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Their declarations of love for one another brought a new aspect to the sex. It was still an unbridled sort of passion, filled with lust and desire, but there was also this sense of connection and perhaps a hint of potential longevity than made it that much sweeter.

Daryl still wanted to please her and make Carol deliriously happy, but he was met with this new feeling of confidence he'd never had with a woman before. Wherever and however he touched her, Daryl felt like he was doing it exactly right. He wasn't nervous or scared, hesitant or overly shy, and he didn't wonder what she was thinking or question if the noises that came out of her were good or bad. He knew.

Standing on the ship deck, in their private spot, they were both met with a need to consummate their words with their bodies. The risk of getting caught heightened the sexual arousal but did nothing to stop what happened. It was full on, can't get enough of each other sex, where they only removed enough clothing to get the job done. Daryl was hard in a matter of seconds. By the time he had unbuttoned her pants and pulled them down he was more than ready to fuck her. One look at her face told him Carol was ready too and plunging into her confirmed it. She was so wet he moaned feeling the slickness at their union.

Carol was perched on the ledge, with her legs wrapped around him. Daryl eased her back against the hull of the ship so Carol would slam against it as he started to pound into her. Daryl knew she wanted it hard and fast, so he confidently gave her what she wanted. If anyone was close it would have been obvious what was going on from the moans she was making and the similar groans Daryl just couldn't hold back.

When Carol came he pulled her forward, completely into his arms, so she could cling to him while he finished in only a few more quick strokes. There was something about knowing he'd made her orgasm that brought on his own even quicker. That and the feel of her pussy contracting on his dick and the way she shuddered in his arms.

As the intense feelings faded away Daryl felt Carol's hands on his face. She looked into his eyes before meeting his lips with her own, soft and wet. Her kiss did almost as much to him as being inside her had, because she was telling him what he wanted to hear. Earlier Carol had said she thought she was falling in love with him, but this kiss said something different. It told Daryl she was every bit as sure of it as he was. And if he had any doubt her words said it all, "I do love you Daryl, I'm absolutely certain of that."

Never had a moment been more perfect. A gorgeous night, a gorgeous woman in his arms, and knowing what it felt like to be loved - finally. Daryl held her a few minutes longer until he felt his dick grow limp and start to slip out of her. He pulled himself the rest of the way out and helped her to the ground so they could both dress.

"I've never done that before," Carol said, with a little chuckle. "Out in the open like that, where anyone could see us..." The spot was fairly private, but she was right, they were by no means hidden if someone were to walk by. "Have you?" she asked, smiling when he didn't respond right away. "Oh come on, spill it."

"Just once," he mumbled, thinking back to his junior year of high school when he'd fucked a cheerleader under the bleachers. "Didn't go so well," Daryl added with a grin, telling Carol the whole story as they headed back to her room. It just so happened that he got caught up in a nasty little scheme of bullying, where the new cheerleader was forced to do initiation by finding a guy to fuck her in the football stadium. What she didn't know was that it was all just a plot to have her kicked off the team. The cheer captain alerted the principal of what was going on under the bleachers and he busted them, handing down Daryl's 3rd week-long suspension of the semester. The girl also received a suspension and was not allowed on the team. She ended up transferring schools eventually as word got out, while Daryl on the other hand gained some much undesired popularity and started skipping class even more often than usual.

"I hated how they made her feel so bad she had to leave but I became some sort of alpha male hero," Daryl said, feeing disgust all over again.

"Once again you show me you were a real man, even back in high school," Carol said with a smile. It took Daryl a minute to catch on to what she meant. But eventually he realized that Carol was complimenting him for recognizing the sexist times they lived in and being angered by the way a woman was treated so differently. He shrugged, "the way I see it, we're all equals. Ain't about whether you're a girl or guy, but about what you know and what you can do."

"You mean you don't believe a woman's place is to wait on her man, raise babies, cook and clean?" Carol said sarcastically. "I put up with that for 10 long years."

They entered the room and Daryl pulled her into his arms just barely inside the door. "I will be your slave," he whispered into her ear. "Do anything you want. Anything to make you happy."

"Anything?" Carol asked, drawing back to look at him. "Hold my hand in public? Carry my purse at the mall? Buy my tampons?"

"Woah, hold on... Leave me a little dignity," he joked. "I'm still a guy." Daryl was kidding. If she needed and wanted him to, he would do any of those things for her.

"Yes, you definitely are," Carol said, slipping a hand between them to cup his package. It had barely been 15 minutes since they finished on deck, but he would be ready to go again if Carol wanted to. She made him feel like a horny teenager, ready on her beck and call. "I'm not completely against working hard to make you happy," she said, guiding him backwards towards the bed. "But maybe I'm just being selfish," Carol added, undoing his pants and pushing them to the floor, underwear included. She had them both naked in no time, and Daryl was completely aroused in anticipation the moment she did.

Carol fucked him this time. She rode him hard and fast, just like he'd done to her earlier. Daryl loved the way her tits bounced as she moved on him. She was pushing him close when Daryl stopped her and took over. He lifted Carol off him and flipped her onto her back, giving his dick a minute to recover, before entering her again, in complete control. The back and forth of control was a reminder of the genuine equality of their relationship. They were both very willing to take the lead at times but also willing to be submissive other times.

When they were finished and lying side by side in bed Daryl felt a sense of panic strike again realizing the trip was pretty much over. Carol's insane sixth sense of his mood kicked in right away. "Stop thinking," she said gently. "We are going to be fine. Going home isn't going to change the way we feel about each other." Carol traced a finger on his chest, "besides, you heard the psychic, we've got this."

Daryl chuckled. He loved her easy going attitude and he knew she was right. And hoped to hell the psychic was legit as well. "I'm a bit nervous about meeting Sophia," Daryl admitted earnestly.

"Don't be," Carol replied quickly. "She's a very sweet girl. A bit shy at first, like someone else I know, but once you both get past that… you'll get along just fine." Carol pulled the blankets over their naked bodies. "She's changed so much since I left Ed. And having you around is going to help her so much, I know it." Daryl was honored that she was already considering his impact on Sophia would be in a positive way. "If we're being honest… I'm more than a little curious about your brother. Not nervous really, but I have a feeling he's not nearly as bad as you make him seem."

