All Male Fiction: Humiliation Games [Audio Story]

 

All Male Fiction: Contented

By: breeze

His hand trembles. Every part of his body, every square inch of skin has the potential to arouse him. He slowly and deliberately runs his hands over different places allowing himself to feel the sensuousness that resides there. He does not focus on his penis or testicles yet. He delights in his sensual nature, and not in the sexual aspects of his body.

He feels the ripple of his rib cage. He follows his obliques down to his hips. He traces along the hip bones to his upper, then inner thighs. He lifts his legs and continues his journey. He feels the roundness of the cheeks of his ass and the cleft that separates them. First one leg then the other, all the way down to his feet, has his attention.

He works his way back up until he has found his chest and his nipples are hard and sensitive to his touch. He lingers there. He visits his armpits…neck…ears…face. He runs his fingers through his hair.

His ministrations have awakened his senses. He feels the warmth that radiates within his body spreading over him, seducing him. His body gives up its sensual secrets. He is in a heightened state of arousal. It has driven him to an erection.

He reaches for his member with one hand and with the other feels the smoothness of his skin at its base, then the velvety texture of his sack. He takes in a deep breath and slowly begins his exploration there. He feels the blood begin to course its way into his rod, adding fuel to his already burning desire.

All Male Fiction: The Abduction (Part 2)

By: Rob & Ryan Michaels

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I came to my senses quite suddenly as I felt something cold brush against my neck. I blinked my eyes, trying to see. It dawned on me again that I was still blindfolded, but something felt different, something about my body. My throat was dry, my body ached, and I still couldn't move freely. My arms and legs were securely fastened, but not in the same position as before. Before! 'Before' suddenly came to my mind as I realized that it must be the next day.

I concentrated on feeling anything on me, but all I could feel were the ropes on my arms, the unmoving bonds on my feet, and something under me that I was now lying on. I tried to call out, seeing if anyone was within earshot. I managed a hoarse yell that hurt as it came out. "Ah, you're awake," came the same voice as the night before. "I hope that wasn't too much of a shock to waken you, but I didn't want to scare you."

I was already scared. Here I was, still in the captivity of this madman. What was next?

"I want you to know that I was able to get four more loads out of you before you passed out," he began to gloat. "At that point I decided to show some mercy and turn off the milking machine. I mean, you had no more cum stored up and, if I had left it running all night with your balls empty, well, the only thing that would have accomplished was causing irreparable damage to your penis. It would have been chewed raw and would no longer function. The doctors would have had no choice but to simply remove it. Oh, don't think I didn't consider doing that to you, I did, but like I said, I decided to show you some mercy, at least in that regard," he laughed evilly.

"Hlet mgh gho," I managed from behind the gag in my mouth.

"Let you go?" he mocked back at me. "Well, I thought about it last night after I got you in here, but I've decided that since you did so well, why not see how much fun we could have the entire weekend?"

"Gno! Gno!" I pleaded.

"I must, you see," he sank down to the bed and began to speak into my ear. "I was doing a favor for a friend, someone who wanted you to suffer for what you've done, but I don't think the one night of suffering you endured was anywhere near the embarrassment and suffering you have caused for her. No, the only way I can be sure you never treat any other girl in that way again, is by keeping you until Sunday."

All Male Fiction: I Spy (Part 3)

By: Unknown Author

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Several weeks later, Eric found himself in another predicament. Shortly after his steamy encounter with Andy in the coach's office, Coach Anson had been suspended by the school board on unspecified grounds. Everyone knew the reason though. Rumors had spread that school employees and students were fucking in the men's locker room. Charges were not laid, as there was no proof found, but even so, parents didn't want Coach Anson around their kids after that, and he was not expected to return to Southfield High.

Eric felt bad about the coach's situation and, given that Alex Diego, Andy Garner, the coach, and Eric were the only ones who knew what had been going on in the coach's office, he wanted to make sure the coach understood that he hadn't told anyone or started the rumor. He didn't think Coach Anson would agree to meet with him, though, so he decided he'd just drop by the coach's house and pay him a surprise visit instead.

The coach lived in a small ranch-style house on the far edge of town. Friday night, after Eric's parents were asleep, he rode his bike out to Coach Anson's house. Eric knocked on the front door, but no one answered. As he went to leave, he saw that there was a light on in a room on the side of the house. He wondered if that was Coach Anson's bedroom and if he might be undressing. He couldn't help himself and, after hiding his bike behind some bushes, crept around to the side of the building.

The small window was a couple of feet above Eric's eye level, but he stood on the air-conditioning unit and stared inside. Eric saw a bachelor's bedroom - a few pieces of furniture, a king-size bed with white sheets, and a closet with athletic clothes stuffed in at all angles. The light came from a lamp next to the bed. No one was in the room.

Just then, Eric saw Coach Anson strut into the bedroom from the hallway, and he was fully naked, with a towel slung over his shoulder. He was dry, so Eric figured he was only just about to take a shower. He watched the coach's big cock sway between his muscular thighs, as he walked over and took something from the dresser drawer. Eric couldn't see what, as the coach's back was now to him, but he could see the coach's broad, muscular shoulders, his rippling back, and his tight, muscular ass. He took in the sight until Coach Anson walked back out of the bedroom.

Eric's curiosity to see Coach Anson in the shower overwhelmed him. He pushed up on the double-hung window and happily found that it wasn't latched. He quietly slid it open and stepped cautiously through. He quietly pushed the window closed again, before tiptoeing across the room to the open bedroom door.

The sound of Coach Anson's shower filled the hallway; wisps of steam escaped through the bathroom door that was slightly ajar. Eric crept over to the door, pushed it slowly, and peered in. Steam fogged up the bathroom mirror that ran the length of the room. The coach had various bathroom items along the wall near his sink – aftershave, shaving cream, cologne, workout supplements, and... What the fuck was that? Right next to the shower was an eight-inch, flesh-colored dildo standing on its base. Eric had never seen anything like it; he took in a quick breath to regain his composure.

Coach Anson stood in the shower, behind a clear, slightly opaque shower curtain. Due to the bathroom ceiling lights, Eric could make out the coach's silhouette - his meaty shoulders, his bulging pecs, his powerful back, his thick glutes, and his bulging prick. Eric watched in awe as Coach Anson soaped up his cock and massaged it in his soapy hands.

Eric's attention quickly returned to the eight-inch dildo standing erect outside the shower. As he nervously and boldly opened the door wider and took a few steps into the bathroom to get a better look at it, he slid on the bathroom tile floor. He caught himself, but not before his right foot smacked the underside of the sink with a loud slap.

