah woah, what are you doing.
Dad I know, I saw how hard you got this morning when I got in. I said alright and I got undressed faster than he did.
Damn dad, your really hung. I looked at his and said well you know where you get it from. He laughed. He was getting started on the couch when he said dad, throw on some porn. I said ok, and I sa next to him. Here I was wanking with my son. Ive always dreamed of fucking him. He took my cock in his hand and I did the same. He said god its so thick. We continued beating each others meat for awhile when he said, dad I wanna have sex. I agree when we get home. No I want you to fuck my brains out right here on your desk. I want you to destroy me. He stood up and moved stuff on my desk. He put his legs up and said lets go. I got up and went over. His ass was nice , pink and hairy. I spit in his ass and spit on my cock. Get it nice and wet. I started to penetrate his hole it was his first time so I wanted to be gentle. I spit more and slowly slid it in. I could feel his ass contract around my cock. It was so tight I needed to bust. I got my whole cock in and he was sweating. I said its ok deep breaths. I let him get used to it. I told him the first couple thrusts are gonna hurt but it will turn into pure pleasure after. I started fucking slowly and I could hear him grunt. It was painful. But soon I could hear him moan. He started almost screaming fuck me dad. I was ramming him and my desk was shaking. My balls slapped agianst his ass. He was jerking off as I fucked his tight hairy hole. This was the first fuck ive had since my wife passed away. She could take my cock and apparently so can my son. I picked him up and brought him down on my cock. He held onto me as I pounded his hole. We landed on the couch and he bounced up and down on my cock. I was so close . I told him to lay down I want to be on top. He did and I re inserted my cock. He was loose now but still tight. I was gonna cum. I stopped and told him to get ready. I was jerking off near his face and soon I said fuck yeah uh uh. You making me bust. Open for daddy and on that I shot my load all over his face.
I got dressed and gave him my briefs to clean his face. He loved it. I told my assistant I had to leave early because of my son and even my boss was okay with it. We went home and my son had a tough time walking. I killed his ass. We got home showered and went to bed nude together. Tomorrow was saturday and my birthday.

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Laurens family

This is a story about my cousin and his girlfriend fucking her family. Also there is alot of guys sucking dick in this. If this is a turn off dont read it.

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Ladyboy Love – Part 1

This is an offshoot from my long series, Ex-Daughter Grown Up, but while writing it as part of that series, I felt it was developing into a new Love I began sharing…

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Trip to The Market (Remake, and an Update)