Daryl could feel her smile against his chest. She was likely right. Merle probably wouldn't come across as the ass that Daryl painted a picture of, but it was only because he oozed charm, particularly around women. "Oh you'll like him, just don't trust him 'kay? He's a snake in the body of a cute little puppy dog or something."

Carol giggled. "I love you, okay?" she added softly.

"Love you too," Daryl responded easily, as if they'd been saying those words to each other for years. "Get some sleep," he added, pulling her a little closer and closing his eyes.

The next morning Daryl had to leave for his own room to pack up. He promised to return once he was ready to go and was back to her room in just over an hour, luggage in tow. "Just had a call from security," Carol informed him. "They said the FBI would board as soon as we're docked. They want to meet with all the victims, just briefly to set up appointments to visit later in the week. They figure it will be a fairly open and shut case." Daryl nodded. He forgot about the FBI until he was in the shower earlier and wondered if they would need to contact Merle and Carol's ride to let them know they might be late. But it sounded like it wouldn't take much time and they would just be one of the last to get off the boat.

He was right. Once the ship docked the Feds boarded immediately and they were finished and exiting the boat with the last of the passengers. Daryl could see Carol scanning the crowd for her family. He spotted Merle right away and groaned. It appeared that Merle had already found some fresh meat to hit on while waiting. "Sophia," Carol whispered, tears springing to her eyes as she finally spotted her daughter. "Come on, come meet her and my sister in law and then we'll find your brother." Carol took his free hand in hers and weaved through the crowd towards an adorable little girl and a woman with blonde curls. Daryl was trying really hard not to be nervous as they approached. He saw Sophia's face light up as she spotted her mom and then her eyes shifted to his face. They weren't blue like Carol's, they were darker, likely hazel, but they held the same expressiveness as her mother's. One look in those eyes and Daryl relaxed. Everything really was going to be just fine.

The end!

Author's note: I was actually planning one final chapter to end this fic, but after writing this I decided that I really like it ending on that note. I like how looking into the eyes of a child, particularly Carol's daughter, puts Daryl at ease. I think it demonstrates that he will connect easily with Sophia and indicates that she's a lot like her mama. I am seriously considering doing a sequel fic after I wrap up a few more WIPs and delve deeper into Stay With Me. Let me know if you guys would be interested in a second installment that would explore how they get past all the real life obstacles and start their relationship. I know some will be disappointed that Carol didn't meet Merle, but with a strong character like Merle I didn't want to bring him in for just a brief scene and then end it. If I were to do a sequel Merle would have a much bigger presence. Anyway, thank you so much for your support. This one was fun! Thanks again to Tanya for the headcanon that started this whole thing. Mwahhhh! It was a blast!


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Pornworld 04: Working

David walked back to his apartment, his legs still a little shaky from the sex he'd had and the sex he'd seen. Rules, he thought. There must be rules in Pornworld. His computer was still there, even in this weird, alternate dimension, so he looked up STIs and pregnancy. There were no STIs here, and women could get pregnant only if they really to. An internal "swallowing" muscle allowed it to happen. There simply was no reason, here, not to fuck as much as you liked. "I could have fucked those two girls down the hall," he said out loud. He probably could still fuck those two girls down the hall. He was living in pornworld, now. He could have all the sex he wanted.

However, a quick look through his apartment revealed that he still had a job. Pornworld wasn't without an economy. Checking the time and realising he was late, he threw on his socks and shoes and hustled out the door. He saw people in various states of doin' it on his way in to work, of course, and when he got there, he was amazed at how much sex was going on in the store. David was the floor manager of a big drug store. All seemed about the same at first, but every time he rounded a corner or opened a door, there were people fucking: in the isles, behind the tills, in the back rooms, employees, customers, and combinations of the two. He was enjoying it, certainly. See something you like, stick around and watch for a minute. See something you don't like, just keep walking. It slowed productivity down, but people in Pornworld don't seem to mind. Productivity just is a little slower here, he thought, because everyone keeps stopping for fifteen-minute fuck breaks.

He had more or less gotten used to it when he heard a particularly enthusiastic set of moans, shrieks, and giggles coming from a certain isle. Back in the real world, there was half a shelf dedicated to condoms, lubes, and some very discreetly packaged sex toys. In Pornworld, that half a shelf had expanded into a sex shop within the store, and people were constantly "trying out" the merchandise. No one seemed bothered by that, here. It was a world without STIs, so trying out a dildo must be like trying on a shirt; you'll wash it when you get home. These moans and shrieks sounded familiar, though. They were coming from a clerk named Mindy, a shy girl with mousey brown hair who usually wore no make up at all. Mindy was definitely cute, and very personable, and David had always thought so, but he was in no way prepared for what he saw when he rounded the corner.

Mindy was demonstrating a product for a pair of customers, a couple, who were staring, mesmerised. David became mesmerised himself in short order. Mindy's hair was up, and her make-up had been put on with a trowel, but in a hot/slutty way. Her librarian-glasses somehow contrasted wither her hotness in a way that suddenly emphasised the hotness. She had her shirt unbuttoned and one tit in her hand, and she had her skirt tucked into her belt so that it exposed her sweet, delicate, tiny little pussy. David stared. He never expected to see her like this: brazen, randy, and enjoying the crap out of everyone staring at her. He became aware of a buzzing noise. She was demonstrating a vibrator of some kind. Her hand was cupping her pussy, her palm rubbing in big, languid circles. As he stared her up and down―her exposed legs, the pussy flesh on either side of her hand, her little pink-tipped tit, and finally up her smooth neck―he realised that she was looking right back at him. Her eyes were wide open, and when he made eye contact, she grinned even wider in a look that said "Hey, look what I'm doing!"

