I Am My Master's Cock Lover. Man who loves his Master's cock tells why.
I'm not your typical cock lover but I am your typical cock slave. I'm married to a wonderful woman who knows my addiction and is now allowing me to explore it, although it took sometime to convince her. I don't lie or cheat or bring her with me, but I love meeting men to worship their cocks. No, it'll never turn into love, unless you count my love for cock. Friendship, respect, and good times are all the things I care about deeply when I'm with another guy. Once I have that, I'm not his man, I'm his cock bitch, his cock lover.
Take my new Master who commands me to come over to his place after work. It's a Tuesday and that works out perfectly for me. My entire evening is free and I can spend hours servicing him and taking his orders. I'm hard all day at work just thinking about the new creative things he has planned for me.
My Master doesn't tolerate my being late so it's a good thing he lives nearby because I can make it to his house within 15 minutes after I get out of work. I let myself in the front door and strip down with my eyes still on the ground.
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Home Invasion. Young gay guy is terrorized by a sick fuck.
Note: This one’s a little edgy, and may not be for everyone. It is just fantasy, but if you’ve ever been the victim of violent crime you might not want to read this. Consider yourself warned – I don’t need any nasty letters about it, thanks.
When my apartment door burst open I was sitting at the computer in my underwear. Too late I realized that I’d stupidly left the door unlocked. Now there was a big, strange man standing in my hallway staring at me through a nylon mask. I could hear his heavy breathing. The flashbulb memory is burned into my brain. The man turned to lock the door and then stepped toward me. I was frozen, my heart pounding, but I managed to think, “Don’t faint, don’t faint...”
“Hey, faggot,” the stranger growled. He’d seen the pictures on my monitor. I could make out a sinister toothy grin through the mask.
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Hotel Shower Ch. 02. He first bi
I stood in the hot stream of water for what seemed like an eternity, relaxing and reflecting on the amazing feelings that had just jolted my body. I guess I’m an official bisexual now. Or just a plain old sexual. Fuck labels. I smiled as I rinsed the last of the soap from my body. I was in a hurry to get up to my room and meet my new friend in his room a little later. Jesus, my cock was getting hard again already just thinking about what had just had happened and what might be in store.
I dressed quickly, and hurried to my room. Once there, I cracked open a bourbon from the mini-bar (here’s to losing my virginity for the second time in my life!) and thought perhaps I should pay a short visit to the bathroom. If things went as far as I was hoping, I should make sure I was, well, empty and clean if you know what I mean.
"Hello, room service? Please send an enema up to room 273, and please hurry!" I thought. That would give that poor sleepy guy behind the front desk something to tell his friends tomorrow. No, I thought I’d just try to let nature run its course and hope for the best. It had been 30 years since my last enema anyway.
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Home Run. Two lovers embrace the Great American Pasttime.
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Hot Summer Night. First time between two friends.
Summer break. It was the summer between my senior year of high school and my freshman year college. I didn’t hate high school. I had a lot of good memories with my best friend Don. We weren’t unpopular, but we were far from part of the “cool” crowd. We rarely got invited to parties, and even worse, we never had girlfriends. At least we weren’t the guys who got picked on by the jocks. I was actually a member of the track team, so I earned a certain amount of acceptance with the cool crowd. Just not enough to be a full-fledged member.
As I was lazing around, reflecting on my life, the phone rang.
“Hello?”
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