Coach Anson was startled by the unexpected noise and dropped his soap on the tub floor. His hand brushed back the shower curtain to see his intruder standing in his bathroom. He stared at Eric, while Eric's eyes absorbed the sight of Coach Anson standing naked and wet. The coach's muscular 5'10", 190-pound frame glistened from the steamy hot shower, and his nipples became erect from the cold breeze of the bathroom. The coach's cock stood semi-erect below a dense bush of wet pubic hair, and was all covered in soap suds; his balls were shaved smooth.

Eric tried to turn and bolt, but Coach Anson stepped out of the shower and tackled him, knocking Eric to the floor, just outside the bathroom door. He then roughly flipped Eric over onto his back. "Eric Anderson! I don't know what the fuck you think you're doing here, breaking into my house in the middle of the night, but you're not going anywhere just yet!" Coach Anson bellowed with authority.

All Male Fiction: Good Vibrations

By: Ryan Michaels

ryanxxx@hotmail.com

Stepping inside my apartment late Saturday night, I came to a dead stop. The place was a mess. There were beer bottles all over the coffee table, some standing and some tipped over, and some on the floor as well. But the beer bottles weren't the only thing on the floor. Lying there, face down, and completely naked, was my roommate, Matt, apparently passed out drunk. But the most shocking thing about the whole picture was that he had a vibrator stuffed up his butt, with duct tape over the end of it and stuck down on either side to his butt cheeks. It was turned on, too, because I could hear it quietly buzzing.

Matt was twenty-three, a year younger than me, and we had come to be roommates after being introduced by a mutual friend, Paul. At that time, both Matt and I were looking to move out of our respective parent's homes and start our adult lives working and living on our own. Unfortunately, as it turned out, neither he nor I was having any luck finding a place that we could afford on our own. Enter Paul, who knew both our situations, introduced us, and suggested that we get a place together and share costs. We ended up hitting it off pretty well and found a place to share two months later. In the two years that we have now been roommates, we have gotten to be good friends as well.

The two of us had never thrown any wild parties at our place before, but after finding out that I was going to visit my parents in the suburbs for a few days, leaving Thursday evening after work (Friday was a holiday), and returning Sunday afternoon, it seemed quite obvious that Matt had taken full advantage of the fact that I was away to have some of his buddies over to drink and get wasted, or, perhaps, he had invited a mixed crowd over for a good time of drinking and partying. But that still didn't explain the vibrator up his ass.

As far as I had known, Matt was just as straight as I was. He talked about girls, girls he thought were hot, girls he wanted to do, and, like most straight guys, talked about pussy a lot, in general. Matt was a good-looking guy and the girls seemed to like his looks, too. He had brought lots of girls home in the time that we had been roommates, and, as often happens when sharing space with another young, horny, single guy, I had even heard him having sex with most of them. Knowing all that, I just couldn't wrap my head around what I was now seeing.

Then, all of a sudden, it hit me. This was a prank, one perpetrated by some of his buddies. So drunk that he passed out, they probably stripped him and stuck the toy up his ass just for a laugh, and getting an even bigger laugh out of leaving him there to come to and find himself naked with a vibrator stuffed up his butt. Made sense. They were probably as drunk as he was, and, in their drunken state, doing that to him probably sounded like a really funny idea. Especially if there were girls there too.

It would be humiliating enough for Matt to wake up and find out what his so-called friends had done to him, but it would be even worse knowing that his roommate, and friend, had decided to come home early and had seen him like that. So, I decided to leave. I had a friend nearby and knew that I could crash on his couch if ever I needed to. I would simply return home the next day as originally planned as if I had been at my parents' until then and had never returned home that evening.

As I turned to leave, I stopped in my tracks again, thinking: How can I call the guys who did this to him his so-called friends, and then, calling myself a friend, just walk away and leave him there like that? I can't, I decided and turned and made my way over to where he lay naked on the floor.

Kneeling down behind him, and straddling either side of his legs, I reached towards his naked ass and grabbed the edge of the tape. I scrunched up my face as my fingertips lightly grazed his naked butt. Being that close to a guy's naked butt was not something I was exactly thrilled about, friends or not, but I persevered and slowly started to peel the tape, trying to remove it from his skin gently.

I managed to get the tape removed from his one cheek, and it came away from the end of the vibrator quite easily, and then, still, slowly, I managed to get the tape fully removed from his other butt cheek. The vibrator came out of his butt a bit, but only ever so slightly. I couldn't believe it. I expected that once the duct tape was removed, it would just pop right out. I guess maybe it was because his legs were together and his butt was squeezed shut. But, hey, what did I know about vibrators being up a guy's butt?

Since it didn't come out, I knew what I had to do next and to say I was not looking forward to it would be an understatement. So, once again with a scrunched-up face, I reached my hand out and down towards the vibrator. When my fingers gripped the edges of the dial on the base, I looked away and blindly began to turn it to shut the thing off before pulling it out of him. I definitely didn't want the thing vibrating about after I had pulled it out. But, as I turned the dial all the way around as far as it would go, instead of turning it off, I had mistakenly turned it all the way up to full blast.

Matt stirred and let out a soft moan, and his hips moved ever so slightly. I froze for a moment, letting go of the vibrator, but then I saw that he was still completely out of it. I put my fingers back on the dial, then turned it in the opposite direction until it shut off.

Tightening my fingers on the base, and still not looking, I began to pull up on the vibrator, in order to slowly remove it from his butt. Once I had accomplished this, I planned to carry it by the base with just my fingertips to the kitchen, drop it in the trash can, and then take the trash bag and throw it down the garbage chute so that Matt wouldn't discover it in the garbage the next day.

That's what I had planned to do, anyway, but as I slowly slid it out bit by bit, Matt moaned again and mumbled, "Mmm that feels good."

All Male Fiction: The Trouble With Twins

By: nevada_gavin & Ryan Michaels

There's one thing about having twin brothers - you're always in the minority. The twins were just a year younger than me, and they'd kept me on guard ever since my dad married their mom when I was just a kid. They were always up to something, usually at my expense. I hated it while I was growing up, but after I went off to college and got away from them for a few years, I was actually looking forward to seeing them again. We were all getting together for a family holiday at the folks, and I was wondering what kind of a stunt they were going to pull on me now that we were all adults. I had no doubt they were still as full of mischief as they had been when we were growing up. Boy, was I ever right about that!