Okay, New thing, I’m going to be doing updates for you guys, if you like my writing. I plan on getting a new story up here soon, I’ve just had writers block.
For my next story, it’s going to be a Fan fiction of Naruto, gah, I know, You probably hate that, you might not, But I’ve been wanting to do one for awhile. But Before we get there, I’m Just gunna spice up one of my old works, you will probably recognize.
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Welcome to this written document. I thank you for wishing to read it, but there are some rules.
1. If you know the content of this story is not of your tastes do not read it.
2. If you are not certain on whether or not it is, and read it, then decide you
Do not like it, do not give negative comments like ‘fag’ or saying that whoever reads it and does like it is ‘sick’. Other people DO like it, and
By you saying negative things, you are harming their feelings. And when you
Harm someone’s feelings, it could be hazardous.
3. Rule number Two goes the same for those are completely against it and read it anyway.
4. ANY similarities between a character or place is entirely coincidental, unless
It is acknowledged in the beginning by the author, BEFORE the story begins.
5. Do not misunderstand Rule number Four. Real towns, cities, and important buildings will be spoken of unless said otherwise. Those parts of the settings will be as accurate, and realistic as possible.
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~Thank you for reading these rules.
It is highly appreciated by the Author.
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Note: Okay, you probably recognize this story, if you haven’t, DO NOT FIND THE ORIGINAL. It truely was terribly written at first, but this is sorta a remake. More details, and less confusing. Enjoy! It’s from an old account.
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Trip to the Market
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“Jason!!!!!” Yelled Jason’s mother. “We are going to the Market! Get your shoes on!”
“Comin’ Momma!!” He hollered back, thumping down the steps to get his shoes on.
Jason dropped to the floor,grabbing his shoes before tousling with them, fighting to get his shoes on his feet. They, his shoes, were a size too small. He’d better remember to tell his mommy that he needed new shoes.
Once he was able to put his shoes on his feet, he tied the laces. His tongue stuck out the entire time that he did so; he was concentrating so hard.. He was so proud himself. He had just learned how to tie his shoes a little while ago, and now he could do it all by himself. His mommy would be so proud of him, too, when she found out.
Jason was one nine years old, and he was very short. . He was only four feet, and two inches tall. He was very fit for his age and size, though. He was lean, and had lost almost all of his baby fat. That’s what happens when you run around all day outside, his mother would say. People were always asking questions about it. How his face was still a baby face and his body was so fit.
He had big Topaz colored eyes with creamy rich smooth skin; a big result of being out in the sun all of the time. He loved the sun; the fresh air, the flowers, everything. He had a very girlish form; it caught the attention of many lecherous old men . It was obviously attractive to alot of people, he has a nice, plump butt that was smooth and unaffected by puberty yet, his hips were narrow, and yet wide at the same time, and his hands and feet were dainty as hell.
His voice was soft, feminine almost, while his hair was a brown, copper color that was always in a tangled, sloppy mess that framed his face. He was absolutelty considered one of the cutest boys ever among all of the house wives and stay at home mothers.
“Come on, Hun. It’s time to get going,” His Mother walked into the entry hall, her heels clicking on the hard blackwood.
His mother had matching topaz eyes, he’d inherrited them from her, but she was a natrual dishwater blonde, and so that ment his father gave him his hair color. His mom was one of the more attractive ‘Milfs’ in the town. She still had her figure; large breasts, wide, womanly hips, and long, smooth tan legs. Today, she wore a silk blouse that was low cut and a pencil skirt that hugged her ass and hips loveingly. Most already assumed this,but it was his fathers favorite suit on his momma.
“Alright, Momma,” He said. With a hurumph, he pushed himself to his feet. Smiling, he bounced over to her side, excited and ready.
Running her fingers through his hair, she smiled back. Despite what people thought, she loved her son. She opened the door and stepped out, turning the car on at the click of a button. She had one of those fansy cars, and everyone knew it.
Climbing into the back of the car, Jason buckled himself up and bounced gently, rocking the car in his excitement. Swinging his feet back and forth as he stared out the window, he hummed to the song on the radio; which had started playing the moment the car was turned on.
Fifteen minutes later, they were at the Market. Jason was still jumping on the balls of his feet, and holding up things for his mother to see and say, “Can I have this?” Only to be told no over and over. He’d Shrug each time, before putting it in the cart, despite what his mother said. She’d get it for him anyway.
Eventually, he felt a pressure in his groin and whined that he had to go pee.
“Pleeeeeeease, Momma, Pleaaaaaaase!!! I’m guhhna pee my paaaaaaaants!”
“Fine!” said his mother. She really, really wanted to it hurry up and get the shopping done as soon as possible. She had to make lunch soon. In her frustration, she called a stock boy over.
“Yes, ma’am?” Asked the boy, tilting his head as he looked at her with his sturdy, serious green eyes.
He was a handsome boy, no one could deny that. He had a strong, but narrow jawline, a straight, thin nose, and full, lush lips that alot of girls fauned over. He was tall, infact, he was almost 6 feet, and his skin was white, not a pale white, but a creamy white. His hair was black, and hung over his green eyes, complementing them.
His mother wasn’t sure about trusting this boy, but unwisely, she did anyway.
“Will you please take my son to the bathroom and take care of him while I finish shopping? I need to hurry, and If I take him it’ll take awhile. He’s more respondent to other boys when it comes to this sort of stuff.”
The Stock Boy’s eyes would flick down to the young boy; who was crossing his legs as he bit his lip; before giving a small smile, nodding to him.
A moment later, the Stock Boy added, “Yes, Ma’am. I’ll take him towards the front of the doors when we’re done and wait with him for you there.”
“Thank you, ah,” She glanced down at his name tag, “Andrew.”
“You’re welcome, Ma’am,” Andrew bowed his head, and gripped the boy’s hand, leading him to the bathroom.
“Come on, kid. We don’t wanna keep you waiting, now do we?”
“N.. no… i really gotta peeeeeeeee,” The boy whined, shaking his head as he basically skipped to follow him.
Once they were in the bathroom, Andrew turned and locked the door. It was a two person bathroom. Two stalls, two urinals, and two sinks.
Andrew turned, looking at the boy and grabbed his hips, proping him up on one of the marble sinks. He unbuttoned his pants, and tugged down the zipper, pushing his pants down around his anckles before setting the boy back down on the floor infront of the shorter urinal.
Shyly, Jason looked back up and over his shoulder to look at Andrew, nibbling his little lower lip before studdering, “C.. Can you help me, M..mister Andrew?”
Arching one brow, he squatted down, and, sliping his long fingers around the boys soft penis gently, held it up and slightly over the rim of the urinal.
After a few hesitant moments, Jason went to the bathroom, biting the tip of his finger shyly as he watched the hand gripping his special private place. Noone ever touched him there besides his mommy when she gave him a bath.
Once he was done, Jason started to bend over to pull up his pants when he felt the tip of something wet slip into his butthole. It was Andrew’s finger.
He pushed inside the boy’s hole gently with his finger, making Jason moan and whimper, “It hurts… W.. What are you doing?”
Andrew pulled his finger out, and hoiseted the boy up, setting him on the counter.
“Relax,” Andrew said gently, pushing the boy onto his back and tugged the rest of his pants off. He spread the little boys legs and spread them, not very surprised when he noticed that the little child’s penis was hard. He had rubbed the hilds prostate a little after all. It hadn’t really hurt.
This kid’s ass is looser than I expected… I think someone may have gotten to this treat first, He thought to himself.
Gently, Andrew squirted some lube onto his finger that he just pulled out of his pocket.
He rubbed the lube against Jason’s tight little hole, circling it until he felt the muscles relax and the he slide his entire finger inside of him.
He wiggled his finger, turning his finger gently in circles, before he slipped another finger inside and started pumping his fingers in and out, spreading his fingers apart before pushing them back in, and repeating the proccess.
Jason couldn’t help it. Andrew kept on rubbing his prostate, making him moan loudly.
“You’re ready,” Andrews sighed, satisfied now that he could sink his length into his warmth. Pulling his cock out of his jeans, he slid his pants around his hips gently.
He took a deep breath, rubbing the lube all over his cock, making it slick enough to slide into the child easily.
Putting the head at the boy’s entrance, he glanced up at Jason.
“Hey, Kid… What’s your name?” Andrew asked.
“J.. Jason… M.. Mister Andrew. H.. hey… please m.. make me feel good again. I.. It feels weird, but I like it.”
With a small, light laugh, Andrew pushed in slightly.
“I.. It hurts!” Jason suddenly cried.
“Stop, Stop, Please, Pull it out!” He yelled. Andrew has quite big, despite his administrations of stretching the boy.
“Relax, It’ll feel good soon,” Andrew said, distracted as he watched his thick, 8 inch meat slip into that tight, creamy, delicious ass of Jason’s.
Jason’s eyes pricked with tears, and he bite his lip, writhing in pain and pleasure. He didn’t like it much anymore.
He breathed deeply, trying to relax as Mister Andrew said. After awhile, It stopped hurting, and Jason started moaning as he pumped in and out of him gently.
Andrew stared down at the little boy, groaning as he took in the tight little body wrapped around his aching cock.
He thrust gently at first, not wanting to hurt the boy more than neccessary, but he started sliding in and out easily, with no resistance. He picked up his pace, pounding the kid.
“Fuck, Kid!” He yelled, his hands slapping onto his hips as he drove into him.
Jason had never felt anything so good in his life. He moaned loudly and wildly, his back arching uncontrolably as he tried scooting closer to Andrew’s Body.
“Ah… M.. Mister! Stop! I’m gunna pee! I’m gunna PEE!!!” He screamed, His eyes opening up wide as he stared up at him.
At this, Andrew slammed into him faster and harder as He panted, groaning as He pushed flush against his ass, cumming inside of him.
Andrew new that Jason had cum; there were little strings of clear liquid on his stomach.
Andrew pulled out, wiping the boy and himself off. He placed his dick away back in his jeans, where it should be, and fixed the boys clothing, smirking down at him.
It was a bit of surprise though when Jason hugged his legs tightly, rubbing his cheek on his pants.
“Mister Andrew, You should ask Momma if you could be my Babysitter, You’re alot of fun. Momma has been lookin’ for Someone to take care of me while she’s at work and out of town. Everyone else is a big meany, I don’t like them. When they do stuff me I don’t like it at all”
Andrew looked down at Jason, hoisting him up again and resting him on his hip.
“Alright, I will, But you cant tell your mommy what we just did. It’s our little secret, whattya say, kid?”
Jason stuck out his free hand to handshake. Giggling as he looked up Andrew, He gripped his hand and shook, and out they went the bathroom door to wait for His mommy.
His mother didn’t even think of it when Jason asked her if that boy could be his babysitter; it was clear he liked the older boy. She said yes right away, and retrieved the boy’s phone number, ready to call him on her next out of town meeting.
THE END.

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A warriors bond(love has no limits)

So, thsi is a story I did for a good friend of mine, the two characters in it are him and I, I being Yarek. This may be a bti different from a lto of the stories here btu hope it is well recieved or at least not hated. you usual warning label for this, sexual content so be of legal age where ever yo ureside to read this. once again please forgive the grammar, I used to be far better at it before the damage to the nerves, anyways enjoy this story hopefully

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Nightwolf

This is the first piece of work I will be posting, if you like it let me know and I will post more of this story. As quick as i can I shall explain the world in which these two characters live in.