She flashed her eyes down, so David looked down. She had spread her pussy open so that he, and the couple who were still watching, could see her pink lips taught and the hint of a blue vibrator nestled between those lips, cupping her tiny, delicate clitoris. "Here," she said out loud, "let me give you a better look." She sat down on a bit of plastic lawn furniture that had been dragged into the sex isle for just such an emergency, and she hooked her knees on the arms of the chair. First, she turned her pelvis up so that they could clearly see the vibrator on her clit, and she began to spread and then squish her pussy lips: open and closed, open and closed, slowly pushing her wet, slick, shiny lips together, and then agonisingly slowly spreading them until the light-pink skin was flat, her cunt fully exposed. David could see the the line where her skin went from pink to pale. He could see the flesh around her clit, and the little tufts of brown curls that surrounded it.

As she leaned a little further back, he could also see what kept the clit vibe in place: a second vibe in her pussy. It was bigger than he'd have expected for such a small girl. David was suddenly more aware of the buzzing and thought, for just a moment, that he saw her inner lips vibrating. He looked in her eyes again and saw that she was staring right at him, delighted and excited to be about to come while he watched her, as if it was the fulfilment of a fantasy, which it actually was. Real-world Mindy had had a crush on David for months, so Pornworld Mindy did, too. She just expressed it differently.

She leaned back even further, tilting her pelvis up more, and slipping down the chair even farther until she was barely sitting in it. That's when David saw the third part of the vibrator, a little blue arm of the unit that was nestled, nonchalantly, in her sweet, tender, little asshole. It wasn't as big as the vibe in her cunt, but it was still big. It spread her ass open, visibly pulling the skin taught, but what was inside must have been even bigger to keep it in place. David felt his jaw drop, and he looked up at Mindy's face again. She was on the edge of laughter, getting off on his amazement. She continued playing with her pussy lips, spreading them and then squishing them together. The couple watching her now had their hands in each other's pants, and David was starting to envy them.

Mindy reached down to a small handle on the bottom of the vibe and started fucking herself with it, drawing it out, and thrusting back in, relatively slowly at first, but quickly speeding up until she was chaotically fucking her pussy, her ass, and her clit all at the same time, one title bouncing and jiggling as she built to a powerful orgasm. Her rhythmic moaning soon gave way to long, deep growl that shot up in a screech of what anyone who didn't know better would swear was pain. Her orgasmic scream lasted so long that she had to draw breath in order to keep screaming.

Eventually, spent, wet, and happy, she slumped back into the chair, her legs fell down, although her skirt remained up, and she blearily mumbled, "So tha's how th' triple-vibe works. Iss mos'ly a solo toy. Can' really do mush with two people excep' watsh." A slow grin appeared on her face as she caught David's eye, "But watshin's pretty fun, eh?"

Three minutes later, David had dragged her, stumbling and giggling, to a bathroom in the back. It was, predictably, five times the size of the old bathroom and furnished with a tub big enough for three. He was just lucky there wasn't already an orgy going on it in. He lifted her tiny frame onto the marble counter with ease and heard the still-buzzing toy smack against the stone. She shrieked again, laughed, and collapsed onto him, her mouth on his neck, her tongue in his ear.

"I want you to fuck me," she said in a half-groan.

"So do I!" he answered. "Pussy or ass?"

"Surprise me."

He reached down to the vibrator and slipped it out of her, but her body didn't want to give it up at first. He'd pull, and then between her anal muscles and the slickness of the toy, it would pop back into her, and she would grunt in delight. He tried this several times but with no luck although Mindy didn't mind.

"Hook your ugh! finger oh god! under the fuck! toy..." she gasped. He did so, feeling the warm, slick skin underneath, and then finally pulled the toy out of her reluctant holes.

"I want to fuck your cunt," he said, grinning like a ten-year-old.

"Okay, just turn the toy around so I can still have it in my ass, okay?"

He looked down at the toy in his hand. It was blue and shiny with pussy juice. The anal vibe turned out to be bigger than the pussy vibe. It flared out in a mushroom shape not unlike a giant cock-head. It looked too big for such a little, innocent girl... a little innocent girl who had rolled onto her back on the counter, hooked her arms below her knees, and spread her ass cheeks for David to plunge the toy back into her. "Well, okay then..."

He gingerly pushed it against her bum and watched as the flesh slowly spread around in, taking in the toy millimetre by millimetre. "Stop teasing and fuck me," she said, laughing like a madwoman. He pushed a little harder, but now, suddenly, wanted to tease her (tell a guy he can't do something...). The toy slowed down as it got bigger at the base, but David kept pushing until her ass swallowed it up and then pulled inwards past the flare. He twisted the toy until it was out of the way of her pussy, grabbed her by the thighs and pulled her to the edge of the marble―at which point she gasped and giggle some more―and then pushed his remarkably hard cock into her. Her body slid easily up and down the marble countertop, as she was covered in sweat and her own juices. "Fuck me fuck me fuck me fuck fuck me!" She chanted it like a sex mantra.

She yanked off her shirt and started pulling and pinching the tiny pink nipples on the ends of her bite-sized tits. David drove into her, each stroke harder and faster than the last. She chanted "fuck me!" interspersed with the occasional "harder!" or "faster!" He fucked her deep, and long, and time didn't exist. He could feel the tiniest movements inside her: the crown of his cock slipping past her kinky pubic hairs, then pushing her slick lips aside, plunging into the soft, spongy world inside of her cunt, and finally banging on her G-spot. He thrust into her, hit her G-spot, and stopped. Instead of fully withdrawing and thrusting, he started making tiny little thrusting movements just against her G-spot. "Frig yourself," he ordered, and she did. She lifted her body up onto one elbow and started rubbing her pussy, up and down and side to side, with two slick fingers, all the time her eyes were saying "Your cock is inside me right now, and I am rubbing my clit right now, and I am going to cum with you inside me right NOW!!!" She yelled, squirmed, moaned, shook, and came, her vice-like pussy squeezing his cock. He kept thrusting, kept banging on her G-spot, until she calmed down.