They arrived home about an hour after I did and started razzing me right away, just like they had done years before. They'd grown up to be good-looking guys, their dark hair cut short and their builds solid. They'd both gotten into lifting weights, and it was showing up in their heavily muscled arms and thick chests. I was tall and slender, more a runner than a weightlifter.

After dinner, they put their heads together and kept looking over at me and nudging each other, laughing like they were plotting trouble. As I sat there watching them, I couldn't help but noticing that if I saw them in a bar, I'd be attracted to them. I'd never told them I was gay growing up, figuring it would just give them something else to razz me about, but once I went off to college I came out to my family. Everyone took it well and was very accepting. Oh, the twins still razzed me when we were all home, but they never razzed me about that.

I turned in shortly before midnight, and the twins followed suit. It was just like old times - me in my room, the twins across the hall, making a hell of a racket while getting ready for bed, and mom and dad in the master bedroom on the main floor.

I was just drifting off to sleep when I heard my door creak. I started to sit up, but the guys were on top of me before I could get my head off the pillow. I struggled, but I didn't have a chance in hell against them.

Bisexual Fiction: Amber Alert

By: DoorX & Ryan Michaels

 

 

 

My girlfriend's name is Amber, which is kind of ironic as there is nothing cautious about her. All of her friends are well acquainted with her carefree, adventurous and often mischievous behavior and have come to use the phrase "Amber Alert" when they see her coming. These traits of hers are especially true when it comes to sex.

A prime example in that regard happened one night when she, I and a friend of mine named Drew returned to my dorm room after a party. We were all kind of drunk, and I could tell Amber was up to something. She usually gets quite mischievous when she's had a few.

"That sure was a fun party. But I don't think the fun has to end just yet," Amber giggled as she put some music on and then began to twirl around in my room.

Drew and I chuckled as we watched my girlfriend dance. Her demeanor slowly changed as she moved to the music. Her eyes smoldered at us as her lithe body undulated provocatively. She began to rub her firm tits while her slender hips bucked with the music.

Amber smiled impishly at me as she danced toward us. Her eyes locked on mine, she moved to Drew, mounted his leg and ground her crotch against it.

Drew looked at me quizzically, and I could only shrug my shoulders in reply.

Amber raised her arms over her head and arched her chest towards Drew's face, moaning softly as she rubbed against his leg. She then flashed a seductive grin at us, lifted herself off Drew and spun away.

"Ryan, what's going on here?" Drew breathed hotly as Amber began to writhe before us.

"I'm not sure, but just go with it," I replied.

Amber began to do a slow striptease for us. She looked coyly over her shoulder as she pulled her blouse off over her head and unsnapped her bra. She threw the garments back at us, the bra landing on Drew's head. She then turned around and faced us, her hands covering her tits. She raised her eyebrows and smiled playfully at us, then pulled her hands from her chest. She gave us a quick glimpse of her pert tits, then laughed and turned away again.

I could tell Amber was enjoying herself immensely. She was a bit of an exhibitionist and liked to dance for me. But stripping in front of my friend gave her an added thrill. It excited me as well. I loved Amber's body, but I also loved her spontaneous and kinky mind. I knew she was really dancing to entice Drew, and it turned me on knowing my friend was getting hot watching my girlfriend.

I didn't know how far Amber would go with this, but I was bound to find out. Her hips swayed from side to side as her erotic dance continued. Then she turned her back to us, bent over, and slowly shimmied out of her skirt. She kicked the skirt aside and, still bent over, tugged down her panties. They stuck momentarily in the wet crevice of her cunt, then slid down around her ankles. I heard Drew gasp as Amber's firm ass waved in the air at us, her swollen pussy-lips visible between her slender thighs.

Amber gave us a long look at her delectable ass, then turned and gave us a full view of her nubile body. She grinned sexily at us as we lustfully eyed her beautiful face, firm tits, slender waist, and finely-trimmed bush. She then sauntered over to Drew and sat down on his lap.

"Holy shit," Drew groaned as my girlfriend ground her bare snatch against his crotch. She took one of his fingers in her mouth and sucked on it seductively as she squirmed on his lap.

Amber gave my friend a lap dance worthy of the best Las Vegas stripper. She pulled Drew's hands to her tits as she continued to suck on his finger and buck against his crotch.

"Uh, Ryan, you don't mind Amber doing this?" Drew muttered as he instinctively thrust upwards toward Amber's grinding pussy.

"He doesn't mind," Amber cooed as she wriggled on my friend. "He loves me and will let me do anything, and do anything for me. Isn't that right, Ryan?"

I nodded my head. I really was pussy-whipped. Amber was the dominant one when it came to sex. She'd have me do some kinky and wild things, and I enjoyed submitting to her domineering wishes. She once tied me up, tormenting me by sucking my cock for almost an hour but not letting me cum. But when I did, it was amazing. I'd eat her pussy upon command, no matter where we were. One time she told me to eat her out in front of her roommate. Afterwards she had me masturbate in front of them. I was powerless to deny Amber anything, and we each got off on the dominating relationship.

I did feel kind of jealous seeing Amber bounce suggestively on my friend, but I was also enjoying it, and, more importantly, Amber was enjoying it. She wanted Drew and knew that I would not try to stop her.

"Mmm, I can feel your cock all big and hard against my pussy," Amber purred. She then reached down and began to unbuckle Drew's pants. "Let's see if your cock really is as big as the girls say."

We both gasped when Drew's cock sprang out. I had seen his cock in the dorm showers before, and it seemed pretty big soft, around six inches. But now that it was hard, I was amazed at how enormous it was. His cock must have been ten inches long and as thick as my wrist.

"Oh wow," Amber breathed excitedly. "Look at how huge his cock is, Ryan! Take yours out so I can compare."

I reluctantly undid my pants and pulled out my cock. It was already hard from watching Amber. Drew's huge piece of meat overshadowed my average-sized penis, making it look so much smaller than it actually was.

Like a girl in a candy store, Amber played with both of our cocks. "Ryan, you know I've always enjoyed your cock, but look at how much bigger Drew's is. I can barely fit my fingers around it," she said giddily as she tugged my hard dick and gave long strokes to Drew's much longer shaft. Then she took her hand off my dick and placed it beside her other on Drew's cock. "Look, Ryan, it's so big that even both of my hands don't cover the entire shaft!"

All I could do was stand there and watch as my girlfriend ignored my average member and obsessed over Drew's enormous tool. Again, I was jealous, but also very aroused.

"I need to taste your cock," Amber said to Drew. "Then I want to feel this huge pole up my cunt."

Drew looked at me and said, "Ryan, I won't do this if you don't want me to."

