A story from a friend!

can just imagine stripping u down to your underwear. swollen cock and hot dark crack concealed in the cotton cage. waiting for me to run my hand over your bulge. feel my hot breath on your throat, and my own bulge pressed up against you. peeling down your undies as your cock springs out, turning u around and pressing my hot solid stalk firm against the cotton stretched across your cheeks, slowly pulling it down til my pulsating prick pops between your bare cheeks finally. rubbing my prick between your cheeks teasing your hot hole. til my head comes to rest against your tight star pushing against it til it punctures u and slips deep down inside. mmmm. can almost feel those warm hot cheeks wrapped around me now.

Caught!

 I arrived to see Nak sitting on the couch mastrabating.  He knew he was not to do that at all. He was a bad boy, and as such the boy need to learn a lesson. And be a better slave slut. If not his ass would be sold to the highest bidder without regard to looks or action.

" WHAT ARE YOU DOING??"  "YOU HAVE BEEN TOLD I AM TO ALLOW THAT< AND ONLY I WILL GIVE PERMISSION!"

Naks cock throbbed a bit at the tone of my voice I knew he liked a strong man, I thought he didn't know just how strong I was going to be. This was not the first offence in his training. It would be his LAST!

I walked quickly across the room and pulled him up be his wrists. He stood befor me questioning the force. He had underestimated me. He saw me now as a master, not just the owner.

I sat down in his warm place. My Cargo shorts riding up uncovering my knees. I pulled Nak down and forced him across my legs. Ass up.

His cock, softens, but still at full length fell between my legs. I adjusted him and me legs to where that brown cock touched My skin.

I raised my hand and quickly come down on the hairless ass I loved. I brown skin became bronse from the slap. The sound filled the air. Blood refilled Naks cock. Blood rushed to my cock.

"YOU WANT THIS?"  "YOU NEED A SPANKING?"

"Yes, Sir."  " I did wrong."

SLAP!

"Did I say you could SPEAK?"

SLAP!

A shake of the head, no...

" You are mine. You will always be mine. Even if I sell you, YOU WILL BE MINE !"

SLAP!

I can feel Naks dripping pre-cum on my leg. Its his hold on me, His body, smell and flavor have become my food.

SLAP!

I close my legs and catch his cock in the vice of muscle. I firmly caress the Bronse mounds of the ass. Fingers and thumbs probing between the mounds. I spit at it and with the lube of my mouth I rub ass and hole.

"I will not fuck you untill I am sure you know your lesson."  I continue teasing your ass and hole.

A small sound from you comes, just enough so I know those words sunk in.

Maybe you will be a good boy/slut/slave.  Maybe you will learn.

Your cock is at full diamond hardness. So is mine. I slip my hand to my fly and unzip. I pop up hard and pink. A spiderweb of pre-cum stretching from my belly and shorts to the full head.

I find the lube you had.

"YOU HAD LUBE?"  SMACK!

I pour some on your ass. Hoping it makes the sting a bit more full. SMACK!
It sounds louder. it looks wet. It makes me hurt with hardness to look at your ass shiny red and "ready".

I pull up up, letting go of your cock from my thigh vice. It slaps straight up.

I pull you to my lap. sit you down. My cock slips in the valley from the lube.

Tear, just one, "My I?"

"Yes."

"I'm Sorry I couldn't wait. I accept my spanking. Please don't sell me. I will learn and please you...."

I pinch your nipples. I run my hands under your arms. I pull your head back by your hair and make you look at me directly.

"You have one chance, only one chance. You will be my slut. you will bath me, suck me, lick me, and take my cock deep in your ass anytime I want."

"You will not jerk off. Ever. You may only touch your cock when you piss. When you cum, it will be because I want you to"

"Disobey me and you will be gone."

You nod. my cock, hard, presses against the hole. Freshly shaved, silk, and open. I press in. Your eyes go soft, submissive, loving.

We rock, softly, i slip in and out, you leak like a running faucet, each movement of my cock bringing on more liquid from your cock. The head full, Matching the head deep inside.

I cum. I jerk. I cum again, shot after shot. You knowing your place ask.

"My I, Sir?"

"Yes, boy."

You erupt with a force that shoots over our heads against the wall. Forever to be the marks of a lesson learned.

I kiss you and whisper, " Good boy".

A story from Bruce!

