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Hello! Thanks for all your past input. It's been awhile. I know I promised to write more and I have. Just not here. I managed to get three novellas published with The Wild Rose Press this year in their erotic division. (If you'd like to read them, feel free to contact me.)

This story is for those who are interested in something visceral and heady. It is the first-time meeting of two people who feel that instant connection and act on it. I'm entering it in the SUMMER LOVIN CONTEST 2018 and would love your comments and vote.

He had a resonating voice, older than his age, until he sang. Then it all changed. It became clear and fluid with a lyrical thickness. It rolled into me, especially when his emotions edged into a ragged quality as the ballad continued. I don't think it was the drink I tipped back so quickly to quench the summer heat. Travelling through the back street behind the beach shops, I wanted a break from all the quaint tea shops and outdoor bars that my college girlfriends had been dragging me to this week. They didn't expect me back to our cottage rental for hour or three, having split up and gone shopping themselves.

Hanging my shades on my tank top, I had stepped into the bar just as he took to the microphone. It was early evening and the bar looked cool and dark, far more inviting than another brightly-lit store with fleece wear, taffy, earrings and hats. Not that I minded it. Not at all, toying with my own newly purchased silver-drop earrings, after twisting my sun-bleached brown hair up in a makeshift bun.

Drink in hand, I stood to the side near the AC, letting my breathing deepen. I was mesmerized, drawn to the intricate guitar melodies, unsure how my drink disappeared. I could blame it on the anonymity and relief to the blinding sun, but it was sweet lull of his rich voice that almost instantly drew me to a less self-conscious state. The ice rattled in my empty glass as I held it to my neck, and rolled it on my upper chest, letting the delicious cold condensation drip down my cleavage.

The song rolled to an end with a tenor notes holding tight to a crescendo of release. I stood in awe, my trance lifted only by the applause around me. I was the only one not clapping! He seemed to look right at me with a questioning expression falling on his face. Embarrassment sent a prickling blush up my face. I tried to cover by raising my empty glass with a nod of appreciation. Then it happened. That smile.

That heart throbbing smile--- hazel eyes crinkled with long lashes. His smile was framed in a beard. His hair was something between blond and brown, his beard a shade darker. But his smile, so bright, in contrast to the song he just finished.

"Have a seat, I won't bite... hard." He said to me and nodded to a tall bar stool across the bar. I could feel his gaze follow me.

The titters around me make me move quickly. I pulled myself up onto the bar seat, my shorts threatened to ride up enough to have my cheeks stick. I might be slim but my short height made tall bar stools tricky to master gracefully, but thankfully I slid on, and my baseball cap on the bar counter. I turned to face him, only to find he was looking right at me. More like through me, since it cut into me as his voice did.

Did he just mouth, "for you?" I found a second drink in front of me. Maybe he meant the drink. Did I smile my thank you to him or did I just stare in wide-eyed wonder?

He spoke as he re-tuned his guitar. I tried to focus on his words but failed. All I heard was his deep voice, tender now, somehow matching the ripple of his muscled forearm, tattoo only partly showing from his rolled-up sleeve. A song request was made. He spoke of moving on from love lost, something I did a few months back. In truth I had been lying to myself. I hadn't moved on, not enough. I seem to find a way to slip away from the invitations that came my way. That's partly why my girlfriends were dragging me out bar hopping as much as they did this week. Little did they know I would just as soon play female "wingman" than find someone new. Or worse, I could find someone like my drone-voiced, snobby ex.

My attention focused back on the musician. He smiled a gentler smile and began to sing. Oh, his voice! It seemed to encircle me, moving me as it resonated within me. The cooling from scorching summer heat, lost when his voice added another different level of heat. I wanted to kiss those lips. I wanted to break the cycle. I wanted to touch him and have his arms pull me into him. That smile formed on his lips again. Could he read my thoughts? Was I that transparent?