"He wants you to," Amber interjected. "He likes me to enjoy myself. Ryan, you know you'd love to watch this monster disappear up my cunt."

I looked at my girlfriend's hands pumping Drew's massive erection and nodded, then vocalized my answer. "Yeah, I would."

"You sure?" Drew asked me.

"He's sure," Amber giggled. "And while I'm sucking your cock he's going to eat my pussy and get it all ready for you to fuck me, right Ryan?" she said flatly.

"Right," I said.

Amber giggled again and then said, "I want you both naked. Stand up and strip for me."

As Drew and I got up and began to undress next to each other, Amber sat back on the couch with her legs spread and played with her pussy as she watched us removing our clothes.

When we were both naked, she directed Drew to step up onto the couch and stand next to her, and directed me to get down on my knees between her legs. She then gripped his raging hard-on, licked her lips at the prospect of sucking the big cock and said, "Let's see how much of this I can fit in my mouth."

As she guided Drew's enormous prick toward her face her eyes closed in rapture, and I watched as she spread her lips around his bloated knob and lowered her mouth. Her lips were stretched in a wide "O" as she accepted barely a third of his massive tool, and then she reached out and put her hand on my head, pushing it down towards her pussy.

Drew moaned as my girlfriend slurped noisily on his prick, and I glanced up to take a look, seeing my girlfriend's mouth clamped around Drew's fat stalk, his huge cock bulging from her wide-spread mouth, her head bobbing as far up and down as she could.

My eyes became transfixed at the sight as I continued to lick her pussy. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked wetly on his fat, veiny shaft. Her tongue swirled around the bulbous head of his penis, lapping at the oozing pre-cum, then flickered down his meaty shaft. She pressed her mouth to the underside of his bloated pole and sucked. Her lips then flitted further down his elongated member to his enormous balls.

"Drew, your balls are absolutely huge. I bet you cum a lot," Amber chirped as she lashed his golf-ball sized orbs with her tongue.

"If you keep that up, you'll find out soon enough," Drew groaned.

"Oh, I'd love to gulp down your cum. But I need your big cock inside me," Amber panted.

She gave his gleaming shaft one last lick, then got off the couch and down onto the floor on all fours, leaving me on my knees with Drew's suddenly abandoned, wet cock right in my line of sight.

"Fuck me like I've only dreamed about, you stud."

Drew looked at me once again for approval.

"Go ahead, Drew. Give it to her," I said.

"Yes, give it to me. Give it to me good," Amber rasped hotly, raising her ass in invitation.

 
Drew stepped down from the couch, his mammoth cock wobbling obscenely between his legs, and I stood up and moved to watch as he got behind my lust-crazed girlfriend and mounted her.

Standing beside her, I slowly started to stroke my own throbbing dick as I watched Drew grab his cock and rub the head of it up and down Amber's slit. Then I let go of my dick and reached out and spread her ass next to her cunt. Drew pushed forward and I watched the head of his dick slip inside my girlfriend's pussy. Both he and she moaned.

Drew started to insert his cock slowly and Amber turned her head and smiled at me as my friend's cock penetrated her. I returned my hand to my dick and watched as inch after inch of Drew's long cock started to disappear up her pussy. Then the look on her face changed and I could tell from Amber's pained expression that he was doing some stretching of her tiny cunt. But her grimace soon turned to a mask of perverse pleasure as Drew filled her tight pussy to the root with his horse-meat.

"God, it's so big!" Amber moaned as she skewered herself on Drew's immense cock.

I began to stroke my dick a little faster, just from hearing her say that, oddly turned on in knowing that my friend's cock was deeper than mine could ever go and was stretching her wider than my dick had ever stretched her.

Drew obviously loved her snug, wet pussy, and Amber seemed delirious with passion from his humongous spike. Her breath came in halting gasps and she mewled nonstop as Drew pounded into her. His heavy balls slapped against her splayed slit and his pelvis smacked her upturned ass cheeks as he crammed her full again and again with his oversized dick. And Amber bucked back mindlessly against him, desperate to have his giant prick buried deep inside her.

"Ryan, come over in front of me so I can suck your dick while your friend fucks me," Amber said.

I didn't need to be told twice, and I quickly scampered in front of Amber and guided my erection toward her opened mouth and fed her my steely rod. She immediately began to bob on my hard offering, while I placed my hand on her head and looked over her body and watched Drew's cock thrust in and out of her juicy cunt as she sucked me.

I had never seen Amber so turned on before. She moaned and writhed with delight as her mouth and cunt were fucked by me and my friend. She was acting like a woman possessed, moaning and slurping and gyrating wildly. She had told me of her fantasies about getting gangbanged, but this was the first time she was with more than one guy at once. And Drew's cock was much bigger than she had ever had inside her tight little hole before.

Amber rocked back and forth between us, captured like a pig on a stick on our two hard prongs. Each time Drew pumped his over-sized pole into her squishy pussy, she was thrown forward onto my throbbing cock, her mouth sliding down my shaft. She would then buck back against Drew and resume the perpetual fucking motion. There was only so long I could contain my passion, but I could tell that both Amber and Drew were as excited as me.

"Ryan, I've never fucked a pussy so tight or a girl so hot," Drew groaned as he held onto my girlfriend's slender hips and thrust his extra-large penis hard and deep into her willing cunt as he watched her head bobbing on my cock. "I don't think I can hold out much longer!"

"I'm about there, too, Drew. Cum inside her," I panted as I pumped my own pulsating organ between her suckling lips.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah!"

"Shit! I'm gonna cum!" Drew groaned and then he fucked into Amber hard a few times, and then withdrew his cock until just the head remained inside her and he grunted and trembled slightly as he came in her cunt. "Uh! Uh! Uh! Oh! Ah! Ah! Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Mmm!" Amber squealed. Her mouth slid off my cock and she shrieked, "Oh, I can feel it! Your load going in my cunt is making me cum! I'm cumming! Cumming soooo gooood!"

Her moans were then silenced as I stuffed my aching cock back into her mouth and erupted. My balls contracted and I spewed jet after jet of creamy sperm all over her tongue. Amber sucked and gulped down my copious torrent of semen while her body continued to writhe in the throes of her orgasm. When I finally stopped shooting, I had to pry my sated cock from her mouth.

Amber flipped herself over onto her ass and sat dazed on the floor for a moment, Drew's cum-load oozing out of her, filling her slit. She licked a sticky white strand of my cum from her lips, smiled at us radiantly and purred, "That sure was fun. My pussy is sore as hell, but I'm glad I was able to sample your giant cock, Drew."