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Against the Grain Part 1 (Revised and edited)

Brief character bios:
Bryan is 21 and 5’ 9” with a thin athletic body and bit of hair on his chest and a hairy belly, buttock, thighs, and legs. All of which is a shade of red. He also has a nice complexion with medium length; brushed, light blonde hair and a nice scruff of a red beard. His penis is a nice 6” which looks very picturesque and has a very cute round butt. Likes to think of himself as a red fox and hates to be considered or thought of as a twink. Think of Drake Bell with a full beard and of course the blonde hair and red beard.
Mr. Lucien is 41 and 6’0” with a bit of muscular/stocky build of a hard working dad. He has short black hair with some gray that is business styled and brushed nicely that goes nicely with his modern frameless reading glasses. He has a farmer tan with a good amount of short black body hair that you’d expect a masculine man to have all over his body except his back. He has a bit of a five o’clock scruff on his face that would make a hot full beard. He pretty much looks like Tom Chase as he does in the COLT movie Couples 3. And of course he has an amazing, clichĂ© 9” penis that is nice and thick; think Josh West. And of course an amazingly firm and round ass from always squatting and doing heavy lifting like lumber and mechanical work.
“I just wish I could have a relationship like you have with your wife Mr. Lucien,” I say with glum having dealt with the heaviness of feeling particularly alone today. I guess it was just one of those days where I felt the darkness more than usual.
“Yeah I’d have to agree with you. I’ve been missing that connection with somebody too. It really eats away at you,” Mr. Lucien says with a somber tone while he leans back in his chair staring idly by at his computer.
“See I knew you’d understand what I was saying. It just sucks that it
.,” I trail off my thought, slapped in the face as my brain finally understands what he so casually threw out there that I almost dismissed it. My head had been down with my jaw resting in the palm of my hands but I quickly, yet discreetly glance up from the floor tiles and see him leaning back with his hands together like he was praying, his fingers outstretched. I see the shine of his gold wedding band off the fluorescent lighting. I always admired his wedding ring. It was a basic band; modest and old-fashioned. And for some reason the word masculine pings through my head. If I stared at it long enough, wrapped around those strong, thick, rugged fingers; it would start to get me excited just thinking of all the erotic inducing ideas. If only he knew the thoughts and feelings I had for him over the past three years. The things I would want him to do with those fingers. But did I even understand those feelings? Immediately I’m filled with anxiety and depression.I don’t want to be gay!No! I’m not if I don’t want to be! I can’t let this get to me, no, I’ve already figured out I’m straight, alright!
I close my eyes and take a deep breath and carry on. From his fingers I shift my eyes to his. Now acknowledging my attention to his confusing statement; and thus his eyes, he looks away from the email he’s been working on to casually, and ever so slightly shifts his head to peer back at me from the corner of his eyes.
“Uh
I’m not sure I ffffollow you Mr. Lucien. You do have somebody. You have your wife?” I stutter out more with a questioning inflection then a statement. Then as I think I have it figured out, I start to worry that Mr. Lucien has been feeling the things I’ve felt which made me feel horrible. This was the man that pulled me out of the darkness and dusted me off, saved this lost boy from his demons.Well, most of them anyway.
If he even felt a twinge of sadness I felt at fault that I couldn’t protect the person I loved as a father.As a father, right?
“Are things okay between you and your wife? Are you guys having any problems that I can help sort out? Come on, ha-ha, I’ll be your own personal couple’s counselor. I may be young but my mental age is a lot older than my physical age,” I bark out concerned questions and a small joke in hopes of lightening the atmosphere; which I could almost smell having a hint of fear.
“No, settle down there boss,” He says with a chuckle as he assumes regular posture and turns toward me, then crossing his left leg over his right and leaning back again with his hands intermingled and resting on his stomach. His demeanor seemed light and airy but his face was no poker face. There was nervousness in his eyes and it was throwing me off and making me want to throw up.Oh no, what did I do now? Did I say something that upset him? Did I say something in another class that he caught wind of? Did those fucking bastards up in the office remind him that he wasn’t supposed to be “counseling” me anymore?
“Relax, you did nothing wrong. There’s just something that I wanted to tell you and with the way the conversion has been going, I feel like the time is right,” says Mr. Lucien almost as if he was reading my mind. Granted it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to know when you see a deer in the headlights. But he’s always been able to read my mind. He always knows what’s eating at me and every time is able to assuage the anxiety.
“Well what was it that you wanted to tell me? You know I feel like I can tell you anything so I would want it to be the same for you to me,” I say with an awkward tone. Talking like that, with emotions I mean, always sounds weird to me. Like waiting for the gun to fire and the race to start, he answers.
“Listen, this is important as I’m going to tell you something very personal and risky but I feel comfortable telling you because I trust you, okay?” he finishes with leaning forward and giving me a stern look. I stare blankly at his face and I find myself emotionless. I’m not sure where he’s going with the conversation but I am intrigued and terrified.
“Okay I understand,” I say and swallow hard.
“Alright look
..I’m not really married,” he says plainly and quick. Like a Band-Aid. I’m caught off guard, granted I wasn’t really expecting anything. I sit there and let it set in, like venom slowly courses through a victims veins. I’m not really sure what this means or has to do with anything but I start to notice my silence has him on edge.
“Okay so
..what does that mean? You just made up having a wife, but what for?” I ask. I’m confused as to what any of this means.
“Yes and no. I’m not really married but the woman I claim to be married too does exist; she’s a very good friend of mine and she’s aware of the situation,” he finishes with a smirk. There’s a time of silence as I take in his words and digest them. Why is he telling me this? I wouldn’t care if he was married or not.
“Okay I gotcha, but why would you have to go around with such a façade? And do your family and friends know?” I finally ask.
“Yes my family and close friends know. Honestly, the reason I do it is because I’m 41 years old and not married. I don’t really want any students or fellow teachers prying into my life and having any hasty assumptions. You have a job, you know what it’s like with coworkers asking questions about your personal life,” he explains. This confuses me more.
“Why does a ring define whether you’re married or not when plenty of people go around without sporting any type of wedding band,” I assert. “I mean no one is going to just come up and interrogate you and ask why you don’t have a wedding ring or anything. I mean what could not having a wedding ring on infer anyway?” I ask rhetorically. But almost as soon as I say that I remember his comment about people making hasty assumptions and it hits me However I’m not sure, there’s a couple things it could mean. I need him to confirm it “There is more to you just not being married, isn’t there?” I ask nervously. I already think I know what he’s going to say. But how do I feel about it?
“Yes there is,” he says shyly, almost like a chastised child. It’s at this time that I notice how close he has rolled his chair to mine. How he’s leaning forward with his elbows on his thighs and his hands cupped together and a look in his eyes. But what kind of look is it? Lust? Desire?