"My turn," he said, and she grinned from somewhere inside her sex coma. He started thrusting into her with long, powerful strokes. There was no technique to this. He was simply fucking like an animal that wanted to come, which, in that moment, he very much was: a hairless primate pounding away. Her legs were draped over his shoulders, and he had her upper thighs in his hands. He squeezed his eyes shut, but had he been watching, he would have seen Mindy's eyes, again, locked onto his face, loving every moment of his attention, even though he wasn't looking back. (She figured "fucking" counted as "attention.") He came in a spectacular series of grunts, growls, and howls. He imagined a Roman candle shooting out of the end of his cock, filling her up with hot, bright stars as lightning bolts shot up his spine from the tip of his cock, and then down his spine out his cock again. After he came, his legs were covered in sweat and he didn't think he could stand, but it still felt so good that he kept thrusting until he couldn't hold up his own weight, and he slowly collapsed on top of her, her legs wrapped around him and his cock, still hard inside her. Neither could move, and both were struggling to breath. "Moooore!" she moaned from underneath him even though they both remained perfectly still, unable to move.

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What to Expect in Using a Penis Extender

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There are lots of men all over the world looking to enhance the size of their penises in order to provide maximum satisfaction to their partners during sex.

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Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Chapter 4 is up!

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Chapter 4

Of course it snowed that night. I was going to spend the night with Tork and it fucking snowed! The drive was nerve-rackingly treacherous, so I was relieved when I made it to my destination in one piece. I made a mental note to have better tires put on the car as soon as I could.
Tork's home was nothing like I'd imagined. It was the opposite of his small, sparsely furnished on-campus house. This was a large, antique colonial with weathered gray shingles and a long white porch. Snow was piled high, so I couldn't see if it was close to the ocean, but I could imagine how beautiful it would be in the summer. I closed my eyes and pictured the two of us making love all through the long, warm nights after a day at the beach.
"For crying out loud," I said to myself. "Don't get ahead of yourself. Just get inside." I grabbed my bag and trekked through the snow to the porch. My jeans were soaked by the time I made it up the steps. As soon as I bent down to brush them off, the door opened. I straightened quickly to see Tork's wide eyes come back into focus.
"Hi," he said, holding the door open. I knocked my boots against the door jamb to get more snow off, but he said, "Don't worry about it. These floors are impervious."
"Okay, then." The door led into a large kitchen, and I set my bag down on a chair next to me. Tork looked at it and raised an eyebrow. I panicked. He hadn't expected me to stay. Oh, fucking, God-awful hell. I tried to act calm, but I wanted to bolt.
Finally he asked nervously, "Were you going to stay?"
My blush was impressive. I replied, "Well…I…uh, guess…I wasn't sure. Is it okay?"
Tork's face lit up. "Abe, I'm thrilled! I didn't know if you'd want to, since this was our first…date, so to speak."
Relief cooled my frazzled nerves, and I was able to return the smile. "I'm not sure if I would have made it home tonight anyway. I guess I need better tires. My car isn't the best in snow." I mentally punched myself in the jaw to stop it from opening.
I wasn't the only nervous one, though. Tork's hand shook slightly as he took my coat. "I'm really glad that you're here."
He pulled me in for a gentle kiss, and it would have turned into something more, had I not stepped on his bare foot with my wet boot. I hurried to take them off and the wet fabric of my jeans came into contact with my leg.
"Man, that's cold," I said.
Tork asked, "Did you need to take those off…and change?"
"Yeah. Um…where's the bathroom?" I felt like an idiot asking for privacy from a guy who'd sucked my dick that norming.
He grinned, seeming to read my mind. "Around the corner."
Once I was in the bathroom, I realized my quandary. I hadn't brought another pair of pants with me. All I had were my sweatpants that I was going to wear to bed. Just fucking wonderful. I'd have to wear sweats to dinner. There was nothing else I could do, though, so I slipped them on, changed into a white t-shirt and opened the door. Tork was leaning down into the fridge and stood up when I emerged.
"Hey, Abe, do you want a b—" He cut off with a croak.
I smiled nervously and said, "I didn't have any other jeans. I hope this is okay."
He put an arm around my waist. "Abraham Tenor, you are the sexiest man I have ever seen."
My mouth fell open, and he covered it with his own. His jeans rubbed against my cock and I was instantly as stiff as he was. So ready. I was so ready for this, but the stove timer buzzed and we took a step back from one another. He handed me a beer and turned back a boiling pot. I sat at the counter and asked, "So you can cook, huh?"
"A little. With four siblings, we all had to give mom a hand."
"Four siblings?" I asked incredulously. "I'm an only child."
Keeping his eyes on the food, he asked, "Do you have many cousins?"
"I'm it," I replied. My answer made Tork turn and stare. I shrugged. "My dad's an only child and Violet—my mother—has one brother, but he never had kids. So as far as family goes, it's me and my dad's parents."
"What about your mother and father. Are they still alive?"
"Of course. They don't approve of my lifestyle choice, though, so they pretty much ignore me. Dad occasionally talks to me, but not often. He paid my tuition and bought my car, and if I need something major, he takes care of it, but we've never had a father/son I'm-here-for-you-pal chat before."
"And your mom?"
I scoffed and said, "Violet hasn't said anything to me other than hello or goodbye for…let's see…a year and a half. She told me when I was about thirteen that I ruined her figure and that I wasn't even worth it." Tork's mouth dropped open. Rolling my eyes, I told him, "Nanny said last week that Violet's in Greece right now with her personal trainer. Why dad puts up with it I do not understand."
Tork looked ready to cry. He shook his head slowly and said, "I understand you so much more now."
"What does that mean?" I asked nervously.
He came around the island and put a hand to my cheek. "I understand now why such a beautiful, intelligent man has so little confidence in himself."
I dropped my gaze, not quite sure how I felt about his statement. We slipped into an uneasy silence, and he returned to cooking. The way his muscles moved as he reached for ingredients made my body ache, and I couldn't keep away from him anymore. I walked up behind him and looked over his shoulder.
"It looks good," I said, feeling like a dope with my small talk.
"I hope so," he replied and reached around to pat my ass.
