My Journey to Heaven, Part 1

Ever since I was old enough to tackle my tackle, I’ve always thought about what it would be like to touch someone else’s tool.

I once saw my dad coming out of the shower, and I couldn’t explain the tingling sensation in my loins. I found they got *fairly* fired up. I began experimenting with trying to create peepholes in the bathroom. When this failed I retreated to my dad’s laundry, where I found his soiled boxers, filled with siblings that never were. It ended up with a schedule of me sneaking in to my dad’s bedroom the day before Laundry Day, and giving them a good sniff. Until one day.

It started as usual, my dad’s boxers nearly stuffed up my ass, during one of my more, *experimental*, sessions. I could tell after a few minutes that something was amiss. My father had been watching me for the past hour. He’d just been so still, he was invisible. He was now breathing heavily and sweating. I turned to face him, knowing I’d have to. His face was littered with disappointment. I left. I couldn’t go back to the house for fear of facing him.

first one, hopefully leaves you wanting more

the climb that day was oddly quiet, not necessarily the company but the air, the overall lack of people outside of you and me. the sun shown brightly and the air carried by a warm dry breeze only felt during the short moments of relief from the forested mountainside. It was a short hike to the water side campsite. After reaching the stopping point we sat and rested i suggested a skinny dip in the cold water. stripping myself of my clothes slowly winking and giddily suggesting you to join me. i wade in wincing at the icy temperature and veg you to join me. reluctantly you undress on the rocky beach. Skin warm and glowing under the sun, skin pimples by the anticipation of getting in. Walking up to you knees breathing deep you dive at me covering me in freezing water. Surfacing “it’s so cold, I am getting out” i grab you by the arms and bring you close. The freezing water is relieved by the warmed of my body. Wiping the water from your lips i kiss you deeply pulling you by your hips tightly to me. You softly scratch into my back trying to pull yourself away from the water and deeper into my warm embrace. you wrap you legs around me as i begin to walk out of the water. Suspended still locked in passion you can feel the heat of my cock as it grows against your thigh. Out of the water i place you gently on a warm flat stone and kiss your neck, shoulders, and stomach with every move further south more of your body is exposed to the sun your skin prickling with the heat of the day, nipples hardened by the cold water and now the soft sensation of a warm breeze.

Noirty By Night 1 – Sore to the core [FM][Noir][Series]

Have you ever met someone who was so far gone there is no saving? As a cop I see it all the time, the junkies and hobos who either never stood a chance in life or took a wrong turn somewhere. The killers who show so little remorse you start thinking the death penalty isn’t that bad after all.

It’s not usually one of our own though, we always help each other out of those dark places of mind. Or so I thought, but Ericson apparently hadn’t.

The night had started slow in the detective’s den, a skeletton crew pushing papers and monitoring calls until everyone was so bored out of their minds we started wishing for some case to pop up on our radars. That’s probably the worst thing about this job, the fact that for us to feel alive and needed someone else has to suffer like no one should have to.

A call had come in, neighbor heard a possible shot inside an apartment above him and Moira and I took the chance to get out of the department, breath some fresh air and risk our lives a little to feel alive. Didn’t take long before that twisted sense of happiness turned into wordless disbelief.

SHOPLIFTER (FMM+drugs)

Norie had been told by Cindy that the boutique had bad security, and Norie and me had cased it a couple of days before. There was only one girl working there and the cubicles were at the back of the shop.

It was a sunny April afternoon on the King’s Road when I went in.

The girl was sat at the table. She greeted me with a radiant smile.

Not saying much I selected a couple of jackets off the racks and went into the back to try them.

Neither fitted well.

She called out, “How do they look?”

So I went back out with one on, saying, “It’s too small for me, I might try another”.

So I kept up the game and worked through the coats and tried them all on.

Only one was anything like a decent fit and although I thought it rather dated I secreted it under my mac and left both hanging on the peg while I took the others back to the girl.

“None of them any good”, she asked brightly; slightly crestfallen, I thought.

“No, all too tight on me. Shame though”, trying to make it up.