Clang! The metal filing cabinet screams as his chair rolls back into it and Mr. Lucien is hunched over, cupping my face and pressing his lips again mine. So many thoughts are rushing through my head, and so much electricity rushing through my body. Is this right? He’s a teacher for Christ sake! Does that even matter though? I mean, you can be friends with anyone and have a relationship with anyone as long as it’s consensual and legal right? Wait, shouldn’t I be enjoying this? I mean it’s the only thing I ever fantasize about when I’m masturbating and when I’m with him. Yes I like this, I want to go so far with him and I want him to take my body over and set my heart free. Wait, am I kissing right? What if I’m not clean enough? Crap how long have I been just sitting here thinking?! Almost on cue, I feel him pull away and hear him fall back into his chair. Fuck! I didn’t react in time.
I slowly open my eyes to see him holding his head and looking down and breathing heavily. And almost as if I’m a fly on the wall I see myself as stiff as a board with my arms at my sides just sitting in my chair. After a minute he looks up and I can see the frustration in his eyes.
“Bryan
I am so sorry. I didn’t mean for any of that to happen,” He says as he looks into my petrified eyes. I can’t be scared now, quick! Answer, don’t leave him hanging there.
“It’s okay,” I say in a sigh of relief to show him that I wasn’t disturbed by it. But what if he was? Then why would he have risked such a brash move? Obviously he has some attraction towards you Bryan, think rationally please. Then, what couldn’t have been more than an act of God taking over my body I scoot forward and put my hand on his thigh. Oh it’s so warm, so strong; I can feel it flex and tense up from not only the anxiety of the moment but from my touch. Then I lean in ever so slightly and say in a more confident and seductive tone, “It’s fine with me.”
Then it happens the way that I’ve always fantasized it to. He fires forward and puts his mouth on mine as he grabs my arms and lifts me up and slams me into the wall behind us. I let out a grunt as the force he threw me back with was stronger than I anticipated. Granted I didn’t anticipate any of this.
“Sorry, didn’t mean to do that so hard,” he breathes out the side of his mouth as he begins to move his arms from my shoulders to my hips. I can feels his hands trembling but they steady and then the warmth hits me through my shirt. I can feel the restraint that he’s holding back. He wants more. I want more. I want him to taste me; I want to taste him. Our mouths wrap around one another as our lips slide back and forth. I slowly initiate my tongue onto his. I taste the softest moan from the back of his throat as he graciously accepts my tongue with a hug from his. My tongue slides around his mouth and against his tongue, ours mouths getting wetter and hotter. It’s hard to control our breath as we are both practically panting.
“Am I kissing well enough?” I gasp as I was able to pull away to ask my ever pressing anxiety induced question.
“You’re kissing fine, excellent to be exact. Relax,” he pulls away to assuage my growing fear. Then we’re both right back at it. We continue our teenage make-out session for about five minutes before he starts to get antsy. His hands haven’t moved much from my hips and sides and my hands have been resting on his shoulders. Again I attribute my courage to a moment of God using me as a vessel but I pull my arms from his shoulders and slide them under his and down to his hips and I pull him in. Immediately as I try to pull him in I feel a poking resistance at my lower abdomen. I pull from his mouth and look down to figure out what is keeping us from getting closer. I’m flabbergasted at the sight of a remarkably large bulge pushing against me.
“Sorry. Here, let me move that out of the way,” Mr. Lucien says with a chuckle as he reaches down and shifts his member to the side and then finishes what I tried to do by pressing up close to me and staring into my eyes. I find myself frozen and nervous. My heart starts to beat fast and I feel a warm flush start to consume me. “Your heart is beating like a humming bird. Relax, we don’t have to do anything at all, we can just go back to sitting down and talking, this was more than I expected to happen,” he breaths in a whisper to me which has me swooning.
“No, no. I want to do this. I just
I’m really nervous,” I say in a pant. He reaches up and rubs my head with his hand and smiles.
“Yeah so am I,” he admits. This has me confused because he’s had to of done this a hundred times. Well not with an old student at least. We resume kissing while he returns his hands to my hips, although this time he starts to rub them up and down. Even goes further by moving them to my chest and even stopping at my nipples and giving them a small tweak which cause me to grunt into his mouth. I can tell this turns him on because each time I moan his penis flexes and thickens and I can feel its strength through my pants against my leg. It’s with this action that I can tell things are about to get heated. He drops his hands from my nipples and goes right to the bottom of my shirt and begins to lift it up. While his one hand moves my shirt the other snakes its way under and presses against my stomach. At first I’m greeted by a cold touch but it was just the shock of someone else touching me so intimately. An instant after I feel the warmth penetrate my skin. The touch of his hands is not as rugged and calloused as I had thought but surprisingly soft.
As our mouths dance he slides his other hand under my shirt and both my nipples make acquaintance with his soft finger tips. The circular motion of his thumbs around my nipples pushes me past my limit. I begin to let out moans and feel my legs begin to shake. Mr. Lucien senses my rising excitement and removes his left hand from my chest and places it on my lower back pulling me ever closer to him. Now both of our erect members are pressing against each other. I feel his hard sex against my stomach as Mr. Lucien towers over my average 5’9” frame with his tall 6’0” stature. Mr. Lucien moves from my mouth and skates his tongue down my neck to my clavicle and begins to suck and nibble. Oh my God! Something can’t possibly feel this good can it? My legs begin to buckle and I’m astonished to find myself slipping down the wall. With his hand still on my lower back, Mr. Lucien pulls me back up.
“Oh wow! What was that?” He exclaims. He too found my reaction to his biting curious.
“I don’t know, that just felt really good!” I let out in a chuckle. My face begins to flush red with embarrassment. Jesus I can’t believe I just did that. He’s going to think I’m some kind of virgin that doesn’t know how to engage in sexual acts. You are though you idiot. But still, not like I don’t know how to do things.
“Hey, don’t feel embarrassed,” he says in a calming voice, again being able to read me like a book. “That was really hot! I wish my body was that sensitive.”
“Hehe I’m sure you’ve got some sensitive spots of your own,” I say in a seductive chuckle and feeling my confidence start to rise as I reach down and grab his crouch. Oh. My. God. His dick
it’s huge! Really? You’ve got to be kidding me, and so are his balls! It’s almost clichĂ©! It was obvious that he could sense my shock and amazement and started to laugh.
“What’s that look on your face for?” Mr. Lucien asks in a humorous tone.
“Err, nothing,” I stammer. “It’s just your
dick is really big.”
“Oh you think? I never really thought about it but I guess you’re right,” He admits modestly looking down at his bulge in my hand. “I can’t say I’ve heard many people compliment me on the size of my penis.”
“Well it’s huge,” I assert as I begin to move back in for his mouth while fiddling my fingers around the head of his dick through his pants. I move my hand up and begin to undo his belt which of course feels like a fricking rubics cube but I’m able to finally get it off. I then undo his button and pull his zipper down to find short black square cut briefs that further reveal his large member and a wet spot at the tip of his penis. “Well someone is excited,” I tease.
“You have no idea Bryan,” he says. “I’m just overwhelmed that this is all happening. But don’t get me wrong, I’m incredibly happy that it is,” he finishes.
“Yeah, so am I,” I whisper. “I really want this to happen,” I admit.