I wrapped my arms around his waist and burrowed my face between his shoulder blades. I inhaled the addictive scene of deodorant and laundry detergent, committing it to memory. His words of compassion and caring echoed in my head, and I knew I was absolutely head over heels for Tork. Before I could stop it, my mouth betrayed me and whispered, "I love you."
He froze and I panicked. Stumbling backwards, I made it to the door and tried to get my boots on. The wet laces were hopelessly knotted. Tears poured down my face. I sobbed, "Stupid, stupid, stupid!"
Tork rubbed a hand over my shoulder. "Abe. Don't go, please."
"I have to."
"No you don't."
My head was swimming with confusion, humiliation and fear, so I lied to him. "I didn't mean that…what I said."
"Yes you did. You do love me." He hauled me up and held me at arm's length. His fingers gripped hard, and I shied away from him. Seeing that I was startled, he let go and his demeanor changed. He wiped my tears away and pleaded with me. "Please, baby. Tell me."
The endearment was sweet and heartfelt. I nodded and said, "I love you, Tork."
"Thank god," he said with a groan, and backed me up against the wall. His knee was wedged between my legs, forcing me to spread them wide. Working his mouth over my throat, he cupped my ass with strong fingers. I reached down and pulled Tork's shirt over his head, and tried not to faint at the sight of such perfectly toned abs. He yanked my t-shirt off as well, and trailed his kisses down onto my chest.
Before he got very far, he sat up looking nervous. I asked, "What's wrong?"
He cleared his throat and said, "This a little embarrassing to ask, but are you a nipple man?"
"Not really," replied unsteadily. I'd tried stimulating myself there once, but it didn't do anything for me. I saw no reason to go into detail. "Are you?"
"Nope. I never have been, so we'll just have to find other places that will get each other going."
I wanted to jump him right there in the puddle of melted snow and mud, but my eyes cut to the food and my stomach rumbled. "We really should eat it," I said. "Quickly."
We were both hungrier than we thought, so we slowed down and enjoyed the steaks and potatoes that Tork made. After dinner, we sat on the rug in front of the fireplace, with our backs up against the couch and talked. We had a lot in common, as far as music, movies and books, but there was one area in which we were polar opposites.
"You didn't play a sport in high school?" he asked.
"Sorry to disappoint you, Mr. Perfect," I teased. "We were all required to play a sport, so I tried out for the baseball team. I made it, and I was pretty good, but it didn't work out."
"Why not?"
I took his hand and touched his fingers to the rough scar on the back of my head. It was about three inches long, running from the back of my head down toward my left ear. Thankfully it was hidden under my thick, brown hair, so no one could see it. Tork rubbed his fingers gently over the bump and asked, "What happened?"
"Three jocks with baseball bats versus my skull," I said. Tork exhaled like an angry bull. I leaned my head against his shoulder and said, "One of them said I looked at him in the shower, so they decided to take the term 'gay-bashing' literally."
"My poor Abe," he said. "I wish I could get my hands on those bastards."
I looked up and smiled. "I appreciate the offer. That's sweet."
From my vantage point, the curve of his jaw was so tempting that I pushed up a little and kissed it. He grinned and let his head fall back onto the couch, giving me better access. Taking a deep breath for bravery, I shifted around and straddled Tork's outstretched legs, with my knees gripping his hips. He raised an eyebrow and pulled my head down for a scorching kiss. I traced a finger down his happy trail. When I got to the waistband, I paused, and he nodded, giving me permission.
It had been seven years since I'd given a blow job to my high school crush. That hadn't been a pleasant experience, not only because I gagged, but because my father caught us. The memory of that tempered my excitement, and I sat back.
Tork rubbed his hands on my thighs and said, "Baby, you don't have to do anything you don't want to do."
"I want to, but I've only done this one other time and I'm nervous."
"Anything you do to me is going to be amazing. All you did this morning was cop a feel through my pants and I shot off like a rocket. Just thinking about you sucking my cock is enough to make me come." The vote of confidence worked wonders. I unbuttoned his pants quickly and he sat up on the couch to push them off.
To finally see Tork's cock after fantasizing about it for so long was a religious experience. He put a hand on my face and whispered, "Touch me."
I rubbed my thumb lightly over the tip of his cock, and felt the bead of moisture slick against my skin. I kissed the inside of his left thigh and dragged my tongue up to his balls. Then I did the same to his other leg. I was surprised at the taste of him and found that I liked it a lot, so I smiled up at him and took the head of his cock between my lips. As nervous as I had been about doing it well, the worry melted away as I sucked more of him into my mouth. Tork hissed and put his hand on the back of my head, and I pushed down onto him until he hit the back of my throat. I gagged a little, so I pulled off and looked up at him sheepishly.
His eyes were closed and his mouth hung open in a pleasured smile. I was doing something right, so I sucked him in once again. Using my hand as well, I kept on working him until his hips began to thrust against my arms. He was going to come and I prepared myself for the taste of Tork's load. I snaked my tongue around the head and gently ran my other hand over his balls.
He suddenly pushed me off, and I fell onto my back on the carpet. Rejection colored my cheeks and I mumbled, "Sorry. I told you I didn't know how—"
"Oh, you know how," he said with a chuckled. He laid his body over mine like a blanket and gave me a hard, quick kiss. "That was fucking incredible, baby, but that's not where I want to be when I come."
Hot lust gripped me, and I crawled out from under him. "Where's your bedroom?" I asked with the most innocent grin I could muster.
"The first one at the top of the—hey!" I took off running, leaving him fumbling to get up and chase me. He caught me by the ankle at the top of the stairs and I fell onto my hands and knees.
"Let go!" I panted, laughing and kicking.
He sighed and said, "That is quite a tempting site. I'll let you go, but stay still."
My cock was throbbing painfully that I would have done anything at that moment to get some relief. He knelt behind me and drew his finger from the top of my spine to the waistband of my sweatpants. Without pausing, he yanked the pants and boxers down around my knees, leaving me exposed and vulnerable.
The only thing that existed at that moment was the feeling of his hand cupping my balls, lifting them and rolling them gently. I moaned and said, "I want you, Tork."
"Come to bed," he said. "I want you to be as comfortable as possible."
The bedroom was dark, except for a small lamp by the bed. I removed my pants and turned around to face him. My cock bounced slightly as I stood there breathing hard with anticipation. Tork crossed the room and drew my hips against his. We grunted and moaned as our mouths came together, teeth pinching lips and saliva dripping between our chins. I'd never known any emotion as powerful.