[GAY] [M] Unfinished Story Please Give Me Advice

This story happens in the future. A sci-fi future where genetic engineering has become much more advanced than it is now. In this future there was mad scientist that created a new STD and released it into the population. The SDT only spread through the cum of young gay guys. The government constantly tried to stop the virus from spreading but most gays thought the STD was a glorious gift and fought hard to get themselves infected and to keep spreading the virus to others. It took two weeks for most infected individuals to become immune to it. After that they would lose the special cum it gave them. The virus never actually made anyone get sick but instead it caused those that were infected to start producing special cum that altered the bodies of those that consumed it. The way it affected their bodies depended on their sexuality. The cum from submissive guys would do nothing to themselves or each other but it would make dominant guys grow more endowed. The cum from dominant guys would do nothing to themselves or each other but it would make any submissive guy’s entire body shrink smaller. All the effects were completely permanent and irreversible. The potency of their cum varied a lot from person to person. Only a few hundred guys had been infected so far and but the story of the virus quickly became world news.

The Menage a trois [FFM]

It was a cool summer’s night, the breeze gently whipping passed Sara, blowing her dress softly as she stood, wine in hand outside this trendy wine bar. It was a Friday night and she was out with her ‘friends’. By ‘friends’ she meant people she worked with that didn’t have a whole lot in common with her. Reaching down into her clutch, she pulled out a cigarette, lit in and placed in her mouth taking a long drag. Sara was a curvy girl, Blonde shoulder length hair, round butt and pert boobs held up in her strapless floral dress. Sara rolled her ankle, trying to alleviate some pain she had from wearing her heels. Fearing that the night would be a bust, taking another drag, Sara looked through the throng of people and the mass seemed to part as her eyes fell upon a stunning sight.

Gamer Girl [F Solo][Insertion][Geek]

“yeah, I just feel awful…I wont be able to make it in today…”

Jessica pressed the call end button on the handset and placed it back into its cradle on the counter top. She smiled broadly and stretched upwards. Her baggy t-shirt lifting up her body, exposing her little black cotton panties, she yawned loudly and proceeded into her living room.

She was a petite girl, no taller than 5ft 4″, she had a slender athletic body, Long brunette hair that fell below her shoulder blades to the small of her back. Jess was currently still in night clothes, a large baggy T-shirt and panties. She strode across the living room and into her entrance hall, looking down at the brown package that was sitting just in front of her door. She bent down to pick it up, once again the t-shirt ride up across her pert little backside, her panties clinging to her and making a small mound between her legs.

“I’ve been waiting so long for this…”

The Body Swap [MF][Body Swap][Celeb]

The Body Swap

Celeb: WWE Diva Nikki Bella

People hustled and bustled within the convention hall. It was a hot and humid day in Philadelphia, thankfully the building was fully air conditioned throughout. Sam sighed, wiped his frown and scratched his head, ruffling his shaggy brown hair. Looking around at the throng of people surrounding him, he’d been to a few of these events in the past but never any that had attracted this amount of attendees. Pulling the convention guide from his pocket, he stepped to the side of the walkway so as to narrowly miss being flattened by a cosplayer in a huge costume. Opening it out, he looked over the map of the arena. Dealers area, Artists alley…Signing area! Hitting the place on the map with his finger, he then looked back up and at his surroundings. Orientating himself, he wasn’t that far away at all, it would just take a while to swim through the crowd of people. Smiling, he placed the guide back into his pocket and began on his way. Patiently making his way through the crowd, he eventually spotted his goal. As the crowd thinned, he could see a number of lines of people. All waiting eagerly to meet their favorite media stars. Sam scanned along them and his eyes fell on the person he’d came to meet. Nikki Bella. Since he was a young boy Sam had been a huge wrestling fan. He’d always favored the high flyers and power wrestlers. As he got older of course the Diva’s caught his eye and thus his love for Nikki Bella began. Not only was she utterly gorgeous but was one of the last female power wrestlers. Particularly, her finisher the Rack Attack was always a highlight in her matches for Sam.

I can see you [cheating][slut wife][cuck][fmm][dom/sub][STR][M]

New account solely for me and my girlfriend, whom is the subject of this story. I recently began writing stories again after a years-long disinterest.

I posted this on a different site a few weeks ago and it got good reviews, so I figured I’d post it here too. First story I’ve ever posted on Reddit. I hope I got the tag-stuff right.

Enjoy.

I knew Candice was fucking someone else. I had had my suspicions for a while now. She had been acting a bit… odd. And she had started waking me up in the morning. I’m sure most would say that isn’t too weird – a spouse waking the other up so that party is not late for work? Well, I was prone to sleeping in quite a bit since I had flexible work hours, and she never woke me up because it was “not her job”. True. But recently she had begun helping me get up in the morning. Getting woken up by her gorgeous face and lovely smell of freshly brewed coffee was great. But like I said, she was acting odd and seemed to **need** to make sure I was off to work ‘on time’.