“Oh don’t you worry, it’s going to,” he declares. And with that, he’s changed, turning me around and pushing me against the wall again and making it a point to be forceful to show me that he’s in charge. Mr. Lucien is now leaning on my back and kissing the back of my neck while his left hand holds my chest and his right hand is on my lower abdomen pulling my waist towards his as he starts to thrust his crouch slowly and gently against my butt. His pants begin to slide down his legs as I hear the clank of the metal belt buckle hit the floor. The thrusting begins to pick up the pace and soon Mr. Lucien is humping against me hard while now biting my earlobe and breathing into my ear. I can’t help but moan. Soon he is slowly down to a rhythmic heart beat and then finally he thrusts one final time and takes his right hand and pushes my head against the wall and his hips pin my body to the wall and he whispers into my ear, his person completely different.
“Are you ready Bryan?” he’s asks while pressing his body up against mine, and rubbing my head with his fingertips. God those fingers. He licks my earlobe which makes me lose my breath.
“Y
yes,” I murmur. I don’t know what he’s going to do next but my body trembles and my breath quickens. He must’ve been able to sense my apprehension and starts sliding his large sex up and down in between my buttocks. I look back and down through the corner of my eye and I can see his erect penis pop straight out over the band of his underwear. I glance up to lock eyes with his and he’s flashing a most mischievous smirk.
“Good because this is going inside of you, boy,” He says as he stares intensely into my eyes. Immediately I’m putty in his hands and he has me swooning. The gaze from his eyes and those strong, erotic words he just blurted out put me over the top. I lean back and twist around, grabbing his head and kiss him. Hard.
“I want you to fuck me now Mr. Lucien,” I beg in an overly receiving way after I move my mouth from his. Then he’s off, sliding his body down my back like a slide and on his knees in one quick graceful motion, pulling my pants down roughly along with my underwear which kind of hurt my hips as the belt was forced off too. I can tell he did it on purpose because he looked up and did his trademark charming wink. Sweet Jesus that damn wink of his. It’s so reassuring and
what? Caring? All that matters is the way it makes me feel, I tell myself.
“Holy fuck!” he gasps with his mouth agape. His statement startles and scares me.
“What?! What is it?” I yelp in a frightened tone as I swing myself around to look at him and in the process, slap him in the face with my penis. Oh my god! Did that seriously just fucking happen? Oh man I’m so embarrassed, I need to end this. Something is obviously wrong with me and really? That really just happened?
“Ahhahahahaha!” Mr. Lucien laughs as he rolls up from the balls of his feet and springs up in front of me, still erect as a lead pipe. “I was going to say that you have the sweetest looking ass I’ve ever seen,” he says in a chuckle, still reeling from me slapping him in the face with my dick. My face is in my hands, beat red from slapping him and from his compliment. He places his hand on my chin and lifts my head up and smiles. “Relax, that was cute what you did and take the compliment, I mean it. Your butt is amazing. It’s cute, fuzzy, and round,” he says reassuringly. I can’t help but smile at his comment.
“That’s the cat that swallowed the canary smile I like,” he jests as he leans forward and pecks a kiss from my lips. “Now, if you’ll turn back around
” he stops and grabs my body and flips me around, again pushing me up against the wall. “
I’m going to eat that sweet ass of yours,” he whispers into my ear. He licks my ear and then slides his tongue all the way down my back to the beginning of my crack and then stops. He places both his hands on my cheeks and spreads my ass apart which makes me gasp and clench. “I see you winking at me,” he breathes in a whisper into my ass. His warm breath gives me goose bumps all over. I look back and see he’s looking up back at me. I swallow hard and while still looking into my eyes, he dives into my eager ass with his hungry tongue. Oh my God this feels so good! I scream in my head as he munches on my asshole. I can feel his warm and wet tongue circle and probe my hole which makes me moan and tighten. I can tell he likes it because he squeezes my ass and moans every time I do it.
“That feels so good Mr. Lucien,” I breathe in a hushed tone.
“Yeah you like that don’t you?” he mutters and smacks my ass and then rubs it to lessen the sting. He then peels my ass open again and spits onto the hole following it with his tongue again and I can feel him pushing spit into my hole. He flicks his tongue a couple of times before he leans back resting his backside on his heels, admiring his work.
“God your hole is so pink and soft looking,” He says with a scoff of disbelief and then springs up back to my ear and whispers again. “Okay Bryan, get ready,” he says as he rubs his finger around my hole and moves his spit around. He then takes his left hand and grabs my jaw and opens my mouth. My stomach starts to stir with this action. Such dominance he exerts over me has me yearning for him to completely over power me. Taking his right hand he puts his first two fingers on my lips.“Suck on my fingers, get them nice and wet,” he demands. Oh God this is too much. I feel like I’m going to burst!
“Yes sir,” is all I’m able to whisper out of my mouth before he slides his fingers in and closes his eyes and moans. Hmm, they taste sweet.
“Oh man your mouth is so warm and wet. This will do nicely,” he points out. I suck on his fingers for a few moments before he’s turning me around again, taking his fingers out of my mouth and starting to rub my hole. He begins to tap it and press the tip of his point finger slowly in and out.
“Holy fuck!” I stammer. God this feels so good. It’s driving me crazy. I want this man so badly that I feel the desire tingling all the way down to my belly and my crotch and most interestingly, my asshole. I look back and he’s looking down at what he’s doing and he has an adorable smirk on his face. My heart starts to beat fast. Do I love this man? I’ve known him for six years and we’ve been close the entire time. He knows me better and more emotionally than anyone else. I close my eyes and remove the thoughts as best I can. Best not to think about those things right now.
It’s then that he is looking up at me and smiles with a slight chuckle. He winks and then slides his entire finger into my butt. I squeeze my eyes, wince and moan from the sudden rush of sensation. This is all as new to me as I’ve never had anything up there really. I mean I’ve put my finger up there before maybe once or twice but my finger is so much smaller than his. He pulls his finger out immediately after putting it in.
“Sorry Bry,” He says with concern in his eyes.
“It’s okay, I’m just new to that, but I like it,” I blush.
“I can tell,” He mumbles with closed eyes as he comes back up bringing his face close to mine. He’s now slightly to my left, as he leans in to my ear and whispers, “I want to take your virginity Bryan.”Gulp.
He kicks off his shoes and pants quickly but leaves his underwear on under his huge scrotum and around his buttocks. He slides behind me putting his right hand in between my shoulder blades, holding me against the wall and I hear him spit and then hear a squishing sound of him rubbing his penis with his other hand. My anticipation is building up to a breaking point. I’m sweating so much, my palms slide down the wall he has me pinned against. He places his moist hand on my hip and squeezes while his hand on my back snakes to my neck.
“Are you going to do that again? If so, give me a little heads up,” I chuckle. Again he’s back to my ear.
“Like I said, I want your virginity
” he pauses to kiss my ear. “
all of it,” he finishes with a hushed rasp to his voice. With that he presses the head of his cock to my asshole.“I’m so sorry baby, but this is going to hurt,” he says empathetically. He leans forward and quickly whispers into the back of my head, “relax and push your hole out.”With the ending flick of his tongue forming the T of the word against his teeth he thrusts deep inside me. And I scream.