 My boy say's he is bi...so I set out to look for the proof. I know he loves, and i do mean LOVES to get fucked, so I just had to see if he liked the female as much as he like what I offered.
 By the way, his name is Nak...
 Ya, that's him...
 This is the events of the day I knew for sure....

 Afternoon. Class over. Nak is due by for a visit...Sue is laying about in the guest room...in tiny undies and a sweet lacy bra...
I am in my Nak outfit. The one he likes so much... business daddy....
Ya, he enjoys the game and visual...a nice conservative suit hiding a 8 inch, thick cock....and boxers with the future of precum just makes him nuts....

Nak comes by once a week. After class. In sport kit. Shorts, jock, high sox, mesh shirt over athletic tee. Sometimes sneaks, sometimes cleats. sometimes barefoot with foot-gear slung over his shoulder...

Today the cleats are on, usually means he wants to dig in his feet for a hard deep ass fucking. The kind that he feels till the next week when ever he sits...

But I have some ideas of my own....he is going to have some pussy with his ass pounding...prove to me he is bi....

 "Hay Boy. How was class?"

 "It was OK."

 "Need a shower?"

 " Please."

from Judson Kingman

Club Story
It's midnight at a club, somewhere. It's crowded, and people are all dancing and getting close. For me personally, it's my first time there and I am really nertvous and scared. I notice this hot looking brown sexy guy by himself looking sad. I come to you, pick up your face, ask if you want to dance. You say yes. The music gets louder and we start to move our bodies. Your body is getting sweaty through your tank top and I am also getting sweaty. We start to move closer and closer to each other as soon enough, there is not a sliver of lights between us. We look at each other passionately. As the music is dying down our hot lips come into contact with each other. You lead me to a private secluded area in the club. There, we proceed to make out like two horny teenagers. You start to kiss my neck and rip off my tshirt. While all this is happening, in the background music can be heard, fueling our passion. I take off your tank top and kiss your body from your neck to belly button. While I am doing that your hands are rubbing all over my dick, making it hard. You take off my belt and unbutton my jeans and start to put your warm wet lips all over my hard dick and you lick and suck it while my hands are all over your ass that has a hear sticker on it. I take off your black gstring and lay you down and rim your hole. Then, my still hard dick first gently teases your ass then gently but forcefully I put it in as I pound you in perfect sync with the song. As the song comes to a close, lay you on your back and you suck me again as I cum all over your chest and face. 
Judson 
p.s I really hope this isn't just a story but reality

Bryan fucks me

I took two steps into the bedroom with the towel on my head after getting out of the shower when I bumped into something. When I took the towel off and looked down I saw you on your knees looking up at me.  I was dazzled by your deep brow eyes in the sun coming in the window. At first you looked unsure, then you reached up and slowly wrapped around my cock and it began to grow.  As soon as you felt it getting bigger in your hand you smiled and your eyes danced with delight.

Showering with you!

I really love that hanging penis between your legs! let me strip down to my skin and come in the shower with you. i will hug your legs, and crouch down underneath you, letting the water cover me after it covers you. I will raise my mouth up towards your firm testicles, first licking them and watching them move, and then wholeheartedly taking one and then another into my mouth and sucking, gently, as your floppy cock rests on my cheek, running water down its tip and onto my chest, tickling my nipple, i can feel its weight and heat and pulse on my cheek and i can feel it rising away from my face, so before it gets to far, i catch you in my mouth, and ring my tongue around the hood as i taste hot water and warm salty precum on my tongue, i look up at you with wide eyes, as i feel the engorged member fill my mouth...

i took it, like a dirty little boy toy, my eyes staring at yours my mouth agape...i have the head of your cock in my mouth and its scrapping against the roof of my mouth...i make a humming sound to vibrate it, and giggle, smiling up at you innocently as my penis rises up...you push my head back onto you, and i take it  down a bit more, my throat all of a suden filled up and my eyes wide with surprise...i come up for air and pull of your erection, trails of saliva and precum from my lips to your member...but then you push me back on, and then again, and i learn the game, bobbing back ond forth on you feeling you swell up in my mouth and throat, and feeling your heavy balls slapping against my chin...


i reach down with the on hand not holding your cock, and stroke myself, playing with my foreskin, and touching my nipples, and look longingly at you as you pull me up for a kiss, your tongue in my mouth and my cock rubbing yours, both hard and both dripping. i go back down and suck you more and more, the precum flowing slaty and warm, down my lips and out onto my chin and down my chest, and the moment it hits my balls, i moan, and rub your juice all over my cock and abs and chest and bum.....you pull me up for another kis, my young body writhing in your arms with passion, and you pull me to the bedroom