I rolled an ice cube in my mouth, but that did nothing to cool me. Each breath deeper. It must be the drink. I pushed it away and mouthed "coke" to the bartender who seemed to hover near me.

"It is," he mouthed back with a snicker on his lips.

I tipped back another gulp and turned back to the singer, now drinking in the way his expressive brows added to the emotional impact of the lyrics. He tilted his face up dreamily and looked straight at me, as if he were only singing to me, as if he were waiting for me.

A visceral sensation rolled into me. I felt those ripples. The ones that formed with a moan--- after I reached that point where I needed more. Craved more. I craved him. A stranger with a guitar in a strange bar. I wanted him buried deep inside me. What was I thinking?

Again, I was snapped back out of my wandering, pulsing thoughts by the applause. Again, I forgot to clap. I fumbled for my glass to raise in a salute to him. I raised it halfway, abashed and cringing at my own faux pas.

"I'll get her to applaud yet, won't I?" The growing crowd whooped their appreciation.

"She seems a bit shy," he offered up on the mic in response.

"She's a cute one, Ian," someone shouted.

"Yeah, she's hot," another called out.

"We're all hot," came the answer.

"Not that kind of hot you numb nuts." Some jostling started.

When had the bar gotten this crowded? I was becoming uncomfortable as the subject of the crowd. Noticing, Ian tipped his head, and mouthed, "sorry." He cut off any further comments leaning into the mic, "Well, come on in out of the heat, everyone. Get settled before the real band starts. I'm just the volunteer. Would you mind if I played one more song before I have to relinquish the mic?"

"Play a dozen!" a woman shouted from the other side.

A man answered her, "He can't. He needs to make his move."

His friend elbowed him. "Now who's the numb nuts? You're going to ruin his game."

"Ian doesn't have game."

Ian shook his head at the laughter, his face twinging with red. He looked up straight at me, chuckling, "You be the judge, pretty one, won't you?"

I felt the heat of my blush deepen. I winced at the bar's attention but found a huge grin on my lips and nodded, whispering, "yes."

"What'd she say?"

"Yes. She nodded yes. So, it better be a good one."

"Here goes..."

He strummed a few chords, almost a medley of songs, before settling on an easy crowd pleaser, "You're too good to be true. Can't take my eyes off of you..."

"Cornball!" came a shout from the back.

"Shhh. Let the cornball sing."

He sang through the song, motioning the growing crowd to join on the third go around. Soon everyone was singing happily, many throwing their off-key voices my way. "I need you baby... oh pretty baby, now that I found you, stay..." I covered my face, laughing. With the last chorus, he hushed the room, singing solo again. God, he was gorgeous as his voice soared with emotion. Had he become even more handsome? He wasn't the tallest in the bar nor the most buff... but somehow, I knew he was for me, beard and all.

He put down the guitar, pulling the mic from the stand as he continued to sing. The crowd parted, allowing him to move closer. There he was, just above eye level to me as I sat on the high stool. The hazel of his eyes cut deep, his voice thickened. And, there it was, that twinge inside me. That glorious, scary, twinge of hunger, pouring through my veins, as he sang the last line and whispered it in his voice, "let me love yooouuuOOoo."

I forgot to clap. I didn't need to. I touched his face, drawing him to me, and without another thought, kissed those lips I craved. Delicious sweet but short-lived relief. It was his turn to forget to move or speak. Before I could take the next breath, I felt his arms press me firmly to him and he kissed me. Hard. His kiss lengthened, with the raspy groan that first made me step into the bar. Tendrils of heat radiated in me and fill my veins with fire.

Oh, how I wanted more of this. Of his arms, his kiss. He felt so right. I forgot we were in the bar until I heard someone call out, "I can't see. Did she approve?"

The burly voice called back, "Not sure. They're too busy making out."

Cheers erupted. Impossible to ignore, our kiss broke. He slid my hand into his. His finger sensually caressed my palm. I felt shivers cascade in me as he slid me from my bar stool. He stepped to the stage, my hand in his, grabbed his guitar and leaned over to someone. He motioned to his equipment. A nod came as response.