"Me, too," Drew replied, his large, wet prick starting to droop to half-mast.

"You liked seeing me get fucked by your friend's big cock, too, didn't you?" she smiled up at me.

"Yeah, for sure, so long as you continue to like my dick."

Amber toyed with my limp meat and cooed, "Oh, I will. But there is still something else I want Drew to do for me."

"What's that?" Drew asked.

Amber spread her legs a bit more, looked up at Drew smiling and said, "I want you to lick my pussy."

Drew's face dropped and he pointed at her cunt, "But I just… came in you!"

"I know, and now I want you to clean it up for me," she cooed. "C'mon, you can't tell me you've never tasted your own cum."

Drew blushed and we both knew that he had.

"C'mon, clean my pussy, please."

"I dunno."

"Ryan does it all the time and he loves it," Amber volunteered.

Drew looked at me like he couldn't believe it, but at the same time his cock began to rise back to full attention.

"Once you do it, it's actually kind of hot," I said, not feeling the least bit embarrassed that Amber had revealed the fact that I liked to eat my own cum to my friend.

Drew looked from me to Amber's spread, cum-filled pussy. "Well… ok, I guess I could try it," he said and then slowly got down on his knees between Amber's legs.

Lying down on his stomach he moved his head to her pussy and then tentatively stuck out his tongue. He let the tip lightly flick over the surface of his load and then pulled his head back slightly, tasted it, looked at her cunt and then leaned his head in and flicked his tongue again. This time, though, he kept flicking his tongue, eating his own cum, until he was licking her clean.

My own dick started to rise watching my buddy eat his own cum from my girlfriend's snatch, and when he had finished and kept eating her pussy, hungrily, I was rock hard right away.

When he finally pulled his head out her lap, Amber looked over at me and said, "And now there's something I'd like you to do for me."

"Oh?" I asked curiously. I thought our lusty game was over for now, but again I underestimated Amber's kinkiness.

Amber smiled impishly at me and said, "I'd like you to experience what I did. I want to see you suck Drew's cock."

I looked at Drew's cock, which was dwindling again, and then looked at her uncertainly. As I said, since Amber and I have been together, she's managed to open me up to her kinky ways. But tying me up, eating her out and masturbating in front of her friend was only just the start of things to come. Since then she'd had me suck her cock-shaped dildo, and she'd even convinced me to let her insert it in my ass.

She'd managed to convince me by telling me all about the "A-spot," a place in a man's ass (his prostate) that would give him an intense orgasm like women have when a man manages to find their G-spot. It still took some convincing but eventually I let her try it and, although it had hurt the first time going in, it soon turned into this amazing feeling, and I did have the most amazing, intense orgasm of my life.

After that I was more easily convinced to try it again, and next time she used her vibrator in my ass. Wow that felt great! Every once in a while she'd use her dildo or vibrator on me when we had sex, and then she bought a strap-on. That gets brought out a couple of times a month and I do find it quite enjoyable, but there's a big difference between using dildos in our sex play together and playing with an actual cock.

 
"What?!" Drew gasped in response to her request. "But he's my friend."

It immediately struck me as odd that his first reaction was that I was his friend, not that she was asking him to let another guy suck his cock. And, for me, the more I thought about what she wanted me to do, the more I was coming around to wanting to try it.

"Well, who better than a friend to suck your cock," Amber grinned at him. "How about it, Drew. Will you do it, for me?"

Drew looked at her and then he looked at me. I knew he ordinarily wouldn't go along with something like this, but like the two of us, he was under the influence of alcohol and, like me, seemed to be under Amber's spell, willing to do anything she wanted.

When his eyes traveled down to my cock, and he said, "I don't know. I'm not sure that I can cum again so soon," and his own cock started to rise again, I could tell that he was wavering on the edge of saying yes. He'd just need a little more convincing, and Amber was great at convincing guys to do things they might not normally ever consider doing.

Amber reached out and stroked his long cock and chirped, "I bet a stud like you can do it four times a night. Besides, even if you can't cum again, you can still get sucked."

"I don’t know…"

"Your cock got hard when I told Ryan what I wanted him to do," she said tugging on his stiff meat. "Just try it, and if you don't like it, I'll finish you off."

"So why don't you just blow me?"

Amber laughed. "No, I meant I'd finish you off with my hand. You'd much rather have a blowjob, though, wouldn't you?"

"Yeah!"

"Well, you can, but only from Ryan. So, what's it going to be, stud, hand job or blowjob?"

All Male Fiction: The Abduction (Part 1)

By: Rob

I don't really remember how I got here. I know that I was at a party with a few friends. I know that I probably had too much to drink, but that's all I remember of the night before.

I went to move, feeling as if I was floating on air, but something kept me from going anywhere.

I tried to open my eyes, but everything was dark, black almost.

I went to say something, I don't know, anything, but I couldn't even do that. Something was keeping me from talking. Something was in my mouth and I couldn't spit it out.

I started to force myself up from my position, but I got nothing. Frustration led to yelling, but it did me no good.

"Ah, you're awake," were the first words I heard.

"hleht he gho," I managed from my gag.

"Oh, no," he replied, "I can't do that until I'm done with you."

"hhat doh hu hant," I asked.

I felt him get closer to me, stroking my back with his hands and leaning closer to my ear.

"I want you to relax and enjoy every moment of this adventure we're going to share together," he replied. He ran his hands all over my body.

It was only then, as his hands were touching my skin, that it dawned on me that I was bare-assed naked, and that the floating sensation was caused by being suspended in the air by a series of ropes and leather braces!

With some conscious thought, I was able to "feel" my position. I was suspended in the air, leaning forward, and held spread-eagle. I could feel the leather on my skin and smell it in the air. I could feel the cold air against my cock and balls as much as the air on my back. I began to wonder my lot in this situation. Was my unseen tormentor going to maim me or kill me? Was I ever going to get free from this place… wherever I was? I think my nervousness showed on my face because he began to talk again.

"What's wrong, Robert?" he asked. "Are you afraid of what I'm going to do? Or are you afraid of how much you want me to do it?"

His questions cut through me as did the realization that he knew my name, but I didn't recognize his voice at all.

"I thought it would be nice to see how you respond to some intimate touching," he said, waking me from my own thoughts. "But before we get started, I want you to know why you're here. I know about your little encounter with one of the sorority girls. I know that you didn't do anything that any drunk and horny guy wouldn't do, but, I do know that your actions have terribly upset one young lady that I admire."