A story Bruce Brown wrote about us

" Come on Sweet Treat, WALKIES! "  Sweet Treat or ST as he is sometimes known picks up his collars and comes running to me.   I give ST a big hug and brush your hair from your face, exposing your lips for my kiss. My hand runs down the back of your head "petting": the long full black hair, pulling it also to the side so the collar can be fitted to the brown skinned neck of my boy Sweet Treat.  This collar matches in colour the eyes, black and deep in shade, not the black empty, but the black full. Full of fun, lust, love and trust.  I place the collar around your neck, pulling the leather strap snug against your adams apple. Your eyes, the deepest I have ever seen, speak to me in their own voice. "I am yours alone, we have right now"  The shorts you were wearing slip down to the floor. your soft brown cock waits it's own collar. One of red. Silver snaps. Your shiver is one not of cold, but of desire, need, you lean into me and sigh.   I lift the full sack, newly shaved, silk skin in my hand. The red on the brown is a decorators dream match. The collar fits snug as did the black one.

My Story for Him

It was a hot summer day and school was long. I biked home quickly, the warm wind caressing my head and flowing into and out of my shirt and my shorts. I threw my bike down on the lawn, and went inside to see my mom making some diner in the kitchen. I quickly skipped up to her, and leaned forward on one leg to plant a kiss on her cheek.

"how was school?" she asked brightly
"it was ok...long" i muttered impatiently, running up towards my room. I put my back pack down and took my shoes off. Looking at the clock I knew it was about the time that mom would take off for yoga class. I waited upstairs, laying back on the couch watching the sun light up the street through the window. Without warning, I saw the SUV pull out of the driveway, and seconds later I got a text message "Bye hun, be back by 8!".

4 hours. That was a tremendous number of minutes, and even more seconds! my mind reeled at the thought of what mischief was coming next. I quickly slipped off my running shorts and my t-shirt, standing in front of the mirror in just my orange briefs. I quickly smiled and flexed my stomach, remarking at the average musculature and nicely tones legs. I turned around and quickly eyed my back and butt in the mirror before slithering my underpants quickly back down my legs. I knew I could keep them on, and as I brought them to my nose, they still smelled fresh and clean like downy mixed with old spice. But I had other plans. I pulled out a fresh pair of polyester running shorts and a tight white t and put them on the bed. I walked to the window and looked out longingly, and then notice the warmth of the sun on my abdomen. The sun was shining right through my window and onto my brown skin, and it filled me momentarily with delight so i put my arms up in the air and chortled "cock-a-doodle-doo" while shaking my pelvis in the sunbeam. As I felt my flaccid member slap my thighs lightly i cracked up and giggling fell on the bed, clutching my change of clothes. I got up, and pulled the shirt over my head, walking out the door with my shorts. I walked half naked t the kitchen and pulled my shorts up my legs and covered my privates. I quickly went to the garage, my brain humming, and my stomach full of speedy butterflies, and grabbed my "other" backup. I put it on, looking the part of school boy, got on my bike, and set off down the road.

Another story by Bryan

Bryan wrote this after seeign a set I put up. The whole set can be seen here.

I can see you dancing with three other dancers in rehearsal. It's a room on the second floor and one wall is all mirrors and one wall is all windows from ceiling to floor. There is an office building across the street so they can watch you and the other dancers practice. The room is full of warm sun and the heat from it combines with the heat and sweat off of your bodies. You have been working for over 3 hours on your latest dance and it's finally coming together. The music fills the room as you gracefully turn and run and jump into each others arms.

Even though you have this dance down perfectly and it's cemented in your brain you keep messing up on one particular move. You are messing it up on purpose. It's when you are full center stage and you turn and run as fast as you can and leap through the air with your arms spread wide and fall into the waiting strong arms of your other three dancers. Then they slowly help you turn over, face up with arms spread wide and bring you back to your feet to face the audience. You have also been complaining about your new tights and how they feel great but when you land in their arms they are sliding down your legs and bothering you. In reality all problems have been made up by you and orchestrated in a rich plan created by you last night. Laying hints here and saying the right thing there all come together and are activated by you when you give your dancers your look. You have used it before and it is your finest tool (other than your gorgeous cock) and you know how and when to use it and that time is now.

