Sweaty and breathless, Alex eyed his personal trainer Frank with a mixture of envy and adoration. Despite the fact that they had spent almost two hours working out together, Frank hadn’t even broken a sweat. There wasn’t a strand of his suave quiff out of place, not so much as a flush in his bearded cheeks, and even though he had performed every exercise from burpees to abdominal crunches alongside
‘Oh fuck yes,’ Ricardo groaned, one huge hand cupping Brendan’s head firmly. ‘Choke on my fat dick you filthy fucking cunt. That’s it, take it deep. Throat it like the needy fag you are.’ Nestled between Ricardo’s legs, one hand around his master’s cock, the other toying with Ricardo’s ass, and his mouth fully occupied, Brendan couldn’t even make a gesture in response. All he could do was fix his
Elliott made his first wish as he stepped out of the house: he wished for confidence. Though he had dabbled in magic here and there before, he had half-expected the wishing perfume he’d brewed for himself wouldn’t work, but the moment the words left his mouth he felt a thrill of energy roll through him and the nerves that had been nagging at him all day evaporated instantly. He held
Kenny did not recognise the woman who entered. She was small and slender – a waif of a thing really – with the grey of age showing in her temples. She wore a tweed jacket over a plain white blouse and plainer black trousers, her flat shoes some fifty years out of date – older than she was, he was certain of that – and though she cast him a
Bobby sensed something wrong the moment he entered the dormitory. The air was thick with a cloying mixture of sweat, leather and something else – a foreign aroma he could not quite place, as sharp as it was sickeningly sweet. The oppressive atmosphere prompted an immediate headache and as he made his way down the corridor he could feel it crawling down his throat, choking him. His suspicions piqued as
‘So how long have you guys been in the neighbourhood?’ Rich asked as he sipped on his coffee. Having spent the last few weeks subsisting on either instant sachets or watery gas station trash, he was grateful to finally have some proper caffeine. The drink was rich and flavourful, and though he detected a foreign undertone to it he assumed his new neighbours merely had a fondness for more exotic
His eyes rolling back in his head, his body tensing suddenly and his fingers gripping the sheets with white-knuckled ferocity, Lincoln once again thanked his past self for taking the steps of revenge all those years ago. He had spent enough nights in dark rooms with other gay men to know what a good blowjob was, and after months of practice his secret lover was hands down the best cocksucker
‘Gentlemen, allow me to show you lot forty-three of the night.’ A low murmur of admiration rippled around the room as the boy entered wearing only a mesh jockstrap and a black bowtie. He carried a tray of drinks with him, which he politely passed out to the gathered gentlemen who licked their lips hungrily as they ogled his tight ass and small figure. The auctioneer stood beside the door
‘Shit,’ Ryan gasped, ‘shit, shit, shit. This cannot be happening. Are you fucking kidding me? Of all the guys to be secretly gay, it has to be the one I go and possess. Fuck you, Justin. Why couldn’t you have been like every other normal hunk in the gym and chase some cheap slut?’ Clinging the towel tight around his waist, Ryan stood in the doorway and peered helplessly up
Pushing the cart along the silent corridor, Cody yawned and glanced at his watch. Scoffing hollowly he rolled his eyes. Quarter to midnight. Who ordered room service at quarter to fucking midnight? Perhaps he might have been a little more agreeable to the request if it had been a large room or a more sizeable order, but he had checked the room log and the order. Just the one guy,
