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2004

Chosen to Suffer, Part 2: The Encoreby Jimmy Gordon / jimmygor@optonline.netThe text message came up on my cell phone around 4:00 Tuesday. Dale sent me a web address, and instructions to log on that evening at precisely 11:00. I was pretty agitated by the time my appointment on line rolled around. Dale was exceptionally good-looking, but more, he was incredibly powerful. Obviously a... read more

I woke up Saturday morning to the sound of the tractor. I looked over at the clock and it read 8:30. I never sleep that late. Dad must be mowing. I looked out my window and saw him with a cup of coffee on the tractor. He was in his favorite cutoffs. They were my favorite cut offs too--little did he know. They showed off dad's ass perfectly and were short (as all shorts were short in the... read more

I stayed out in the shop for about an hour. Not knowing if it was safe to go in the house or not. I finally gathered up my courage and headed in. It was getting dark and when I went in the front room all the lights were off. Dad was sitting in his chair in front of the TV. with another beer. The TV was on but the sound was off. He was just staring at it sipping on his long neck every now and... read more

It was 1972. May to be exact. School was out and I had nothing to do but chores around our house. Our house was on an old farm my grandparents left to my dad, Travis, in Southwestern Texas. Dad leased out most of the land to people who still farmed and we lived on about 4 acres. The house was a typical farmhouse from the twenties. In back it had a large two-car garage with a workshop attached.... read more

controlone James was impressed beyond words. It was very unusual for the head of the Organization to affix the icon. It was an enormous honor given to only a handful of super achieving senior controllers, and meant that Scott had distinguished himself above and beyond the call of duty. James had a thought in mind, “Scott there is something.” Scott was eager, “Name it. Whatever it... read more

controlone James was impressed beyond words. It was very unusual for the head of the Organization to affix the icon. It was an enormous honor given to only a handful of super achieving senior controllers, and meant that Scott had distinguished himself above and beyond the call of duty. James had a thought in mind, “Scott there is something.” Scott was eager, “Name it. Whatever it... read more

controlone After several minutes of lascivious foot play Scott opened his eyes and found James staring up at him. He smiled down at the boy lapping at his ankle and James said, “Master it would be a pleasure to serve as your pussyboy; to have you fuck my worthless ass cunt; anything to please you sir.” Scott looked to C for guidance. C responded, “You heard the boy. He’ll be crushed if... read more

controlone After several minutes of lascivious foot play Scott opened his eyes and found James staring up at him. He smiled down at the boy lapping at his ankle and James said, “Master it would be a pleasure to serve as your pussyboy; to have you fuck my worthless ass cunt; anything to please you sir.” Scott looked to C for guidance. C responded, “You heard the boy. He’ll be crushed if... read more

While trying to find off-campus housing my first year at the University of Iowa, I met Gordon. He was a natural, hyper-masculine guy who, accompanied by his mother, was looking for an off-campus place to live just like me. Right off I could tell Gordon was hot for my ass. And I do mean my ass. Playing baseball for the Our Lady Queen of Peace High varsity team, combined with my good Polish farm... read more

“Simon Horniman?” asks the nurse behind the hospital’s admission desk. “Simon Peter Horniman?” If Dad’s surname doesn’t crack people up, its combination with those two “holy” personal names usually does the trick. “Yes,” sighs Dad. “That’s me.” “The Doctor will see you in a minute. Please take a seat.” That’s easier said than done. Dad is packing a special load this evening, which is... read more



Face In The Mirror Day 5—Part 1—Roberto and Rick In the Organization’s suite at the posh Los Angeles hotel, Roberto paced back and forth while his charge, the Latino boy singer, knelt naked on the floor, wondering why his master seemed so distraught. It was terribly strange for Roberto to be nervous. He’d spent forty years developing his suave sophistication. At 6’2” tall, 160 lbs,... read more

Surprise For Joe

by cggiym01

Mar 17, 2004

Joe had always wanted to fuck me after I had a load in me. So, I wanted to give him a ride he wouldn’t forget. I called a buddy of mine to stop over and do the dirty deed. I had showered before Ted arrived and was completely cleaned out. Ted rang the doorbell and I answered it completely naked except for a cockring and nipple clamps. I had already put some KY on my hole because I knew this... read more

When we finally made it home from Santa Fe Dad said he was beat. He said he likes to get up at around 5:30 and be at the shop by 6:30 as he opens it at 7:00. He said I could sleep in if I wanted but he expected me at the shop no later than 8:00 am. So here it was 8:30 pm and Dad was going to bed. So much for the beer and deck chat I was hoping for. So I grabbed a couple of books that looked... read more

I was thirteen years old the first time I saw my dad naked. He was in his mid-30s at the time, very muscular, dark brown hair, buzz-cut with flecks of gray especially around the temples. He had just finished taking a shower and was finishing drying himself off in his bedroom. I had gone to his room to ask him if I could go play at my friend's house for the day and I saw him come out of the... read more

I was thirteen years old the first time I saw my dad naked. He was in his mid-30s at the time, very muscular, dark brown hair, buzz-cut with flecks of gray especially around the temples. He had just finished taking a shower and was finishing drying himself off in his bedroom. I had gone to his room to ask him if I could go play at my friend's house for the day and I saw him come out of the... read more