You turn and stand one more time facing an imaginary audience, naked chest and your new very sheer tights you picked out for just this situation. Arms outstretched and with a sly smirk you turn and run abandon with eyes closed jumping at the perfect second into the air and landing confidently into the arms of your men. You feel every muscle in their arms flex as you land perfectly and precisely. You pause for a quick breath then begin to roll over in their arms with a little help from their bulging biceps slick with sweat. As you reach your full on face up position you open your eyes and look directly into the eyes of the hottest dancer Eric on your left and let him see into your thoughts. He quickly receives your message and blushes. You then turn your attention to Drew on your left. The dark curly hair falling around his eyes, large and black and give him the same knowing glance. He too turns red but continues to look back at you. Finally you tilt your head back and smile fully until your eyes meet James. He smiles back as a drop of his hot sweat falls upon your cheek. "New tights still bothering you Naakul?" he asks. You just smile bigger and laugh a little as they lay you down on the hard floor. Eric reaches out and puts his hand on your crotch and says "oh wow, they do seem a bit tight don't they?" "well I guess they will have to come off if we are going to get this move right" Drew states as he looks into the eyes of Eric and James then back at you. "Sounds good to me" you say "and it's about time you figured that one out" you add.

A story by Brian Janke for me

Brian wrote this for me a while back..It still turns me on!

Naakul was alone in the rehearsal hall this morning. The morning sun was shining through the glass wall and illuminating and warming the large simple room. Today he was going to work on some new dance ideas and get the feel for them. He moved about the room gracefully and floated through the air and landing without a sound. He stopped for a moment and looked at himself reflected in the mirrored wall opposite the floor to ceiling windows. His dark hair wet with sweat fell over his deep brown sensuous eyes and draped onto his strong brown shoulders. With the sun behind him a deep blue sheen reflected off of his moistened hair and made it look like he was wearing a crown of light. His bare chest heaved rushing fresh oxygen to his taut warm muscles. The only thing he wore, a pair of sheer white cotton pants, clung to his wet skin in places and hung loosely around his strong legs in others. After that last move he stood arms out and legs apart and with the strong morning sun coming in behind him you could see the outline of his naked body. You could even see his heated balls and dark cock through the material. He smiled at this and a bit of blood began to rush to his manhood but he went into a spin and went flying across the room. The air rushing over him felt cool against his moist skin. Everything in him, each cell of his strained muscles, every nerve ending in his skin felt electrified and tingled. After a few more jumps and a short leap he ran to the other end of the room, spun again and glided back to the center of the room and landed with a start when he heard the big metal door slam behind his back.

He turned quickly and was suddenly caught by the site of the large brown haired man in the dirty yellow construction hat, red plaid shirt and jeans that you know had grown to form perfectly around his legs and ass. “Hello” Naakul said when he regained his composure. The man didn’t say a word but just started walking around and looking up at the ceiling. “Can I help you with something?” he asked the stranger. “Look I’m just here to check some for some junctions from the room across the hall that we’re working on, that’s it” he finally replied. ‘Oh, OK well I was about to take a break so I’ll do that and let you do what you need to do and stay out of your way then.” “Yeah you make sure you do just that” the construction worker said roughly. Naakul thought that was a rather strange way to talk to someone that you just met and who was actually trying to be helpful. “Did I do something to offend you in some way?” he asked the man. “Let’s just say that I don’t really get your lifestyle and leave it at that”. Naakul became more than just curious and started to become offended himself. “What the hell do you mean by that and where do you get off making assumptions like that as soon as you walk into a room?” he said sharply. “Look, I know all I need to know about you from your little show with your prancing little buddies last week” Naakul looked shocked at this. “Yeah that’s right’ he continued ‘me and my buddies were working in the building across the street. It was disgusting” said the man as he stepped a bit closer. Nak stepped back but could not shut up his mouth as he said “What’s the problem, upset because now you found out that being a real man means taking a real dick up your ass and not just swinging around a hammer?” As soon as it came out of his mouth Naakul could see it was not the right thing to say to this guy. He could see his anger seething in him as he tore off his hard hat and flung it against the wall and started walking directly to him. Nak stood his ground because he could not get to the door in time. “What the fuck are you trying to say you asshole?’ he yelled. He got directly in front of Nak and shoved his face directly into his.