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Hell Bent for Leather Ch. 05

by heavenlyKK on Jul 17, 2019
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Koh was an eighteen-year-old, Japanese cherry boy, which was their term for virgins. He had a long, thin frame and mop-top hair. He was cute enough to be a member of a boy band, but he wasn't; he was simply a shy, reserved college freshman trying to overcome his lack of confidence with women and lose his virginity. Having summoned the courage to answer a cas...

The Aliens That Make You Fat

by theilluminaughty on Sep 19, 2017
NonHuman

Hey Guys, I'd like to apologize in advance for this story. I'm aware it's well outside of my frame of knowledge, I'm aware that more than a few parts could be considered gross. I warn you of guts and snakes and gay activity. This will not, on the upside for some of you, turn into a conventional mpreg story, but it may turn to one about a transsexual disorde...

Size Matters

by idahoboy on May 5, 2015
Science Fiction

Adam rushed into his room after school. His dick was already straining in his pants. It seemed like it was getting harder and harder to make it through a day of school without jerking off. The young man had taken to blowing a load in the toilet at lunch. Today, he couldn't find an empty stall before the bell rang. The boy dropped his pants wrapped his hand a...

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Growth-XX

by FlatCap90210 on May 20, 2019
Science Fiction

James felt as if he was going insane. It was summer, the sun was shining and he was at the beach ogling girls. Tits of all shapes and sizes surrounded him, wrapped in bikini tops, one pieces and other pieces of fabric of varying coverage. James' heartbeat pounded in his ears and throbbed in his crotch, digging a furrow in the sand beneath him. He was lying o...

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Master Knows Best

by justincbenedict on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Shane moaned as Ansel licked the underside of his balls and then used tiny bites back up his shaft until he got the swelling head. Ansel licked his glans, and then deep throated and constricted my jaws for just the right moment, and Shane wiggled his thighs and shot into Ansel's mouth, and Ansel swallowed greedily before pulling my head off his bloated coc...

Letter from Barnegat Brook

by justincbenedict on Sep 24, 2019
BDSM

Dear Shoeblossom, I never did marry Squiffy...I find pugilists kind of boring. But I did have quite a time with him, and he’s a proper sissy now...here’s one of my favorite tapes! Tashli Thames “So you have plans for me here, um Tashli.” “I do. Lie down on your belly, Squiff.” “Oh, you’re tying my hands behind my back.” “Yup, and I’m getting the ankles...

Tremplin's Pain

by justincbenedict on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

Tremplin Duddingstone, wrists and ankles bound, but in the kneeling position, struggled to rub his straining penis against Mueselle's cat's scratching post as Mueselle and her guests, both male and female, laughed uproariously. Tremplin always wound up naked, horny, and humiliated. Nine months ago, Tremplin had gotten up the courage to show his wife the pec...

Donkey Boy William Ch. 06

by heavenlyKK on Sep 25, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Jane greeted the two men dressed in a silk bathrobe that went halfway down to her knees, and a glass of wine in her hand. "Nice place you got," said William. "The wages of sin. It's your big dicks that put the roof over my head. You guys wanna drink?" "Just a beer for me," James said. "I'm driving." "What, you never head of Uber?" Jane turned to William...

Menage a Quatre

by sanmariano on Oct 22, 2019
Group Sex

**Mike and Giorgio, two hot Italian boys from Manhattan's Upper East Side, are on their way to a quid pro quo menage a quatre with two gorgeous older professional women who are lovers.** New York City Mike sat in the back of the taxi with a grimace on his handsome face as the car raced down Fifth Avenue. He fidgeted this way and then that, uncomfortable in...

The Intellectual Pansexual Ch. 04

by PeterDeRuthyn on Jan 14, 2019
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Taylor woke to the morning sun falling through the window on his face. Josh's body nestled against his, his morning wood tucked neatly between his roommate's thighs. He dragged one foot up the runner's bare leg, stroking him. Josh giggled. "Good morning, yourself," he mumbled, and rolled over to kiss his bedmate. Their swords crossed, making both of them sh...