"Ben, its Si." Began the message I sent to Ben. "I've given it a thought sir and I need to finish what we started. I want what you were planning and more. You pushed that door open for me, and now I have to follow where you and the path leads. I'm re... |
"If you don't mind one last instruction or two from me Si," I inclined my head to the affirmative, "Jake lose the tee and shorts". Jake did so to reveal his clean blue Nike boxers. Confused I stuttered "but how?"
"They never went in the bucket, tha... |
"Your forfeit is simple, retrieve your clothes from the bucket and put them on" I looked around at Jake who was nodding. He had changed - gone was the cycle suit, replaced with a plain red football tee and white shorts. There was still a drying black... |
"Time for another game" Ben said. Jake was still bound, black goo still oozing out the suit. He looked incredible like this, the outline of his hard erect cock very visible. I was really enjoying seeing him in this new light. "The last game was about... |
Ben knew a lot more about me than I realised. A heck of a lot more. He was one of those people I had occasionally chatted with online, talking about some of my fantasies. Fantasies that were fun but not likely to ever happen. An interest and desire t... |
Forfeit? With cake covering my ass I didn't need telling twice and I was guided the short distance back to the room I had first got cleaned up in. This time I used the shower to warm up, not releasing I how cold I had got, and then towelled myself do... |
Still covered by the blindfold, the darkness continued. Before leaving this new room, Jake had moved me towards a wall, at least that's what it felt like with the limited movement and sensations available to me. Smooth and firm. I thought I must be i... |
Ben moved out of the way, and I entered his hallway, which was a little larger than the average house. He looked at me, and I could feel his eyes scanning my body, mentally noting all the details. We were about the same height, if anything he was sli... |
Hey, I'm Si and I'm guessing you're here to hear my story.
Where to begin? I guess at the start is as good a place as any.
"12:30, today" the text message had said. "15 Oxford Road. Blue Door at the side."
That was it. That's all the message said.... |
"What do we do?"
"Crank him up!"
Tim woke up with a start, the sweat pouring down his forehead, his tee and shorts clinging to his skin. The words from his nightmare ringing in his ears. He looked over towards his alarm clock, it was 4:30 in the mor... |
"Let's do it" Tom said. "It'll be a great laugh".
I looked at him. I hadn't really known Tom that long, we had met a few weeks ago after having chatted online for a while. He was a great guy, really fun and I was always at ease with him. I just had t... |
1 I was stuck trying to write this for some time. Then it hit me, I needed to change the point of view. The rest of the story is told by Mike.
I watched Zach free Jake’s legs and remove his boxers. I was gobsmacked that he would agree to this. I had... |
1 Quick recap - a one off encounter has meant that Jake has met someone new in his life. Excited about this new and unexpected direction in his life he joined Mike at what they thought was going to be a party. They were wrong. One messy game in finds t... |
"Mike" he snarled "Long time no see"
"Hey Drew baby" Mike started to say, each word becoming more deflated than the last. It seemed that Drew didn't just have history with me. As Drew started to walk to us, readjusting his own trousers as he did so,... |
Let the mess begin. Jake has just texted Mike, ands he replied with the offer of custard. What will happen next?
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It was starting to dawn on me that my place was mine again. I was free to do what I wa... |
Hey. This is my first story I've properly written. I'm a bit nervous about sharing it with you guys, but I hope you enjoy. This is part 1 of many.
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I knew it was going to be one of those days. Not one of those days where everything goes w... |