If he meant that girl Shannon I fucked, sure I encouraged her to drink, to get her a bit drunk in order to increase my chances, but I didn't force her to drink or force her to have sex. I was drunk, so was she, she said yes. What's the problem? And I asked him just that.

"The problem is I know for a fact that Shannon has never been drunk before that night, and it was you who got her that way," he said. "She was so embarrassed when she realized what had happened, that you had gotten her drunk and then not only took advantage and had sex with her, but you had sex with her on the floor of the frat house in front of everyone! She felt totally humiliated." He put his hand on my chest and trailed circles around my nipples. "And I'm going to make sure you NEVER do something like that to a girl again."

I began to squirm in my restrained position and screamed into the gag, "Hlet mgh gho!"

Bisexual Fiction: All Tied Up

By: Abberation & Ryan Michaels

 

 

 

"Time for a little fun," she said with a clever smile. Pulling a pair of leather cuffs out from the bottom dresser drawer, she turned, looked at me appraisingly, as if to say, "Are you ready."

It had been a long time since they had come out. It had always been her wearing them, but I wasn't too into it, so they just never really got used again. Now it seemed that it was going to be my turn.

I smiled back, wondering where this was going, but ready for a change from our normal routine. I slid back against the black steel bars of our headboard, holding my hands against it.

She quickly straddled me, buckling the cuffs tightly and clipping them to the headboard above my head. The buckles were tighter than I ever put them on her. I was pretty trapped. I got a bit of a chill, but it was followed by a strange quiver in my stomach, and I could feel my cock quickly hardening.

Her smile was even larger as she began to kiss my stomach, leading down to my jeans. Reaching up, she slid her hands under my shirt and ran her nails down my side, bringing them all the way down to the button on my pants, opening it and pulling down the zipper in one smooth movement. Grabbing them by my hips, she pulled my jeans and boxers off at the same time, dragging them across my hard cock, letting it flip out like a spring.

Finally, after they were all the way off, she walked across the room, dropping them carelessly on the floor, and opened a drawer on her dresser. Reaching in, she pulled out two long cotton scarves and slowly turned around; her appraising looks suddenly a bit more serious.

The feeling of being tied down kept that quiver of excitement running through me. This was completely new. I hadn't seen her like this before. Reaching across the footboard, she softly touched my right ankle. I extended it out for her, offering it with a smile. She tied it pretty tight, a bit more than I expected, but not enough to hurt. She tied the other just as tight. Pulling them even tighter against the corners of the footboard, I was left spread-eagle on the bed, tightly tied. I could hardly struggle. As she stripped off her clothes, doing a bit of a striptease, I waited in anticipation.

Crawling up on the bed, she reached for my cock, holding it tight as she kissed and licked my waist and inner thighs. Slowly, she brought her tongue up the side of my cock and then, in one smooth motion, engulfed it, bringing her lips all the way to the base, the head flowing right past the back of her mouth and all the way down her throat. Grabbing my balls with one hand and supporting herself with her other, her head bobbed up and down on my cock. Faster and faster, stroking with her fist, running her hand under my balls and stroking up and down my inner cheeks, pulling her face to the base of my cock, slamming her lips to my body.

I slammed back, trying to keep up, until I felt myself ready to cum, and then I pulled back. I told her to stop, that I couldn't hold back any longer and didn't want to cum yet. But she didn't stop. Instead she sucked faster, harder, my cock passing into her throat over and over, until I convulsed, and then came, jerking in my restraints as she continued to suck it hard as she swallowed it all down.

Slowly, she allowed my cock to slide out of her mouth, falling off of her extended tongue. I felt both wonderfully good and quite guilty; all of this preparation and she didn't even get my cock in her. Then again, it isn't my fault she couldn't stop sucking my cock like that, I thought as I leaned back and shut my eyes, my cock falling to the side, shrinking back to its normal size as I drifted into an exhausted, post orgasmic sleep.

I had no idea how long I'd been asleep when I awoke to the feel of a mouth on my cock. I smiled, not opening my eyes. I soon felt kisses on my neck, but the blowjob didn't stop. My gut did a quick flip as I opened my eyes, startled. My wife was kissing my neck, blocking my view. Who the hell was sucking my cock?

She pulled back, a huge grin on her face, and moved to show me. It was her best friend, Lisa, naked, slowly sucking up and down my cock. Fuck! That was a hell of a surprise. She was so hot it was just crazy. My semi-hard cock got a sudden burst of energy. My wife leaned over and dangled her tit over my mouth. I sucked furiously, bucking my hips into Lisa's mouth.

Pulling her tit from my sucking mouth, my wife rolled over onto the side of the bed and slid under Lisa's chest, pulled her tits down to her, sucking like crazy. That was a first! She then reached between her legs and began kneading her mound at the same time. Lisa lifted one knee onto the bed, the other foot on the floor, and I watched as my wife slid a finger into her, then two. Lisa began to fuck her fingers, sucking and fucking. I struggled, arching my back as I took in the sexual fantasy, wishing I could feel Lisa's tits, wishing I had a better view.

What seemed only a moment later, my wife suddenly got off the bed and went into the en suite, Lisa continuing to suck my cock.

My eyes shifted to my wife as she re-entered the room. I couldn't believe my eyes! She was wearing a strap-on. I got worried for a second, until I saw her climb on the bed behind Lisa, then my worries were gone, replaced by pure sexual excitement as my wife positioned the artificial cock at Lisa's pussy.

Lisa shifted back, not stopping her blowjob, pushing the dildo into her. My wife leaned forward, put her hands on Lisa's hips, and began thrusting the dildo into her with... with a practiced deftness. This wasn't a first. This wasn't new. Oh god, I was so fucking turned on!

My wrists were straining against the cuffs, desperately wanting to touch my wife, touch Lisa, when Lisa suddenly pulled of my cock and, pressing both hands against the bed, pushed against my wife as she pounded against her, both moaning like animals.

Pulling apart, Lisa swung her legs over me, dropping herself directly onto my cock. Oh my god she was soaking wet! Her pussy was like a pool of hot liquid, squeezing me, pulsing with her convulsions and thrusts. My wife pulled herself up onto me as well, straddling me, her back to Lisa, the dildo wavering ominously in front of me, slapping against my chest as Lisa bounced up and down on me.

Lisa reached her hands around my wife and grabbed her tits, kneading them, pinging and twisting her nipples, my wife's cunt oozing across my chest. Lisa leaned farther and farther forward, pushing my wife forward as well, the dildo sliding up, too, now pressing itself against my neck. I struggled at my bonds as their slamming rhythm gyrated on top of me.