We clumsily climbed onto the bed, and Tork knelt between my legs. After a gentler kiss, he said, "Lift up your legs."
My limbs moved of their own volition, and I locked my hands behind my knees. There was a bottle of lube on the nightstand next to a square foil packet. Tork saw me glance at them and spoke reassuringly. "I'll stop anytime you want me to, okay?"
There was no possibility of stopping now. "Make love to me, Tork."
He smiled and reached for the lube. It was cold, but the way the smooth liquid felt gliding over my hole made me whimper with pleasure. Warm fingers wrapped around my cock and stroked me while a slick finger gained entrance. I winced at the sting, and he pulled his finger out.
"No," I whimpered. "Don't stop."
"I'm not stopping, baby. I just want to take it nice and slow so it's less painful." His finger circled my sensitive skin again and he pushed into me further. It felt strange, but I knew I wanted more of it. I moved back against his hand and he understood what I was asking for. His finger moved in and out more quickly and he whispered in my ear. "Do you want more?"
"Yes," I sighed. I felt another finger breach my ring and pushed out a little to accommodate it. The stretch was uncomfortable, but the pain morphed into pleasure. A corner of his mouth turned up and he tapped his finger against my prostate. A burst of heat shot through my body and I cried out, "Holy fuck!"
Tork leaned down and nipped at my lower lip. "Roll onto your stomach. It'll be much more comfortable." I did as he said, and shook with anticipation. He pulled me back so my ass was raised. Once again, he stretched me gently. I moaned, not only from the feeling of his fingers in me, but also thinking about the submissive position he had me in. Before I could continue that thought, I felt Tork's hard cock at my ass. He put one hand on my hip and one hand held his cock while he entered me.
I groaned, "Shit that hurts."
Tork stopped moving. "Keep still and your body will relax around me. Just breathe, baby. You tell me when you want to move."
Taking deep breaths did help, and the burn faded away into an odd fullness. I tested the feeling by sliding my hips forward a little, and the incredible sensation of his withdrawal made me gasp. "God, yes," I said breathlessly. "That feels…so good…please."
"I'll go slowly," he said as he pushed in all the way. "Fuck, you feel so good, baby."
He pulled out again, and went in faster, and faster, until his hips were smacking against my ass. The tip of his cock bumped my prostate over and over. I couldn't contain my orgasm any longer. I pumped myself hard and buried my face in a pillow. My cock swelled in my hand and the sweet release of pressure made my eyes water.
My ass muscles clenched and Tork sped up his thrusts, which I didn't think was possible. With a grunt, he thrust hard enough to push me flat onto the bed. His whole body shook and I could faintly feel his pulsing cock emptying into the condom. The thrusts slowed down and he rolled onto his back.
My chest was heaving with the adrenaline rush, but I felt the wet spot under my belly, so I knew I had to get up. I pushed up onto my hands and grimaced. "Ew."
Tork looked at the sheet and snickered. "Impressive."
I smacked his arm and sat on his legs to escape the sticky mess. I felt very sore. "Ooh!" I hissed. "That's a little sore. Ah."
He tried to hide his smile. "Scoot off so I can get up."
When he moved I fell over onto my back, directly onto the wet spot. Tork burst out laughing and I gave him the finger. "Thanks. Really. Thanks for that."
"Aw," he said, bending down to kiss my forehead. I pushed him away. He asked, "Would you like to take a shower while I grab some drinks?"
"You don’t want to shower with me?" I happened that way in all the stories I read, so I figured I'd ask.
Tork shook his head. "I'll give you a few minutes alone. Take your time."
A part of me was disappointed that he didn't want to shower with me, but it was nice to have some privacy to clean those areas which might need a gentle touch. It was also time for me to get my head together. Short bursts of thoughts ran across my dazed brain. I had sex with Tork. I told him that I loved him. He said that was a good thing, but he didn't say that he loved me. What did that mean?
I lost track of time, and must have been in the shower for a while. Tork called, "Abe? You okay?"
"Perfect," I replied, then rolled my eyes at my dumb response. I dried off and wrapped the towel around my waist. When I got back to the bedroom, Tork was changing the sheets. I said, "You didn't have to do that."
"It's not a problem. Here's some water." I took it and realized that he had his boxers and pajama pants on. I must have shown my disappointment, because he looked at me and said, "We should take it easy, Abe. As much as I'd love to sleep naked with you, I know for a fact that I would be on you in two seconds the moment the lights go out." He cupped my cheek in his hand and said, "Let's get some sleep. Then we can play more tomorrow."
"Okay," I replied, blushing.
I got dressed, and lay down beside him. He wrapped his arm around me, spooning me tight. Before I fell asleep, he kissed me on the temple and whispered, "I love you too, baby."
"You do?" I asked, fighting back the tears.
"More than anything."
There was nothing else to say. For the first time, I slept with another person, and I had never been happier in my life.
My cell phone rang very early, and I groaned. But then I realized that I was curled up against Tork and I shook with giggles.
"Stop laughing and answer your damn phone," Tork said through his pillow.
I half-stood, half-fell out of bed and got to my phone on the forth ring. "Hello?" I said groggily.
"Abraham? Are you alright?"
Oh, no. "Hi, Nanny. I'm good. Just tired."
"Are you still coming today?" she asked.
"What's today?"
A harsh sigh came from her. "It's Thanksgiving. Are you sure you're alright? Eliot! I think Abraham is sick, you had better go get him."
"Nanny, everything's fine. I'm just…"
"So help me, Abraham Eliot Tenor, if you don't tell me what's wrong, I'll come down there myself."
Time to fess up. "Well, I'm kind of seeing someone."
A pause before she said, "That's wonderful, darling. Eliot, Abraham has a boyfriend. Isn't that splendid?"
I heard my grandfather chuckling and I blushed. "Nanny, I'm not sure I'll make it to dinner."
"What?" she said. Her loving tone went stone cold. "I don't care if I have to send the National Guard to Brookline to get you. You are coming here today."
"I'm not in Brookline."
She sounded confused. "You stayed at school? Then that's even closer to—"
I decided to rip the Band-Aid off quickly. "I spent the night with my boyfriend. He lives in Sandwich."
Bracing myself for her reaction, I was surprised when she asked, "On the Cape?"
"No, Nanny, the sandwich at the local deli."
"There's no need sass me," she snapped. "However, if you're so close to our house, perhaps you could bring…what's his name?"
"It's Tork Freeman, Nanny, and I'm sure he has other plans, so I—"
"Ask him," she commanded.
I put my hand over the phone and turned to Tork. "Would you like to come over to my grandparents' house for dinner?"
