Thursday, November 13, 2014
“Ahh! Oh, God, it hurts, Sir!” the sub said.
“As I want it to,” Master R said. He touched the boy’s thigh with the wand and again the boy cried out.
“You have your words, boy. Use them if you need to or I will continue.”
“Yes, Sir. Please continue, Sir.”
“Good boy,” the Dom praised, touching the weights and making them swing, pulling the boy’s scrotum down again. Zack knew how painful it was. One thing that he had learned early on in the BDSM scene, was that in order to be a responsible Dom, he would have to try out all the toys that he used on his subs. Only then, could he gauge how much it hurt to have a toy used on him. He hadn’t liked most of the Dom’s playthings but then, he was not into pain himself. Giving it was much more fun than getting it, as far as Zack was concerned but that’s what made him the perfect Dom. On the other side of the glass Kaden cried out as Master R applied the wand again and then again. His skin was pink where the wand had touched.
“I’m going to untie some of these ropes boy. When I do, it’s going to hurt. I want you to breathe through it. You will be just fine but you must relax, focus your thoughts and you will get through it,” the Dom said.
“Yes, Master,” Kaden panted. “I understand.” Zack watched as Master R reached down and removed the weights. He saw the sub visibly relax as the tension was taken away. Master Rob moved behind the cross and began to work the ropes and as he did so, Kaden lifted his head and stared out through the glass at Zack and Cassidy. His tiny nod told Zack that he’d registered their presence. Master R stepped back around and began unwinding the ropes. Red lines showed on the boy’s skin as the silken Shibari ropes fell away. Kaden began to pant and Zack knew that the blood was returning to the areas where it had been cut off.
“God, Sir, it hurts!” he whimpered. Rob nodded.
“Yes boy, breathe through it.” Zack watched as the boy took several deep breaths concentrating on his breathing. He could almost see the boy fall into his subspace as he made the transition out of his own body to deal with the pain. Master Rob ran his palm down Kaden’s abused abdominals, petting him over the red marks that crisscrossed his belly. Kaden’s cock was still hard as a rock as Master R began to remove the ropes tying it up against his belly so prettily.
Tuesday, November 4, 2014
“Holy shit, is that the time? We slept late.” Taz asked, looking suddenly serious.
Storm looked over to the clock on the bedside table. It read twelve noon. Dammit. Storm remembered he had promised to call his business manager Anthony back.
“I need to take a quick shower and call my business manager,” Storm said, standing up and reaching for the sweats Taz had ripped off of him the night before. Taz walked to the bedroom door near where his T-shirt lay in a heaping pile and he had just stooped to pick it up when the door flew open and Rebecca walked in, balancing a silver tray on one hand with her other hand on the doorknob.
“Ayee! Dios Mio!” she screamed, catching sight of the huge man in front of her as she carried a breakfast tray piled high with pancakes, syrup, a bud vase, and orange juice. Her forward momentum would prove to be both their undoing’s because she probably couldn’t have stopped if she wanted to. As if in slow motion, Storm watched as Taz straightened to his full height, holding the towel in place with one hand and his sweats with the other. As the tray holding Storm’s breakfast began to topple, Taz let go of the towel and reached out with both hands trying to catch the tray as it fell from the screaming maid’s hands. Somehow, she must have hooked the towel with the rosebud vase on the tray because it along with the towel, went crashing to the floor a second later, leaving a stunned Taz standing naked as the day he was born only a foot in front of Rebecca. The look on the maid’s face was priceless as she got a full frontal look at Storm’s huge lover in all his naked glory.
Her mouth flew open and her eyes bugged out as she looked down to see Taz struggle in vain to hide his long flaccid cock with two hands. She stared for a few seconds in the utterly silent room and then looked up and began grinning. “Aye, Dios Mio,” she whispered into the now silent room as Taz’ feet were bathed in the syrup and juice which puddled on the carpet. Storm, from his position beside the bed, had only managed to pull his sweats up a second before Taz was bared before his maid, not that it would have made any difference at all, judging by the look on her face. The silver budvase mocked the silence as it swung in an arc back and forth on the metal tray, making a clicking sound and but for that, Storm could have heard a pin drop. That was, before he started to giggle. Taz turned and shot him a dirty look as Rebecca continued to grin and that only caused Storm to laugh harder. Within seconds, Taz had spun back around and was addressing Rebecca, apologizing profusely.
“Oh, sorry ma’am,” Taz said, bending in half as he scrambled for his towel, lying on the floor, covered in orange juice. From Storm’s point of view, he got an amazing view of the most beautiful high bubble butt he’d ever seen. All Storm could think was how fortunate he was to have a lover as amazing as Taz.