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Fantasy

Suck Him!

Hank was tied up and couldn’t move, his legs held apart by a bar, arms tied behind his back and then to another bar above his head. “Ok, bitch”, Paul said to him, “time to have some fun!’ “Suck his dick,” he ordered as Bill moved his dick towards his face. “Go to hell!” he said pulling his face away. “Ahhh” he moaned as Paul slapped his dick hard. “I said suck, bitch!” Bill moved in again, and again he moved his head only to get another hard slap across his dick and balls. “We can do this all night mother fucker,” said Paul as he squeezed one of Hanks nipples between his fingers. “In fact you’re going to beg him to let you suck his dick before we’re through!”
“The hell I am,” he proclaimed. Smack, came another hard blow to his dick, fallowed by two more. Paul then grabbed his dick hard. It felt like he would pull it right off of him. He yanked it again, then held it up and smacked his balls a few times. “Are you ready to suck Bitch”, he asked. “Fuck you” Hank answered. “Oh don’t worry, you will” said Paul laughing.
Paul stepped away for a few minutes, leaving Bill alone with him. “You know you really should do what he ask”, he said. “I fought for a long time too, but all it got me was a lot of pain. And once you get used to it, it can really feel good. Here let me show you.” Bill leaned down and took Hanks dick in his mouth and began to suck.
“Get the fuck away from me you fag!” screamed Hank. He hated knowing some guy had his dick in his mouth. And he hated it even more that after all the hits he had taken it actually felt good.
“Get the hell away from him!” ordered Paul as he stepped back into the room. “I never told you, you could suck him.” “Sorry sir”, answered Bill, holding his head down. “Part your legs”, ordered Paul. Bill did as ordered, standing straight up with his legs parted. Smack! Paul’s hand came down hard on his dick. “Don’t ever think you can do as you want bitch!” he said and spit in his face.
“Now, where was I”, he said to himself as he reached into the box he had brought into the room with him. Reaching in he pulled out some nipple clamps. He squeezed Hanks nipples hard, first one then the other, leaned over and took them in turn into his mouth and sucked hard. Then taking a clamp in one hand and Hanks nipple in the other he let the clamps teeth bite down. “Ahhhhh”, yelled Hank. The pain was intense. He had used them on women before, and now he was finally seeing what it was like.
“You probably think I’m going to ask you to suck his dick again, but I’m not. In fact I’m not going to let you suck it, until you beg for it!” he said as he slapped Hanks dick again. Paul continued hitting on his dick and balls for what seemed like forever. He dick throbbed with so much paid, he almost forgot about the nipple clamps hanging from his chest.
The whole time Bill just stood there watching and stroking his dick and balls. It was beginning to look like Paul may not be able to break him.
“Come here bitch”, he ordered Bill, “Suck my dick.” Bill kneeled, taking Paul’s dick in his mouth and began to suck him deep and hard. “Harder, deeper, gag on it!” he ordered, while continuing to slap Hanks dick all the while he was being sucked. Bill could feel Paul’s dick begin to jerk in his mouth and knew he was about to come. He prepared himself for the load he would be required to swallow, when suddenly Paul pulled his dick out, turned towards Hank, and shoot his load all over Hanks dick.
“There that’s what you needed Bitch, a little cum. Now you can be a real cum whore.”, he said grabbing Hanks dick and rubbing the cum into it. “Ok, we’re getting closer.” He announced. “You’ve had your dick in another man’s mouth, you’ve had cum on you, we’ll that’s two. Now its time to get fucked in the ass!” “No, no, no”, pleaded Hank in desperation, as he watched Paul pull a huge 3-inch wide dildo out of the box and lube it.
Paul walked around behind him and began spreading his ass cheeks. “Keep smacking his dick while I fuck his ass”, he ordered. Hank felt intense pain as Paul began to push the huge toy against his but hole. “Ahhhhhhh” he yelled, “stop, please!” “You know what it’s going to take to make me stop bitch.” Paul answered as the fake dick began to penetrate his ass. “Ahhhhhh”, he continued to scream and pleaded for him to stop. “I’m gonna fucking rip your ass up bitch” was Paul’s only response.
“Ok, ok, just stop,” said Hank, in a desperate attempt to make the pain stop. “Ok, what bitch?” “Ok, I’ll do it, just stop” he answer. Paul pushed the rubber dick in further. “Ahhhhhhh, stop I said I would do it” yelled Hank. “No way bitch, you don’t get off that easy, you got to beg for Bills dick! Beg him to let you suck him,” answered Paul shoving it in a little more.
Bill was getting really excited at this point. He like watching Paul shove the huge dildo into Hanks ass. Liked the thought of sticking his dick into Hanks virgin mouth, and the more excited he got the harder he smacked Hanks dick, and the harder his own now throbbing dick got.
“Ahhhhhhhh” Hank screamed again, reacting to the increased pressure of Bill’s slaps. “Ok, just stop! I’ll do anything, just please stop.” “Say it bitch, you know what I want to hear” ordered Paul. Hank took a breath, still reluctant, but the next push into his ass finally did it.
“Let me suck your dick” he said. Paul continued the assault on his ass, “Not good enough, you have to beg. You have to sound like a filthy little cum whore and beg for his dick.”
“Ahhhhhhhhh” the pain was unbearable. “Please, please let me suck your dick.” “Ahhhhhhh” Paul still had not stopped. “Make it dirty whore,” he ordered.
“Please, please let me suck your fucking hard dick. I want your big hard dick in my mouth. I want you to fuck my mouth like a pussy. Jam your dick in my mouth till you shoot your cum and make me drink it” he was desperate to make Paul stop. “Fuck my mouth, please”
“Ok” said Paul he stopped pushing into Hanks ass, but still didn’t pull it out. Bill walked in front of Hank and offered his dick. “Suck it bitch” ordered Paul, and this time Hank eagerly engulfed Bills dick with his mouth. “That’s a good little cum whore” said Paul watching him devour Bills dick, and with his own growing hard again.
“I can bring you pleasure or pain,” he said, as he kneeled and took Hanks aching dick into his own mouth. Paul loved to suck dick, and years of practice had made him an expert. Soon Hanks dick was hard and throbbing eager to explode. “See how much you like it, see how hard your fucking dick can get in another man’s mouth” he said, pulling Hanks dick out momentarily.
Bills dick was throbbing now. On the verge, he jammed his dick hard into Hanks mouth, and then began to spit his cum into Hanks now willing mouth. Moments later, Hank’s dick began to jerk and sputter. But instead of drinking is cum, Paul stood up and let it all spit onto his own dick. “Oh, yea, that’s it whore, cover me with your cum” moaned Paul, now rubbing all over his dick.
Pushing Bill aside, he brought is cum covered dick to Hanks mouth. “Beg me to let you suck your cum off my dick bitch” he ordered.
“Please, please let me suck my cum off your dick” answered the now broken Hank. “Not filthy enough whore” snapped Paul as he slapped him. “Please, please I just want to suck my cum off your dick while you fuck my mouth. I want to drink my dirty fucking cum off your hard fucking dick until you cum in my filthy mouth.” With that Paul brought his dick to Hanks lips, “lick it off whore, lick your cum off first, then I’ll let you suck me.”
Hank stuck his tongue out and dutifully began to like his cum off Paul’ swollen dick. He knew now he would always be Paul’s bitch. He thought about what Paul might do to him next as he lapped up the salty sticky goo.