I had had the most peaceful night sleep. The mountain air does that to you I guess. At about 7 am I heard some noise that woke me. The air was cool but the flannel sheet of the bed I was in kept my bare flesh warm. I was reluctant to get up. Through the crack of my door I heard the toilet seat go up and my dad pissing. My morning hard on throbbed. I grabbed my shorts and got up. I swung open my... read more

At the end of fifteen minutes Scott had moved past the middle portion of the wall and was on its far right side. To his left he’d left a growing darkening trail of blood and tissue. The doctors in the audience were guessing back and forth about the actual amount of blood, was it more or less than a pint yet…and there was wild speculation about whether or not he would actually orgasm. Back on... read more

Sunday morning came way too fast. Mom woke me up at 7:30 to make sure I was dressed and ready to go by 8:30. The plane took off at 10 am from Palm Springs Airport. The airport was only 20 minutes from the house but to be safe Mom wanted us there before 9 am. So I showered, through on a pair of cargo shorts loose tee shirt and sandals. Never been much for underwear so I didn't even pack any--just... read more

It was a typically sunny and hot spring day in Palm Springs. I had woken up late for school again and raced out the door without saying goodbye to my mother. I am a junior at Indian Wells High School and my name is Joseph, Joey to my friends. I am pretty popular as well as being a bit of a stud even if I do say so myself. I am on the wrestling team and pretty much am as cocky as I sound. I am... read more

I couldn’t help but notice the two of them. I showed up a week early for freshman year at the University of Iowa. I knew the baseball jock days and jack-off nights that I loved so much at Our Lady Queen of Peace High School in South Beloit were gone forever. It was time to get serious. I was no longer a boy. But I didn’t mind. In truth, I longed for manhood. To me, becoming a man meant I’d... read more



[SUGGESTION: This part will make a lot more sense if you go back and skim the last three pieces of this section. ALSO this last bit is EXTREME, so prepare yourself for some rough stuff. If I believed the violence was gratuitous I wouldn’t have included it. It’s not my style. You will get a lot of information about the Organization in this episode. I hope you can see its purpose.] Scott... read more

My head is spinning from all the stimulation I've undergone in the last hour or so. I don't know who to lust over more, Alfred the hunky shopkeeper/wizard or the former statue turned human. Alfred looks over at me and says, "Tony, I'd love to see you and this man dancing together." "Oh god...I've died and gone to heaven!" I thought. I was so aroused by this point that the slightest... read more

My head is spinning from all the stimulation I've undergone in the last hour or so. I don't know who to lust over more, Alfred the hunky shopkeeper/wizard or the former statue turned human. Alfred looks over at me and says, "Tony, I'd love to see you and this man dancing together." "Oh god...I've died and gone to heaven!" I thought. I was so aroused by this point that the slightest... read more

Camfrontation

by Jimmy Gordon

Mar 02, 2004

By Jimmy Gordon(I wrote this one from HIS point-of-view. Heh Heh.)jimmygor@optonline.netI met Jimmy in the cam chat room. He’s one of those sexy young guys that love to jerk off in front of men. He is blessed with a slim defined body, almost hairless, feminine but not faggy. I love to watch him bare his stuff. He’s really good, a showman for sure. He knows just how far to go, how to strip... read more

"What did you just do to me Alfred"? My voice was husky with desire by now. I was feeling extremely aroused sexually, much more than I'd ever felt before. Alfred looked at me and said, "I just put a little spell on you, Tony. Just so I could see what you looked like in tights. It's a beautiful sight, I must say." "I noticed that you were gazing at one of my most recent creations when I... read more

"What did you just do to me Alfred"? My voice was husky with desire by now. I was feeling extremely aroused sexually, much more than I'd ever felt before. Alfred looked at me and said, "I just put a little spell on you, Tony. Just so I could see what you looked like in tights. It's a beautiful sight, I must say." "I noticed that you were gazing at one of my most recent creations when I... read more

Condoms and Cum

by Balldrainer

Feb 28, 2004

After visiting a bathhouse in Pittsburgh, I talked to the attendant who cleaned the rooms before I left. I offered him $50.00 if he would collect all of the condoms from the trashcans; tie them up and save them for me. He said he would save them from the weekend nights, which were the busiest. I contacted him on Monday morning and he said that he had 67 condoms full of cum for me. My cock was... read more

Eventually after ten minutes or so, the storeowner came back with a box of pictures. I was so eager to see them, my heart was pounding in my chest and I could feel the desire rising in my groin. He took a few out of the box and handed them to me. "Is this you?" I asked him. "Yes, those were taken in the late seventies, this set here in the sixties." I gazed at photos of a strikingly... read more

Eventually after ten minutes or so, the storeowner came back with a box of pictures. I was so eager to see them, my heart was pounding in my chest and I could feel the desire rising in my groin. He took a few out of the box and handed them to me. "Is this you?" I asked him. "Yes, those were taken in the late seventies, this set here in the sixties." I gazed at photos of a strikingly... read more

Chosen to SufferBy Jimmy Gordon - jimmygor@optonline.netI got the call late Tuesday night. The voice on the line was deep and resonant. He introduced himself as Dale, a friend of Kevin's. If you had a chance to read my “Water Rat” series, you know all about Kevin. I had sworn him off like a bad habit, a lust far too dangerous to be sated. It was an amazing summer and Kevin had... read more



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