"I'd love to. My mom will be fine with it."
I answered my grandmother. "Sure, he'll come."
"Excellent, sweetie lamb. We're having dinner at four o'clock. See you then. Ta."
What was I setting myself up for?
Even with the slushy roads, the drive to Scituate only took forty-five minutes. As we pulled up to the gates to my grandparent's estate, Tork nervously rubbed his hands on his pants. The man in the gatehouse waved and let us through.
"Holy shit," Tork muttered. "Abe, these people aren't rich. These people are wealthy beyond imagining."'
I snorted. "First of all, these people are my grandparents. Second, they are the least snobby billionaires you'll ever meet."
He blanched. "B-billion…"
"Shit. I shouldn't have said that." I stopped the car and said, "Tork, Nanny and Gramp will love you just as much as I do. You'll see." They were waiting for us at the door, and he blew out a steadying breath. I patted his leg and climbed out.
It was always amusing to see the difference in height between my grandparents. Gramp was six- foot-two, and Nanny was barely five feet tall. Her size belied her strength, however, and her hug made me wince.
"Happy Thanksgiving, darling," she cooed.
Gramp hugged me then, and thrust a hand out to Tork. "Eliot Tenor," he said in his deep rumbling voice.
"Tork Freeman," replied my nervous boyfriend. "It's nice to meet you." I rubbed his shoulder and it seemed to calm him down somewhat. He shook Nanny's hand, too, and she kissed his cheek.
"Gladiola Tenor. But please call me Gladdy. My goodness, Abraham. What a good-looking young man." She made me feel like I was fifteen years old, bringing home a date for the freshmen prom. Gramp rolled his eyes and suggested we go into the house.
Tork gawked at the high ceilings, intricate molding and polished parquet floors. Gramp noticed his uneasy posture and asked, "Are you into football, Tork?"
That got his attention. "Yes sir," he replied with a wide smile.
"Don't bother with the sir," Gramp replied. "Call me Eliot, as long as you're a Pats fan."
"Since I was in the womb," he quipped.
"Excellent! Gladdy, Tork and I will be in the d—"
"You most certainly will not. Dinner is almost ready."
Gramp leaned forward slightly in a challenging stance. "It's almost kick-off."
Nanny wasn't having any of it. "I don't care if they're playing on the front lawn. It is time to eat."
With a scowl, he backed down and stalked into the kitchen. I shook my head. "Nanny, you are, as ever, in complete control. Poor Gramp."
She smiled and said, "If I let him do things his way, this house would revert into a paleolithic cave dwelling."
"I heard that," Gramp called. "Go sit down, Gladdy and give their ears a rest."
We ate our Thanksgiving dinner in my grandparents' enormous dining room. The table could seat twenty-four people, but we all moved up to one end so we could talk. Of course Nanny dominated the conversation, asking about my classes, and Alyssis, and my plans for the summer. Then she turned to Tork and dropped the bomb.
"So, Tork," she began. "Are you also a senior?"
He was caught off-guard and his face reddened with annoyance. Before I could explain, he looked at me. "You didn't tell them?"
"Tell me what?" Nanny asked with an arched eyebrow.
Now or never. I just hoped the knife in her hand wasn't sharp enough to kill. "Tork is actually a member of the faculty."
Very slowly, she put her knife and fork on her plate and turned to me. "Abraham Tenor, what on earth has possessed you?"
Her calm demeanor and even voice didn't fool me. I knew I was about to get a good ass-kicking. I tried to smile as sweetly as I could, but she glared at me. I sank back into my chair and looked at my hands.
Once I had backed down, Nanny went after Tork. "Mr. Freeman," she said with venom. "How dare you use your position as a professor to seduce my grandson? He's just a child."
That broke my silence. "Nanny!" I cried. "Will you stop? I'm not a child. I'm twenty-three years old, so I think that gives me some rights to lead my life the way I want to. As for Tork, he didn't seduce me. This relationship has been building up between us for a long time. And it's not as though he's a pedophile. He's not a full-time tenured professor. He's an instructor hired at the last minute to fill in after the other professor retired. Also take into account that Tork is only twenty-seven years old. That's four years older than me, which—if am not mistaken—is less of a gap in age than you and Gramp. So will you please give me a little credit and let me live my life without treating me like a kid? Jesus Christ!"
When I finished speaking, I looked from Nanny to Tork to Gramp, whose mouth hung upon in shock. I had never gone off on my grandmother that way, and the dire implications of my tirade made me feel sick. Very slowly, my eyes shifted to Nanny. Her jaw was clenched and her fiery green eyes seemed to eat through my retinas.
After a moment, her rigid posture relaxed and she asked, "Have you quite finished?"
"Yes, ma'am," I replied meekly.
She spoke with refined grammar and vocabulary, and Gramp and I knew that she was still very angry. She said, "First of all, if you ever dare to speak to me in such a way again I will thrash the tar out of you. Second, whilst you make a valid argument that Tork is not a member of faculty, he is still under the policies that govern the faculty. Those policies prohibit professors from carrying on relationships with their students. Am I correct, Tork?"
"Yes, ma'am," he said.
"Herein lays our difficulty. If you are discovered, you will most likely lose your position. Are you willing to accept that consequence?"
"Absolutely. I love your grandson, Mrs. Tenor."
She stared back and forth from Tork to me, finally rendered incapable of speech. Gramp smiled at me and asked, "Do you feel the same way?"
"Yes, I do, Gramp."
"Well then, Gladdy," he said sternly. "I think we should let Abe handle this himself. Don't you agree with me?"
Trying to muster up her dampened dignity, she stuttered, "What? Um…yes. I agree. I apologize, Tork, for the unwarranted accusations."
"No need to apologize," he said. "I'm sorry that we didn't let you know sooner."
I slowly exhaled and said a silent prayer of thanks. Nanny picked up her fork and pierced a strawberry. Just as I thought I was in the clear, she asked, "Do you use condoms?"
My soda sprayed out of my mouth as a fine mist, and soaked my plate. I choked on the carbonation that I had inhaled, but still heard my grandfather's raised voice. "Gladdy! What kind of question is that to ask, at the dinner table of all places! You have no right to ask about something so personal. For God's sake, that is enough of your snooping. Do you understand me?"
It wasn't often that Gramp went off on my grandmother, so when he did, she listened. With a sheepish smile, she said, "Yes, Eliot. Boys, I'm very sorry. It's just that I'm very protective of my grandson."
The rest of the night was much more relaxed, although Tork didn't get to watch much of the game. Nanny hauled out her albums and gave him a run-through of my entire life through the lens of a camera. Of course he loved it, and as I watched him bond with the most important woman in my life, I didn't see how things could get any better.
And they didn't get better. In fact, they got much, much worse.