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Fantasy

The Fishing Trip

It was 30 minutes till shift change and 3 of the younger officers were joking around talking about their last fishing trip and their next trip as I was finishing changing into my uniform. It sounded like they had had fun fishing and splashing around in the water as they camped out. “Hey Jerry, mind if I tag along this weekend?” I called out. There was a pause then came my reply. “Sure Rick no problem old man.” Gus yelled back. I thanked them and headed off for roll call and my post later Todd came by with and gave me a note with what to bring. “Here old man we leave Friday after shift.” He said with a smile. I smiled Back thinking, “like I’ve never been camping.”
Friday came and we were ready, I had the beer, food, pole, sleeping bag and anything else I thought we needed. They checked out the back of the truck and nodded; guess me being 47 and the oldest of the group I didn’t know what to bring. Jerry was a black man, 29 stood 6-2 and weighed around 211 lbs and muscular. Todd was white 27, 5-10 and 196 lbs as Gus was Hispanic, 33, 5-9, 200 lbs with a temper at times. Hell these guys could take care of me if anything happened and it did but not what I had thought of.
We had driven well off the beaten path and found a nice clearing by the river outside of Brunswick to set up camp. When it was up we all took an early dip in the chilly water splashing and wrestling like a bunch of boys playing hooky. It was al fun until Jerry grabbed me from behind, one arm over my shoulder and across my chest while with the other hand he came up between my legs and grabbed my balls and cock. He held me tight as I struggled and yelled. “What the fuck?” “That’s it man
I m gonna fuck your ass and you’re gonna love it!” Jerry hissed as Todd and Gus grabbed my arms. I struggled to get free and Jerry pulled my trunks down. “Let me go you bastards!” I yelled struggling in the hip deep water.
In one massive hard thrust Jerry buried every inch of his black monstrous cock in my tight ass with his bulbous head ramming passed my ring and plunging deep into my ass. I screamed out in pain as he spread me wide and Jerry laughed as his balls banged into my butt. Gus and Todd were laughing at the pain in my face as Jerry started pumping his stiff hard dick in and out of me. “Damn he must be 12 or 14 inches long and thick!” I thought as he fucked me with his hot pipe almost pulling all the way out then slamming it back in. “Welcome to the fishing hole.” Todd laughed as he Gus held my arms tight.
My face contorted and I gasped for air as Jerry held fast to my hips and fucked me like a bitch. Slowly I started to relax and pushed back meeting his thrusts as I got hammered good; it had been a long time, a very long time since my wife had passed and she used to finger me while sucking me. “Hey the old man likes it.” Gus called out feeling the change in me and he was right, it felt good, erotic having a man’s cock up m ass. Jerry slowed and we all moved to the edge of the river where I was forced to my knees. Then I was introduced to Todd’s cock all 7 inches of cut white cock as he stuffed it into my mouth. Jerry continued to bang my ass as I gagged and choked on Todd’s meat. I tried to do what Luci had done to me and slowly started getting the hang of it because Todd started moaning.
Jerry was pumping away deep inside my ass when I felt stiffen and his cock jerk inside me then he unloaded his hot cum filling as I moaned around Todd’s cock. As soon as Jerry pulled out Gus stuffed his fat 8 inch Hispanic dick deep into my sore well lubed ass and I pushed back to meet him. He was fat and stretched my ass wide till I thought he would tear me open, but I want him all the way in me. Todd had set himself a good steady rhythm fucking my mouth as he held my head, all the fight had left me and I held onto Todd’s hips. “Damn, he is a bitch!” Jerry said listening to the slurpy moans that escaped my lips as I sucked hungrily. I could now see that 11 inch monster that had violated my ass and I wanted it in my mouth. Todd started to tense up and pulled out. “Not yet old man I want some of that sweet ass.” He said as I tried to hold him in my mouth. Jerry smiled and stepped up in front of me and I grabbed his dark meat and pulled him towards me. “Damn I was a bitch, a bitch in heat wanting these guys to fuck the hell out of me.” I thought as stuffed Jerry in my mouth.
Jerry grabbed the side of my head and started feeding me his beautiful cock. Gus’ fat cock filled my hole and he started and fucked me hard as Jerry forced his cock down my throat. It didn’t Gus long before blasted me full of his cum and then Todd took his place jamming his cock deep. He hammered away at me pulling his cock out and then slamming it back in as Jerry fucked my face. When Todd was ready to cum he pulled out and shot all over my ass then plunged back in. Jerry pulled out of my mouth and let go of me as Todd pulled out and walked away. I collapsed to the ground with a hard dick and a well used ass and mouth, I was sore and wanted more but all I could do was lay there after the best damn fuck I had ever known. After a little while we slipped back into the water and washed off then sat around a fire drinking and talking about what had just happened.
I confessed that I had loved it; “Damn boys I have never been with a man before and I loved the way you filled my ass and throat. Shit, I want more guys; I want you to fuck my brains out.” They smiled, “Wait till tonight!” Gus said laughing. That night they pulled out cuffs, whips, clamps and other toys and I became their bitch to do with as they pleased. I was tied over a log and sucked Gus’ fat cock as Todd whipped my ass. My hands were cuffed behind me and forced to lick Todd’s ass as I rode Jerry’s cock. Todd tied me to a tree and fucked me hard as he bit my shoulder. Gus pushed me on my back lifted my legs and drove his pipe deep. I moaned, groaned and begged for more and they gave me all they had. We fell asleep all tangled together and the next morning it started all over again. That was the best fishing trip I have ever been on.
To bad people get transferred, locked up, and move away. It’s been a long time since my buddies left but I have my dreams.

