Day Three The minute I heard a sound at the door, no even before that, I knew it was my master. I swear I can tell when he is near. I can feel it in my heart. I can feel it in my soul. I can feel it in my boycock and good god almighty I can feel it in my boypussy; I can FEEL HIM in my boypussy. He is my life. A moment after the sound I realized I wasn’t frozen so I leapt from my bed,...
Day Two-Conclusion My master opened the door and I began to tremble in his gaze. I want more than anything to please him, to be his pussyboy, to serve his needs. He said, “Let’s take a look at you cuntlips. Turn around.” As I turned he gave me instructions, “Arms up! Let’s see those pits. OK. They look OK. Keep turning. Come on boy stand up straight! I need to see that...
This started out as such a bad day. I couldn't seem to do anything right. My horse threw a shoe, when I tried to put a new shoe on her; I smashed my thumb bad enough to rip the nail off. I had to have our foreman finish shoeing that nag. I got on another horse, and I'll be damned if that stupid beast threw me. It chose to throw me into a pile of rocks. That hurt, let me tell you. Nothing...
Face In The Mirror Day One I stand here staring into the mirror knowing that I should recognize the person looking back at me, but I keep drawing a blank. Who am I? How did I get here? Where did I come from? I only have bits and pieces. I should say that I’m only allowed bits and pieces. My name is Toy or Pussy or Cuntboy or Pussyface or cum dump, whatever I am told for the time, for...
I have been a regular reader here for some time. I would like to know what you guys think of this story; a lot are not going to like it. I would welcome all feedback, but please be fair and true. ********* It was 11 pm. I was waiting for him in the street he had chosen for us to meet. I didn't know how he looked like, and neither did my description give him enough information about me. It was...
I was 22 years old and stationed on an aircraft carrier in Alameda, California; across the Bay from San Francisco. It was a Friday night and I was horny and fed up with the military attitude. I just wanted to get away and get a good fuck in the process. I hopped in my car and drove across the bridge to San Francisco, simply known as The City by those who love it. I parked and walked a...
I entered the bathroom following the sound of the water hitting the floor of the tub. I walked over to the tub and pulled the shower curtain aside to look at the man inside. "Hi, Scott!" - I said gazing with eyes full of lust at his naked body glistening in candle-lights which he had placed around the bathroom. "Hi, Joe, ready to join me?" - He responded playfully, knowing what I had in...
KNOWING DAVE maverick's fifth story Copyright (c) maverick 2003. All rights reserved. ========= I don't remember how I met Dave: our friendship just kind of grew naturally. One minute he was just one of a few guys I chatted to on my corridor at work, the next we were finding ourselves regularly sitting together in conversation in the pub on Friday evenings. The more I got to know...
This story is not intended to be read by minors. If you are, please do not read, and close this window. This story is the property of the author. It cannot be duplicated in any way without the author's permission. A giant thank you all for the e-mail compliments. Toby Keith fans, those stories have not stopped and for the Tim McGraw fans, I'm working on that. So far under Celebrity I have...
Apollo is my sun god, my god of light. He brightens my existence whenever I talk with him. We’ve never actually seen each other. We are cyber-lovers. It doesn’t matter, because I love him so much, his physical presence would only heighten what I already feel. I’m so emotionally tied to this man already. Yet I dream about him constantly, and he dreams about me. We go to fantastically...
Pain. Hot. Blinding. Horrid pain. There was heat and wetness. But all I knew was pain. Over and over the waves of agony swelled inside me. I opened my eyes but could barely see the twisted mound of metal that was once my car. Panic rose inside me. I looked as far as my head would pivot, but I saw little but blurriness. Sharp needles screamed inside my head when I moved. I knew to try...
This story is the property of the author. All copyrights belong to the author. If you have the chance, please check out my other stories under titles beginning with "redneck," Toby Keith, etc. This story was a new venue for me. Please let me know what you think about any of my writings. E-mail is kpg111061@aol.com, Kenneth I See You… I see you, watching you, knowing you. You are...
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I was nervous. Nervous to the point I was shaking. My hands trembled on the steering wheel. I was making the simple drive from Tacoma to Seattle, and it seemed like an eternity. Every negative, scared thought I had run through my head. Every possible problem and objection flashed in my mind. I don’t know why I was nervous. We had discussed this for so long, been looking forward to it...
Arthur Murphy was a lonely man. Oh, he had plenty of acquaintances and even a few people he could call friends, but nobody who was an intimate friend. He had lived the life of an academic and had built a good career. His professorship in mathematics at a small western college gave him the opportunity to teach without the pressure of doing much research and publishing papers. He liked...
This story is dedicated to MY little tiger who inspires me to do extraordinary things every day. I hope I can make more of your dreams come true. -jp. Joey ran around the house, making last minute arrangements for his mother’s party. Every time he turned around there was something else that she needed him to do. He didn’t mind though; at least it kept his mind off the fact that he was...
Copyright for this story belongs to and remains with the author. I don’t have any major objection to my work being re-distributed, but ASK FIRST! This is a gay adult story with the consequent language and images. If homosexuality and/or sexually explicit themes offend you then do not continue. If these are illegal in your area, then you have my sympathy, but you proceed at your own risk. ...
Copyright for this story belongs to and remains with the author. I don’t have any major objection to my work being re-distributed, but ASK FIRST! This is a gay adult story with the consequent language and images. If homosexuality and/or sexually explicit themes offend you then do not continue. If these are illegal in your area, then you have my sympathy, but you proceed at your own risk. This...
Copyright for this story belongs to and remains with the author. I don’t have any major objection to my work being re-distributed, but ASK FIRST!!! I would like to acknowledge the inspiration, ideas, and assistance I received for this story from Joy. It's really OUR story - I just had the privilege of putting it down in words. All comments will be passed on to him. This is a work of...
I'd been mucking about on the personals for months and while there'd been some meeting with other guys, nothing had really clicked. Then one ad caught my eye. It was an older guy - mid 40s - he seemed pretty interesting to me so I emailed. After a couple of exchanges, Tom and I met at a local cafe. I was really surprised when I saw him! He was shorter than me, had long hair...
Epilogue – The Lessons of the Past It’s been more than five years now since Dave and I were ‘married’. It is still one of my happiest, brightest memories, that day by the harbour, and the following night in the hotel. We followed it with a marvelous week of lovemaking and sunbathing at a tropical resort, and then came home to settle into our new life together. Despite my...
A Golf Affair To Remember, Part 5 (Finale) Sunday began in the half-light before morning. I had slept most of the night facing Sean, who was facing away from me, my body spooning and loosely snuggling his. It must have been between 4 and 5 AM when I awoke to hear Sean growling and sputtering words I could not make out. He was in the throws of a nightmare. His...
After the cheering and congratulations died down around the 18th green, we made our way to the clubhouse. There were lots of stories being swapped about the day's golf and I got caught up in trading tales with the other members around the bar. It was only about 2:30 in the afternoon. For the first few minutes, Sean was at my side, nodding approvingly to my ever more outlandish...
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