“Meester Taz… ju are… MEESTER Taz!” Rebecca exclaimed, causing another burst of giggles to spring from Storm as he wholeheartedly agreed with whatever she was trying to say.
Taz managed to straighten to his full six and a half foot height with the dripping towel in his hand, slapping it in a circle back around his middle as fast as he could. Storm could hear the wetness hitting his skin from the sticky syrup and orange juice and he was pretty certain there would be another shower in the bodyguard’s near future. “Are you okay, Rebecca?” Taz asked the maid, reaching out to touch her elbow, once he’d tucked the offending cloth back around his waist, hiding his finest feature.
“Oh, jess, Meester Taz… ju are… okay, Meester Taz,” she said, waggling her eyebrows as she cocked her head to the side, grinning and nodding at his crotch.
Tuesday, October 21, 2014
Taz reached down and took his cock in hand, slicking it with soap from the bar in the dish as he pictured David kneeling in front of him and wrapping his lips around the foreskin on his long uncut cock. Taz wasn’t circumcised and he realized he was richly endowed the first time his high school boyfriend wrapped both hands around his dick to jack him off. The water coursed down his body, dripping off the end of his dick as he began to stroke it. Thoughts of the handsome limo driver hardened him and he closed his eyes as he pictured the man pushing the foreskin of his dick back, exposing the head of it with his lips as he teased his slit. Taz stroked harder as he thought of David’s handsome face, his cheeks hollowed as he sucked, and then suddenly, David’s face transformed to Storm’s. He reached down and took Storm’s dark hair in his hand, guiding his head closer to him as his sweet sucking mouth did nasty things to his cock.
“Yeah, Storm, like that…” he groaned out loud as he pictured the man of his fantasies sliding his lips over the shaft in the futile attempt to swallow the whole thing. Taz thrust his hips forward as his hand sped over the slick shaft of his cock, picturing Storm’s slender neck as he swallowed, squeezing the head of his dick with his throat as he milked it, preparing for Taz’ orgasm. “You’re gonna get a mouthful of my come, Storm. You gonna swallow for me?” The image of the star nodded as he smiled around Taz’ dick, hollowing his cheeks as he sucked harder and moaned. The vibrations of Storm’s moans sent Taz over and he began to come. “Suck it! Swallow! Swallow!” he cried out in the shower as his climax erupted, spewing spunk all over the wall of the enclosed space. He opened his eyes and looked down, picturing Storm’s open mouth and waiting tongue as he emptied his balls over it and then painted his stunning face with thick creamy ropes.
Taz felt his entire body shudder as he came and when he was spent, he let go of his dick, gripping the walls of the shower as he dropped his forehead against the wall in front of him, concentrating on slowing his breathing. “Jesus!” His knees were shaking as his climax ended and he flattened one palm on the shower wall while he ran the other up his front, feeling the planes of muscle beginning at his abdomen all the way up to his chest. Taz had very little hair on his chest, a natural state of being, though he did manscape down below, shaving his balls and clipping the rest of his bush short. His daily workouts and years of physical conditioning exercises had turned Taz’ body into a mass of muscle, hard planes, and the picture of health. Taz knew he looked good and was proportionate for his height which was well over six feet; he didn’t overwork his muscles like some of the bodybuilders he found so unattractive.
Saturday, October 4, 2014
Ricky yelped as Maverick began to use his teeth through the jersey fabric of his jockstrap. Already wet from the precome he’d been leaking nearly from the moment his sexy cowboy husband walked through the door of their cabin, he was nearly soaked after Mav started eating him alive. The shared scent of their sex filled the bedroom and Ricky reached down to grab Mav’s curly mahogany locks and began pulling. He knew how ramped up Maverick was and the last thing he wanted was to stop him when he got like this. Maverick was a tiger in bed most of the time, a very dominant man’s man who loved rough and tumble sex and because Ricky was so much smaller, his big cowboy had an easy time when he wanted to manhandle him all over the bed; Ricky loved it more than anything in the world. Somehow, during Maverick’s nibbling, he managed to hook his thumbs into Ricky’s waistband and dragged it down over his bobbing cock. Ricky’s dick sprang free but before he could even take a breath, it was engulfed in Maverick’s hot, wet mouth. He sucked on Ricky’s thick head for a second and then firmed his lips, sliding them down to the root as he deep throated him.