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becoming the right hand

this is my first story. there’s a lot of background i didn’ include but this is the only way i could write it, sorry, tips are appreciated.
Terran was nervous.
He had been called to meet with his captain and he knew why. He was not in trouble, he’d had been one of the few men to stand when they had been asked who was willing to do what was necessary to be the captains new right hand.
Terrans captain was different from the rest, he was….odd. To be his right hand you had to abide by his religious beliefs and be his partner as well. He didn’t trust normal warriors enough to let them have a voice come decision making time, he had to trust them on a spiritual level. All of the men knew what this entailed. Which is why only three men rose from their knees and stood at full attention in front of all the others.
Terran had been the one he chose, he told himself this over and over again to calm his nerves. His reasons for standing were mixed. He did want a higher position in the Rat army, but he was also very interested in his captain and his…preferences.
The captains tent loomed before him and he wondered what waited for him behind this curtain, how would his future with the other men be if he accepted the position after their first interview, They would all know what went on between him and his captain behind this curtain. He swallowed the lump that had formed in his throat and pulled the curtain to the side.
The captain was sitting on his knees behind a short table. His long blond hair was loose, Terran had never seen it out of it’s usual braided pony tail. His face really was too beautiful to belong to a man, his lips were soft and pink, his nose was straight and not too long, and his chin was rounded but still strong. Terran would never openly admit it to himself but he was very attracted to his captain.
The captain noticed Terran standing in the door way, staring at him. He gave him a stunning smile and waved him in. Terran walked to his captain and sat down next to him stiffly. The captain turned to him.
“First we’re going to have some tea, and then we will continue with the interview. But before that I have to be sure you fully understand what comes with this position.” The captain said, looking meaningfully into the young warriors eyes.
“I know what you require of your right hands and I’m aware of the way you’re religion works.” Terran said, trying to convince the both of them he was confident and ready for what was coming. The captain smiled again.
“What I ask of my right hands does not come from my religion, it comes from my own self, it comes from my need to be able to completely trust them. My religion is just more accepting than yours. Or the common religion of the warriors, I should say, I don’t know if you actually follow it.” He explained.
“I do, but I’m afraid I’ll have to abandon it for this position.” Terran replied.
“And you’re ready to do that?” The captain asked. Terran nodded.
The two had their tea and made polite conversation. Terran was feeling much more comfortable by the time the captain was ready to proceed.
“You have to assure me that you’re ready for our full interview, because once we start I will not stop.” The captain warned.
“I’m ready, sir.” Terran said bravely, the captain admired it.
The captains hand rose to touch Terran’s’ cheek. He stroked it a few times looking over the young mans face appreciatively. It was lovely, rugged but still smooth with youth. His lips were rough from dessert winds but given some time and proper care they’d soon be full and moist. He stroked the bottom lip and the boys breath caught in his throat. The captain knew from that moment he’d made the right choice. If they boy hadn’t reacted to the tender touches then he was only looking for a better position and couldn’t be trusted.
The captain slid his hand around to the back of the boys head and pulled their faces close together, close enough for their noses to be touching. “I need to stop thinking of him as a boy. He’s not, even if he does seem as innocent as one.” He thought to himself.
“You’re sure you want this?” He asked the young man. Terran nodded quickly.
The captain leaned in and brushed his lips against the boys. He jerked back at first but the captain held his head steady and laid a full kiss on him. He stayed like that until he felt the boy relax slightly, then pushed him farther. He sucked on the boys bottom lip and wrapped his other arm tightly around the boys back. He tensed again and tried to wiggle out of the captains grip. The captain pulled back without releasing him.
“I warned you that I wouldn’t stop once we’ve started, just try and relax. Have you ever been with a woman.?” He asked, the boy shook his head shyly. The captain smiled. “Then I suppose you can’t think of one of them.” he said and went back to sucking on the boys bottom lip.
Eventually the boy did relax. he parted his lips slightly and the captain swooped in. He claimed the boys mouth and gently stroked Terran’s tongue with his own. When the boy started to return the kiss he loosened his grip around his middle, moved his hand farther down, and began to rub they boys hip with his thumb. His hand was still in the boys hair and he used this hand to gently direct him to lay down on the floor.
Terran was still shocked he was in this position at all. His captain was on top of him one hand wrapped in his hair, the other firmly grasping his hip, and his tong was in his mouth. The captains mouth tasted sweet like the tea they’d been drinking and his soft blond hair fell onto Terran’s face in incense perfumed waves. He wasn’t sure what to do with his hands, so he wrapped his arms around the older mans neck. The captain smiled into the kiss and moved from the boys mouth to his neck.
The nipping and sucking that followed nearly drove Terran insane, he wanted it to last as long as it could, but he also wanted to move on to what ever was coming next. He’d been so caught up with the trail of fire the captain was leaving along his collar that he hadn’t noticed the captain trying to pull his shirt off. Terran helped him get it the rest of the way off and the captain went right to his nipples. Soon they were erect and sensitive. Every time the captains tongue moved across one of them he had to fight back a moan. Which ever nipple wasn’t in the captains mouth was being stroked lovingly by the hand that was not in Terran’s hair.
The captain pulled away and put his mouth next to Terran’s ear. “We should move to the bed.” he whispered giving the lobe a quick nip. Terran began to stand up but in his disoriented state he apparently wasn’t moving fast enough for the captain, who bent down and picked him up. He laid Terran down on the bed gently, kissing his lips before undressing them both.
He then climbed on top of the young man. Their naked bodies tangled around each other and they lost themselves in a flurry of hot kisses. The captain pulled away again to work his way down. He spared sometime for each nipple and continued down leaving a trail of kisses. Terran’s manhood was standing tall and the captain massaged the skin around the base with his tong while rubbing Terran’s sides and lower stomach.
Terran couldn’t contain his moans now and they fell from his lips one right after the other. The captain kissed his way to the top of Terran’s member and began to lick small circles around the tip. Terran threw his head back in ecstasy. The captain moved on to take the tip wholly into his mouth and ran his tong around it slowly. He got Terran nearly there before stopping. Terran gave him a desperate look, but the captain just smiled and reached for a small gold tin next to his bed.
He laid it down next to his knee and picked up Terran’s legs. He put them onto his shoulders, parted just enough for Terran’s cheeks to stay parted. He picked up the tin and removed the lid.
Inside there was a light green jell that smelled wonderful. The captain took some into his hand and warmed it up before applying it to Terran’s hole. He began by gently massaging the outside of his hole with it and slowly worked with the pucker. Before he went any farther he took some time to admire the small pink thing. It had obviously never been used and was perfect.
He began to work one finger into the hole. Terran squirmed and made small noises of protest. The captain kept going.
“Shh. Just relax and let it in, the more you resist the longer the feeling of wrongness will last. The jelly should take effect soon anyway.” He calmly told His young companion.
Terran tried his hardest to relax but the feeling was just too foreign. But the captain was right, soon the jelly began to tingle warmly and he felt his muscles relax.
The captains finger went in slowly and he moved it around to open him up a little. After he felt that the jelly was taking effect inside too he began putting in a second finger and Terran moaned loudly. When he got it in he began to work with Terran’s hole again drawing another moan from him.
Terran felt his hole stretch with the addition of the second finger, with the help of the jelly it felt amazing right off the bat. He’d been told by a warrior that knew the captains last right hand that it was suppose to hurt the first few times you tried this type of sex. But it didn’t hurt, it was amazing. When the third finger slipped in Terran felt he was going to die if he didn’t soon have the captain himself in him, he’d never been so desperate for anything before.
“Captain, please I don’t-ah- I don’t think I can take this much longer, you need to-to, do what you’re going to do.” He begged.
“i will, but I need to make sure you can take it.” He said smiling at the boy. Terran couldn’t find the words he wanted to say so he settled for moaning again.
After a few more moments of torture the captain decided it was time to let the boy have what he wanted, and too fulfill himself as well.
He took a small amount of the jelly into his hand and applied in liberally to himself. He grabbed Terran’s hips and lined everything up. At first he teased the boy by prodding him but never entering. Finally, after listening to the boys desperate whimpers, he began to slowly push himself into the tight hole.
Terran’s mouth flew open as his hole stretched to accommodate the captains large member.
He didn’t even moan, he couldn’t. This, this hurt and he now understood why the captain wanted him ready. His manhood was very thick and long, Terran wasn’t sure he could take it all. But after it was all in he was able to take a breath and close his mouth. He was settling into the fullness, the pain faded away. suddenly he didn’t want the fullness to go away. But then the captain started to move, in and out, slowly and with precision. Every time he moved back into Terran he hit a spot that sent waves of pleasure shooting through his body.
The slow pace was pleasant, but the captain was having a hard time not shoving into the boy with all of his strength. He looked at they boys face which was twisted in pleasure; his mouth hung open and he was panting heavily, he moaned continuously. The captain decided to throw his control to the wind and pulled out until only the tip was in and rammed himself into the young boy as hard as he could. Terran yelled and the captain stopped.
“Did I hurt you?” he asked, panting. Terran shook his head.
“No, keep going.” he panted.
The captain started to ram into him again, still hitting that spot. He was moaning loudly and wished he could do something to stop it, he was sure everyone could hear him. The captain on the other hand wasn’t making any noise except for a few labored breaths. He caught Terran staring at him and the locked eyes.
“You were the perfect choice, Terran.” the captain said, puffing after each word. He then grabbed Terran’s manhood and began to pump up and down in time with his thrusts. The combination was enough to set Terran off. He came long and hard, covering his stomach in white strings.
It only took a few more thrusts for the captain after seeing the boys face screwed up in orgasm. He gave a few more thrusts as he was cumming inside this lovely young boy, yes he had chosen right.
Terran felt the warmth shooting out of the captain fill his hole and loved it. The captain pulled out, leaving him empty, and wiped them both clean before crawling up next to Terran and pulling him into his arms.
He was worn out, it was his first time after all, and soon Terran was asleep in his captains arms. He brushed the curly dark hair out of they boys face and kissed his sweaty cheek before settling down to sleep himself.
“I’ll have to remember to tell him to call me Ren from now on.” he thought to himself as he drifted off to sleep.

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