My wife reached forward, grabbing the headboard, the dildo now hitting my cheek, my eyes looking down on it apprehensively. Somehow it was turning me on. This dildo, sliding against me, the wet coating from Lisa's pussy coating my face.

My wife looked down at me, "Suck it."

I paused, barely being able to keep up with Lisa.

"Suck it!" she repeated more sternly and reached down and pressed the cock against my lips.

It was hot, soft, wet. I opened my mouth and let it slide on my tongue, the taste of pussy overwhelming.

She pressed it in and out of my mouth. It was so real. I knew it was just rubber, but I could feel the veins, the head, the heat, the firm softness as she pushed harder.

My eyes were tearing as it hit the back of my throat. I gagged, but she kept pushing. "Swallow it! Swallow that cock!"

I don't know how, but I managed to start to swallow. She pushed it right down my throat. I gagged again, but no sound came out. The cock was filling my throat. She pulled back, but pressed it right back in. Over and over. My eyes were tearing so much I couldn't see. The gagging had stopped. I began to push into it. I began to suck, pounding right back.

She pulled back. "Did you like that? Did you like sucking cock?"

I stared up, my eyes streaming, unfocused, "Y-yes."

"Say it, tell me what you like," she said firmly.

"I-I like it..."

She reached down, grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled my head off the headboard. "SAY IT! Say, 'I like to suck COCK.'"

"I like it! I liked sucking cock," I stammered.

My wife then sidled back, and moved down to the end of the bed and began to untie my leg bonds.

"Oh god, I'm getting close!" I moaned, and Lisa immediately climbed off my cock. I figured she didn't want me to cum inside her and expected she would finish me off with her mouth, or maybe her hand, but she did neither. Instead she just lay back and started playing with her pussy.

With my legs free, my wife moved between them and lifted one in the air, and then leaned forward and pressed the head of that strap-on against my ass.

Holy shit... no, that wasn't gonna happen!

All Male Fiction: The Accidental Voyeur

By: dad_topper & Ryan Michaels

 

 

I like to run two or three times a week. Not only does it help keep me in shape, but I find it is also a great way to relieve the stresses of the workday. Today, however, I had the day off.

It was a beautiful spring day, and after lounging on the back deck, taking it easy for most of the day, by late afternoon I decided to go for a run, if for no other reason than to feel as though I accomplished something other than sitting on my ass.

At the end of my run and cool-down, I found myself at a familiar house. It was that of my best buddy, Eric. A car was in the drive, his car. It was unusual for him to be home from work so early. I peeled my sweat-soaked shirt off and enjoyed the breeze on my chest for a moment, and then headed up to the front door to pay my buddy a visit and find out what was up.

When there was no answer to my knock, I figured Eric was probably taking advantage of his early arrival home and the nice weather by enjoying a cold beer on his deck, just as I had been doing earlier at my house. As I entered the backyard I found that I was all alone.

As I turned to leave I saw the flickering light of the TV from inside the house. Figuring that Eric hadn't heard me knocking because of the TV, I ambled up onto the back deck and peered through the window of the family room. What I saw took me totally off guard.

Bisexual Fiction: The Deal (Part 1)

By: dl2827

 

 

Jill and I stumbled back to my dorm room a little drunk from the party we had just left. It was late, and I had convinced Jill that she should come back to my place rather than driving back to her apartment off campus. My roommate was back home for the weekend with his girlfriend getting his weekly piece. I was determined to get mine, too.

We got to my room, and I led her to the bed without even turning on the lights. I fell on top of her, and we rolled around on the small twin bed. She laughed as I started feeling her up. Our mouths met and we kissed, our tongues entwined. I felt her tits up through her tight shirt, and she moaned as I tweaked her nipples.

She was running her hands over my back and started tugging my shirt over my head. I pulled hers off, too, and made quick work of getting rid of her bra. Man, I loved her tits. I couldn't believe my luck in scoring such a hot senior chick. I licked and sucked at her nipples, teasing them with my teeth and tongue. My dick ached, all cramped up in my boxer shorts and jeans.

I made my way down her smooth belly until I got to the waistband of her skirt. As I licked and tongued her soft skin, I ran my hands on her thighs until my hands were massaging just around the elastic of her panties. I ran my fingers over her soft mound and she arched her back and moaned. I quickly undid her skirt and pulled it down with her panties, leaving her naked and waiting for me. I looked down at her hot body and my cock throbbed at the sight.

I got down on my knees in front of the bed and pulled her legs over my shoulders. I dove in between her legs and started eating out her hot cunt. I loved the way she tasted and how the soft flesh yielded to my tongue. She squirmed and moaned as I licked her sweet pussy.

"Oh god, Daniel. Keep going."

I kept it up, getting her ready for me. As I ate her out I fumbled with my own pants, frantically trying to get free. I got my jeans undone and shoved them down with my boxers, my turgid cock slapping up hard against my abdomen. I teased her clit, and she bucked her hips up against me. I knew she would be ready soon, and my hard cock drooled a heavy stream of pre-cum.

I gently lowered her legs and stood up at the edge of the bed. She wrapped her legs around my waist and drew me to her. I grabbed my fat, uncut cock in my hand and gave it a few rough tugs. Then, I rubbed my leaky bone on her waiting cunt-lips. Man, this was gonna be good. I gave her hot snatch a few slaps with my cock, letting her feel the girth of my manhood. I ran my cockhead across her lips a few more times before I finally began to sink into her moist, tight cunt.

"Ohhh," she groaned as I began to fill her up.

Damn, she was hot. I slid in, smooth as silk, her hot canal gripping me as I slid her inch after inch of my thick meat. When I had all eight up in her, I felt my nuts slap up against her ass. I stayed plugged in, grinding my hips against her, enjoying the warm, tight sensation of her pussy gripping my meat.

Slowly, I started to pull out, watching my thick meat slide out of her pussy, and then slide slowly back in. I did this for as long as I could before I had to start thrusting harder, jabbing her with my cock. She was thrusting back up against me as I plowed her, tweaking her nipples and writhing on the bed.

I pulled all the way out and my dick slapped up against my belly. I turned Jill so she was lying lengthwise on the bed. I turned her on her side and got behind her in a spooning position. I lifted up her leg so I could get at her pussy. I grabbed my cock and rubbed against her wet mound and then just slid on in, poking her from behind.

"Oh, god, yeah," Jill moaned.

"Like that?"

"Oh, yeah, fuck me, Danny. Keep going!"

I started fucking her harder now. I got so turned on when she let me know that she liked it. I hated being with girls who would just lie there like they just wanted to get it over with.