“Jesus, Maverick! That’s… ungh…” the words were lost, as Ricky began to babble. The truth was, if you'd have asked him his own name, he couldn’t have told you at this moment. And it seemed Mav had every intention of robbing him of his sanity. He widened his thighs as Maverick muscled his giant shoulders in between and began going to town, slurping up and down his dick, bottoming it out as Maverick sucked him in whole. For a cowboy who’d lived most of his life in the closet, once he’d come out, Maverick had come WAY out, sucking and fucking Ricky every which way, draped over every piece of furniture in the cabin, and in several of the horse’s stalls in the barn, when no one was around. Not to mention Maverick’s favorite outdoor activity, fucking Ricky blind over the tailgate of one of the ranch’s old pickups. Maverick loved nothing more than packing up a picnic basket, grabbing a bottle of the winery’s best red, and finding a nice quiet oak tree on some remote ranch acreage where he could spread their blanket and having at it all day, sustained only by the vittles they’d brought with them.
Maverick ripped his mouth away from Ricky’s cock on a long drawn-out swallow and pulled off with a pop. Ricky looked down just in time to see his tall, broad cowboy lean back, jump up off the bed, and literally rip his chaps and jeans from his thighs, yanking them down over his long muscled legs. Ricky noted the absence of any underwear on his cowboy. Maverick told him once that he found them confining. He didn’t even bother pulling off his socks before he was stalking back over Ricky again, yanking his jockstrap the rest of the way off his legs and sailing it off into the air, probably never to be found again.
“Gonna fuck you, Ricky… gonna fuck you, baby,” Mav drawled. He positioned Ricky under himself, tossing him around like a rag doll and Ricky opened up his arms and legs for him like a flower unfurling its petals.
“Fuck me cowboy, do me right…” His voice was breathy and it was a challenge to think of anything else when Mav was like this. As excited as he was to get to the bottom of the care package Mams sent, all he wanted… needed at this moment, was his cowboy plowing him into the bed just like this.
All sanity left Ricky as Maverick’s mouth came crashing down on his and he pushed his tongue inside and began to play. Ricky kissed him back, loving Maverick’s mouth as he took him to Heaven. Just as suddenly, Maverick ripped his mouth away and began kissing all over Ricky’s neck and down his chest, stopping at his nipples where he laved them with his tongue, giving them just the attention Ricky craved. Maverick chuckled as Ricky bucked his hips off the bed, rubbing his long cock against his cowboy’s furry chest. Ricky loved the contrast between their bodies. Maverick was darkly tanned from working out in the sun all day, though he did have a line on his forehead where Ricky knew his Stetson sat. His body was lightly covered in dark hair like some of the bears he’d seen during his club days, but Mav had not a smidge of body fat. Working on the ranch kept him toned and muscled.
“Yer so beautiful, angel,” Maverick growled, stopping his descent and kissing the tip of Ricky’s cock just before taking the head of it into his mouth.
Ricky threw his head back on the pillow and arched off the bed again, sliding his dick into his husband’s mouth deeper than it had been. Ricky loved Mav’s blowjobs and this one was no exception. He knew just how to suck him and Ricky felt his balls tighten up as his orgasm rose only a minute into the fantastic blowjob. Maverick must have sensed it because he pulled off and grabbed Ricky behind both knees, pushing his legs up toward his chest and exposing him. Ricky took a deep breath as Maverick once again lowered his head, gazing up at him with gleaming eyes and he looked just like a little boy about do something to get into trouble.
“God, Mav!” Ricky cried out as Maverick took his slick cock in one hand, pumping it as his tongue swirled around his little hole. He blew over it and then licked again, forming his tongue into a point and sliding it inside as deep as it would go. Maverick pulled it out and pushed it in again, using his teeth around the puckered skin as he nibbled until Ricky was nearly going insane. “I can’t take anymore, Mav… ungh… fuck me, cowboy!”
Wednesday, September 24, 2014
Kai’s hot mouth slid down the length of Bob’s dick, sucking hard as his lips slicked over his length and his tongue teased the vein on the underside of his cock. Kai’s dick was larger than his own by an inch or so and since Bob had always had a thing for large cocks, he was in heaven as his lips stretched over Kai’s girth. Kai’s taste was heady and Bob grabbed a hold of his heavy shaved balls, giving them a rough squeeze as Kai moaned around his cock, sending delightful shockwaves through his own body. He appreciated a man who took the time to manscape when he watched porn at home but to be able to run his nose over Kai’s soft skin devoid of hair made him hornier than ever. Bob’s own cock swelled as he dreamed of the load he’d get from his friend. He loved sucking cock and swallowing the result of his efforts, but it had been a long damn time since he’d had a man, much less someone as lovely as Kai Thundercloud.