With the dying clamor, he repositioned the mic, and said a quick thank you, bowing with a grin as he held up his hands, mine still locked in his. Whoops of applause followed in response.

"Go Ian! I told you he had it," said the earlier voice.

"Lucky bastard."

With a guitar in one hand, mine in his other, we wove through the bar patrons, often getting congrats as we made our way to the door. "Are we going somewhere?" I found courage to ask.

He shook his head no. My heart dropped.

But there was that smile. "Not before I learn your name."

I told him my name. Ashlee. He kissed me again, his hands wove into my makeshift bun, setting my hair free. "Ashlee, we have a lot to talk about... before..." His eyebrow rose. "...and after. Especially after."

Ashlee broke from our afterglow first, tugging the sheet with her to the bathroom. Why do women do that? I had touched, massaged, kissed or bit every inch of her quivering body. My fingers untangled those silky strands which had twisted into knots after I rolled her over a second time.

God, she felt good. Heat bathing our skin, the windows giving no breeze. I didn't care. She smelled of ocean and sweetness, tasted of lemon and coke and when I sank down and pressed her legs apart, I was greeted with a tiny trimmed patch of auburn hair. So that brown, honey-streaked hair of hers was her own! So smooth, so wet for me before I did little more than bite her inner thigh. I left a mark. I know I did. I was hungry for her. I cut my guitar set short just to hurry her away. I lied, telling her I wanted to know more of her. That wasn't a lie. But I wanted to do it like we did. Naked with my condom wrapped cock filing her.

God, I'm hard again even though the last go around was what? Looking at the clock, an hour? A half hour ago? Did we fall asleep? It wasn't for long. It couldn't be. Turning over I leaned back on the pillows and crossed my legs, looking up to my ceiling. Street lights streamed colors in onto my ceiling, mixing with shadows of the trees. Beach town USA. You could almost read the neon of the signs for beer brands and taffy. My ex hated that and would pull the shades tight and blast the AC. I felt claustrophobic. Looking back, I always felt tense with her. Not like with Ashlee. She was so free. She was a song in woman form.

I listened to the waterfall of my shower and imagined the suds glistening on her touchable, smooth skin. I closed my eyes reliving how I devoured her. How she cried out and the urge I felt when I ground deep so deep into her. I almost worried that I would hurt her when her mouth went slack. But no. Her body shook and her walls clenched so tight that I couldn't pull my cock free. Not that I wanted to. Locked together, I let her wave recede before rocking back and thrusting into her. Faster and faster. Chords rolled in my head and the rhythm made me explode with mind-blinding fire.

My eyes popped open. I followed her gaze down to my naked pelvis. She sat on the edge of the bed, wrapped in my towel.

"Whatcha thinking?" She asked with an eyebrow arched and grin plastered on her face which was streaked with the reflection of a palm tree store sign.

I smiled as she stared at my erection. The truth just spilled out of me. "I was thinking about you and how I was never with someone like you. Ever. You are my summer song and I'm never letting you go." I grabbed her and rolled her over me onto her back. Leaning up on my elbow, cupped her cheek and kissed her. Hard, long and deep. "TMI? Too much?"

Her face was flushed, gray-blue eyes wide. Her breathing was deep. Silence cut into me, all the more so as the towel exposed her perfectly petite but grabbable sweet breasts. I stroked her face, willing my heart not to shatter and my confidence not to crumble. How stupid was I to do the rookie move of moving too fast?!

Her shoulders relaxed. She finally shook her head and spoke. "With you? It seems never too much." She kissed me tenderly and then a full-on smile took over her beautiful face. "But I do applaud your effort."

That earned a tickle and kiss to her neck.

"Stop. Wait. If we're starting up again, at least let me text my girlfriends to say I'll be late in getting back."

"You already did that." I gave her more tickles. The more her breasts jiggled, the harder I got. Again.