I was sliding in and out of her tight pussy. I reached around to feel her tits, and she slid her own hand down to play with her clit.

"C'mon Danny, harder! Fuck me harder!"

Oh yeah, I was loving this! I was kissing her back and neck and playing with her nipples as I slammed my meat into her. I slipped out for a second and tried to shove it back in. I missed a bit, and ended up nudging up against her back door. The guys on the team were always talking about how a girl's ass is tighter than her pussy. I had always really wanted to try it with a girl, and I thought maybe Jill was hot enough to try it.

I gave it a little shove and the head of my fat, uncut cock slipped in, up her ass. Jill jumped and screamed.

"What the fuck, Daniel?"

She jumped away from me and got up off the bed, grabbing a towel off the floor, covering herself.

"Jesus, Daniel. What the fuck did you do that for? That hurt like hell. You're such an asshole. Why do you always have to ruin everything?"

I sat there on the bed, mouth agape, looking, I'm sure, like a total idiot. I have a bad habit, when confronted with an uncomfortable situation, to start laughing.

"I'm sorry, Jill. I thought you'd be into it," I said, stifling a laugh.

"Well, I'm not. I'm glad you think this is so fucking funny. You're such a jerk."

Securing the towel, Jill stormed out of the room, heading towards the girls communal bathroom. I was left on the bed with a raging hard-on, wondering what my next move would be. She seemed pissed for real. I guess my laughing didn't help matters. I covered my lower half with the thin sheet of the bed.

A few minutes later, Jill came back in the room.

"You know, Daniel, you really have a way of ruining a perfectly good time. You boys are all alike, thinking you can go around sticking it wherever you like and I'm just supposed to lie there and take it."

"No, babe. I'm sorry. I just got carried away. I swear I didn't mean to hurt you. I thought you might like it, too."

"Well how'd you like it, someone trying to shove that up your ass? Think you'd like that?"

"No way," I said sounding disgusted at the very thought of it.

"Yeah, thought so."

"But, you know, some of the other guys say that it feels really good. And some of their girls really like it."

"Well, those girls are lying. Tell you what. I'll make you a deal."

She smirked, and I knew that look. She had something up her sleeve.

"What's that?" I asked tentatively.

Straight Fiction: Fucked

By: Unknown Author

 

 

"I love the way your cock feels," she said, her face lying against my chest, which muffled her voice slightly.

"Yeah?"

"Mmm, yeah, I love how that nice big head slides between my lips, how my lips close around it." Her fingers wandered idly around my thighs, tickling and teasing.

"You orgasmed hard this time, I noticed."

All Male Fiction: The Initiation

By: Stu Walker

We'd selected our pledges at the frat. After interviewing over fifty applicants we'd all narrowed the field down to five choices, the cream of the crop. The requirements to join our frat were pretty specific, and potential applicants were only told of certain requirements once they had been chosen as pledges. Our frat was the frat that every guy wanted to join, and even after they were told what they would have to entail and given the opportunity to withdraw, no guy, most of them straight, ever chose to withdraw. They knew what they would have to do and were willing to do it, just to be a member of the top fraternity on campus.

All the officers were down in the basement of our house, getting ready for the final test. There were Rudy, Ben, Al, Pete and myself. We were all buck naked except for black leather masks and cock straps cinched around our equipment, tight enough to highlight four rods that collectively measured over four feet of lean, mean, horny manhood.

"Send 'em in!" Rudy signaled one of the frat brothers who was in charge of the equipment we'd need.

He opened the doors and our five pledges walked in, hands bound behind their backs, studded dog collars around their necks. They were all naked, their bodies oiled and gleaming in the dim light of the meeting room.

Bisexual Fiction: Bones

By: Haywood Jablomi & Ryan Michaels

This story was updated in 2024 with some edits and new content

 

It all started with a simple game of dominoes. It was a typical August day in Utah. It had started out hot, and it was only getting hotter. We were down in the basement, the only place where the AC seemed to work. I was sucking down Budweisers; she was knee-deep in the Patron. It was a Saturday afternoon, and all those things that we had put off all week still weren't getting done. The car was still dirty, the grass was still long, and the dog was still smelly. As the mercury edged toward 104 it was apparent that unless a freak snowstorm hit, all those chores would be waiting for us on Sunday.

We were sitting at the old wooden table that still had the felt on it from Tuesday's poker game. I was in a pair of Levi shorts and some flip-flops. Although it was almost 4:30, she still had on her Jimmie Johnson pajama bottoms, as well as a wife beater. While 78 degrees was considerably cooler than it was outside, it had nothing to do with her nipples practically bursting through her shirt. She had naturally pointy tits, not too big, not too small, and while I worshipped them, she felt it necessary to keep them confined inside a bra nearly twenty-four hours a day. The heat had never deterred her before, and neither had sheer laziness. But whatever the reason was that she had the girls out of their cages today, I didn't care. I was enjoying the sight of her high beams shining directly on me.

To be fair, it wasn't just her God-given symmetry that had her nips straining against the thin cotton shirt more than usual. It was the conversation. Some girls got flush, some got wet, but whenever my wife got even the tiniest bit turned on her nipples immediately snapped to attention, often defying the thick padded bras she wore to hide them. And over the past ten minutes, they had gone from erotically hypnotizing to dangerously close to putting an eye out.

We had been playing dominoes for the better part of a twelve-pack, and as is our custom, we had been wagering on each game. The bets were always simple, the loser had to do some menial task, i.e. empty the dishwasher, weed the garden, balance the checkbook, etc. But last week, for some unknown reason, we upped the ante. It started out innocent enough. She had had a hard day at work so she suggested that the loser give the winner a back rub. I agreed, and three games later I was on the bed enjoying my massage.

From there the wagers steadily grew more risqué. On Monday it was a full body massage, then a hand job. On Wednesday it was oral sex and the next game I proposed anal sex. I only mentioned it because I was riding a wave of victories, confident that I would get to drive up that back road for the first time since her sister's wedding almost two years ago when my little Maid of Honor got so shitfaced on Long Island Iced Teas that she was doing some dirty dancing that would have made Patrick Swayze blush. After getting caught with our pants down in the women's bathroom, we left for home but only got as far as the Denny's parking lot two blocks away. And it was there in the back seat of our Nissan Altima that I took her anal virginity, at her insistence nonetheless.

I don't know if it was my irritating overconfidence or her self-assurance, but she didn't bat an eye. "Ok," she said. "But you better be awake when I get home from the sex shop with a strap-on to fuck you back there."