Bite Me

Posted on: March 26, 2009
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I was laying in our soft king sized bed; Zac's large muscular frame was positioned over me. My whole body was humming and Zac wouldn't stop touching me. His hands slid eagerly over my thin chest, the calloused pads of his fingertips going up and down my body, sliding their way through my thin layer of body hair. Tonight was special, tonight was my birthday and Zac was concentrated on pleasing me and nothing else. "Fuck Zac. I want you... please" I begged him. He was so concentrated on my pleasure that I knew he wouldn't turn down my begging."Tell me what you want Taylor... beg for it." Zac told me in a husky sort of voice, full of passion and desire. His dick was hard and I could feel its length and thickness rubbing against my thigh."Fuck Zac. I want you to be rough with me. I want it to hurt." I told him. I had always enjoyed a certain level of pain during sex. Zac however, was always hesitant to give me the pain I desired. Zac was always afraid of hurting me. He'd always been a strong believer in 'making love' not simply fucking. Sometimes though, I craved for him to fuck me. I needed him to slam his long thick cock into me with little or no warning and fuck me until I screamed. So anytime he offered me a night of pleasure, ...

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The Hot, Red Ass

Posted on: March 26, 2009
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Mrs. Brockett, my babysitter had done it to me when I was twelve and had misbehaved. She had made me pull my pants down, bend over her big knees, and had spanked me. She had spanked me hard!She had told my parents what I had done, and they approved of her punishment even though I complained that a babysitter should not be able to touch me! But secretly, that night, alone in my room I jerked off thinking of her hand hitting my rubbery ass. Mrs. Brockett had no idea what genie she had let out of the bottle for as she had spanked me, I had hardened. As she had spanked me, I had imagined her fingers going where I fingered myself, where I pushed things up inside me. And then I had imagined she was a man, a man who would do what I desperately wanted.My secret life was just that, secret. I would spank myself, I had made several paddles for this purpose. I dated, but not seriously. I went to college, got laid by a woman, but it all seemed so much less than what I really needed. I have never gotten very tall, 5'6" and was very slim. Being small was not a benefit in college.When I graduated, I got a job at an advertising firm. I was 22 and acted as their gopher. I knew I was beginning at the bottom, but there ...

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Taking a Slave for the Night

Posted on: March 26, 2009
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This story is dedicated to Aiden. You asked for it so here it is.“Hey Greg! Are you ready yet? Come on man, your holdin’ us up!”“Yeah yeah just give me second,” I yelled back, slipping on my best jeans. The ones that showed off my package. I sprayed a bit of Calvin Klein over me as I left my apartment with my friends. We were going downtown to the newest and hottest club in the city and I was definitely ready to get laid. I had this mindset as we made our way into the club. Even if it wasn’t the newest club, it was certainly the most crowded with wall-to-wall guys. It also must have been the hottest because they were throwing their shirts off every which way but I didn’t complain. For most of the night we danced, drank, and partied our asses off. So my friends ditched me after the first hour, probably to get laid themselves, and I was left at the bar, scouting the room for any cute eye candy. I knew in a club like this there would be the completely ripped, bodybuilders but that wasn’t my type. I looked around for the shy guys in the corners, the ones that could be dominated. A slave. There were a few guys with potential but none of them really stood up to my high standards. I finally gave up looking and decided to take a leak before I left when this guy just bumped into me ...

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