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I have owned several faggot priests over the last 5 years, but my ownership of these holy men has been far from the traditional Master and Slave ownership that I detail in Master Slave contracts. Owning fag priest slaves is entirely different because of the inherent power dynamic. These faggot priests and clergy come with a level of respectability which the layman simply does not have.

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If we take a typical faggot for example, and assume that I acquire that fag through one of several means, normally they approach me in a cowardly fashion wanting to be friends, but I always know what they are, and treat them accordingly. This then leads to a relationship of sorts where I abuse and manipulate them and extract all of their needs and desires from them. It is a deeply passionate process and one that I have perfected over the last many years. This is my normal engagement with fags, but occasionally this balance of power sways a little as I wrangle holy men and men of the cloth. In my post about Sissy faggot priests, you learn about a holy faggot that I still fuck, that likes to dress up for me.

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1 – If I have made myself known to them in all my Alpha glory, how do they react to my presence in public spaces?

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He informed me that Boss had many happening local girls. I was a little surprised because I thought most of the girls working in karaokes were mostly from Vietnam, China or Thailand. Local girls? That I had to see.

The mamasan brought us into a small dingy looking room. The waiter turned on the karaoke system and we waited for the mamasan to bring the girls into the room. Ronald made sure the mamasan understood what type of girls he was looking for.

“Can play one!” he barked into the microphone almost like a Sergeant major during a parade. I smiled to myself. I simply cannot imagine this man attending church and leading a small group of Christians.

About two minutes later, the mamsan came back with four sweet young things. The girl that caught my eye was wearing a small black dress and had killer legs. The only minus point about this girl was that she had really small boobs. Almost non-existent.

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The girls must be feeling worse, especially since they have to keep smiling the whole time as the men scrutinize their body parts and face in close proximity.

At that moment, I felt a tinge of pity but it almost instantaneously evaporated as the girl in black sat beside me and put her hand on my lap.

I asked her for her name and she replied “Ice.”

I assumed Ice was a ‘stage name’ that she used for work. As we continued our conversation, I was actually surprised by her level of English. She spoke very well. I complimented her on her English and she replied sweetly, “Of course. I am studying in the poly.”

I was skeptical and I think she could tell. She whipped out her wallet and showed me her student card. Singapore Polytechnic. Wow! I wanted to ask her why she was working in a karaoke lounge but I figured it was a question that she would really hate. It’s like asking a toilet cleaner why he wanted to clean toilets. It was derogatory. I didn’t want to be rude and spoil our chemistry, especially since her hand had slowly wandered up my thigh to where my sensitive spot was.

Then she whispered in my ear, “Do you play?”

I didn’t exactly know what she meant but I guess it’s some secret language for “Do you want to fuck me?” I didn’t want to appear like a green-horn so I just replied “Of course!” She winked at me and then said, “ Later ok. I go to the toilet first.”

For those of you who are not familiar with the karaoke scene in Singapore, “going to toilet” basically means that she was going to another room to serve another client. It was a good way of putting it cause it would make her many clients feel like they were the only one. And that they were special in her eyes.

After the girls left the room, Ronald rubbed his hands in glee and proceeded to describe his girl’s body in a way that Shakespeare would be proud. That guy has all the makings of a sex novel writer.

We proceeded to down a couple of beers and waited in anticipation for the girls to return. Ronald explained to me that the second time the girls came into the room is when the action really starts. They would have made their rounds to the room and gotten suitably high. He made a promise to me that he would get all the girls to strip the next time they came into the room.

He spoke with such strong conviction that I almost felt like I was listening to a Sunday sermon.

About ten minutes later, the girls returned, and they look like they are either half drunk or on drugs. They mounted onto our laps and started to rub their bodies against us. True to Ronald’s words, the girls started to take off their clothes and I looked over at Ronald and he was already sucking on his girl’s nipples.

At that moment a thought flashed past my mind. I wondered how many men have already sucked on these women’s tits. Do they even clean their tits after each room? If not, we would all be licking each other’s saliva, albeit on the woman’s body. I was pretty groused out by this thought and even though Ice’s tits were staring at my face, I couldn’t bring myself to suck on them.

After a couple of minutes of grinding, she got off me and then proceeded to belt out “My Way” in a horrendous off-pitch way that turned me off completely. I glanced over at Ronald and his girl was actually giving him a blowjob.

That sight was a bit too much for me and I excused myself to go to the toilet for a smoke. Inside the toilet, while I was washing my face, I saw two men huddling in a corner and I glanced at them from the mirror. One had golden hair and was heavily tattooed while the other was bespectacled and scrawny. They appeared to be popping something into their mouths and when they saw that I was staring at them from the mirror, they hurried out of the toilet.

When I returned to our room, the girls have already left and Ronald was singing some Andy Lau song. He sang with much emotion and gusto, and if I didn’t know any better, I would have thought he had just gone through a painful break up. After the song ended, he proceeded to tell me in vivid details about his blowjob experience.

I couldn’t help but laugh. And if I was honest with myself, I preferred him like this than when he was a church leader. At least he was more real.