"Uncle. Stop." More giggles. "Halten. Desist." She pushed me to arm's length.

I stopped and leaned over her, let her catch her breath, both of us grinning.

"I'll let my friends know I'll be back late... tomorrow. Is that okay?"

I told her yes. But it wasn't. Tomorrow wasn't enough. I would find a way for my summer song to stay.

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by Anonymous09/11/18

Killing me Softly?

Very well told fantasy. I liked the device of having both tell part of the story.
Say "so what?" to the criticism. Stories don't have to be realistic.

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by Overcritical08/27/18

Too bad...

The world doesn't really work that way. Summer doesn't last forever and May and December relationships don't last either. But for a few minutes it's nice to think it's possible. 4* for trying.

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More please

Love the mood and feel of this story. It carries a sensuality with it. Heady only begins to describe it. Please keep writing!


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Vietnam is a country where massage therapy has been practiced for centuries. However, until recently, massage establishments were seen as shady businesses. Men would go to them to commit adultery or to get away from their wives. Men were ashamed of getting recognized in these establishments, but today, men can enjoy a relaxing massage without arousing suspicion. Read on to learn about the different styles of Vietnamese massage.

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Whether you’re traveling alone or with your partner, a couples massage can help you reconnect and spend quality time together. These treatments are available for both men and women and can be tailored to your needs. Whether you’re celebrating an anniversary, a wedding, or a birthday, a Vietnamese massage can help you unwind. If you’re looking for an unforgettable experience, consider booking a Vietnamese massage package for two at an affordable price.

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Prices of Vietnamese massage packages for couples can vary a great deal. A whole body massage usually costs between VND 300,000 and VND 600,000, but be prepared to spend more than that. You’ll probably find one that fits your budget, but be aware that the cost is usually double what you’d pay for an individual massage. Tipping is mandatory in Vietnam, so make sure to leave enough time for tips. You’ll be glad you did.

익산op The cost of a Vietnamese massage varies considerably and depends on the type of massage you get. A typical one-hour foot massage costs between sixteen thousand and two hundred thousand VND ($7 to $10), while a full body massage can cost as much as four million VND ($18) or more. The type of place you go to will also play a role in the price you pay, with a cheap local massage parlor costing half as much as a luxurious one.

The average cost of a Vietnamese massage is around $6-10 per hour, and the cheapest places in Hanoi are probably more basic. You can pay as little as $5 for a foot massage, which is a relaxing and rejuvenating experience. The lower end places will likely have shoddy facilities and unfriendly staff, and may not look like the pictures you see online. Generally, though, paying more for a massage is worth it.

There are many different types of massage in Vietnam. The traditional type is called a Vietnam massage and lasts for one to two hours. Traditional massages use elbows, knees, and hands of the masseuse. There is no oil, so the massage is gentle and relaxing for your body. If you like it more “hard” than soft, however, you might want to look for a more intense massage. If you’d rather not pay for a full-length massage, then you can get a half-hour or one-hour session.

Some of the cheapest places offer happy ending massages, which last 45 minutes and cost between two hundred and thirty thousand VND. The massage is done under a long mirror and ends with an act of your choice. A full-body massage costs between two and three million VND. While it may not be the most affordable option, it is still worth it if you are a single traveler and don’t mind spending a few extra dollars.

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When visiting Hoi An or Hanoi, a traditional Vietnamese massage is the perfect way to relax and recharge. While you can enjoy traditional Vietnamese massages at some establishments, you can also opt for more high-end options such as aromatherapy massages and perfumed oils. There are plenty of Vietnamese massage locations in these cities, so you’re sure to find the one that best suits your needs and preferences.

You can also find Vietnamese massage parlors in the CBD of Hoi An, but be sure to ask before entering. These are mostly in hotels and are often located in areas away from the center of the city. While some establishments advertise their services with price tags of VND a massage, make sure you know exactly what you’re getting before signing up. If you’re looking for full-on sex, you’re likely to have to pay a bit more than local prices.

During your stay in Hoi An, try to find a Vietnamese massage location that will match your expectations. If you’re on a budget, you can save money by looking for deals on the internet. Some resorts offer massages for free to their customers, and they’re often a good choice. It pays to ask around before booking, and don’t be afraid to call spas yourself to find the perfect massage location.

If you’re looking for a more luxurious massage, check out the Moc Huong Spa in Ho Chi Minh City. This chain of spas incorporates different massage techniques from around the world. You can expect a relaxing massage with the help of professional therapists and theoreticians. The KL Spa also offers a sauna and steam room, so you can relax after a day of sightseeing.

If you’re looking for a more discreet location, try the Red Light District. The Second largest church in Ho Chi Minh City is a beautiful example of French colonial architecture. Originally built in the mid-19th century, the pink exterior attracts photographers and Instagrammers alike. The church is only open on Sundays, but it’s worth a stroll to admire its architecture.

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Worried that I had just gotten aunt Connie pregnant we quickly devised a plan to get me off the hook and someone else with a few bucks on. Also if my father or uncle was blamed for fathering her baby at least it would not be considered incestuous. I told Connie that I was sure that my father and uncle would both just love to fuck her brains out as I had heard them making those type of comments over the years. Also that if we could get everyone a little drunk they would forget about birth control and believe that they could be the father. Connie liked the idea. She said she had actually made out with my dad when she was younger and that my mother never knew. Connie said it was your basic heavy petting session where my father ended up with blue balls. The thought of that me horny but I would act on it at another time. We plotted some more and with a little luck things fell into place.

A few days later there was a planned family get together. The whole family was to attend. Connie brought her kids over and then left to do an "errand". I also left because I was going to

help out with the plan. We decided to have Connie get a flat tire on deserted nearby country road and then call the house for help. With luck my father and or his brother would be there and volunteer to come and change the tire. Of course the drinking had already started, and with both my father and uncle in your typical bad marriage, they both had roving eyes. To further the plan Connie had a cold six pack in the car to offer who ever arrived, and reduce anxiety or inhibitions if there was any.

Connie and I picked the perfect spot on a heavily wooded dirt road. It could sometimes be hours before another car came along, so it was very private. Connie parked her car off to the side and I let the air out her tire. She was wearing Daisy Duke shorts and a tube top with no shoes. I wanted to fuck her on the spot as no man could have resisted her, but she told me we needed to pull this off first. She called the house and sure enough both my father and uncle volunteered to come and help out and I knew they were both well into a six pack. I took my position out of site with a video camera in case their were any denials later.

In a few minutes my dads car pulls up and my father and uncle Bill get out. They survey the situation and start jacking up the car. Connie has already passed out the cold ones and was drinking one herself. Suddenly Connie starts reminiscing about the makeout session between her and my dad many years ago. They all laughed about it so it must have been common knowledge. She then said "I want to finish what we started and I have always fantacised about fucking a couple of studly brothers". She then told my dad he was her first crush. With that the beer cans got put down and the action started. Connie dropped her drawers and tube top. Of course she was wearing no panties and it was beginning to dawn on me what a slut she was. She was standing stark naked in the middle of nowhere like a pale porcelain goddess. Here huge boobs and hairy black bush prominently on display. The woman was a walking wet dream.

With that the three of them moved under a shady tree and my father and uncle took off their shorts. I could see that that they were both aroused already. Connie stood between them and started giving them hand jobs and fondling their balls which were hanging low in the summer heat. My father was a good 7 seven inches and stiff as a board. Uncle Bill was also around that length so I guess it ran in the family, but Bill's cock was uncircumcised and Connie seemed fascinated by it as it reached its hooded glory. The action continued hot and heavy but Connie knew she needed to get to the main event quickly before any seed got spilled anywhere but inside her.

Connie then bent over and as usual her pussy was lubed and ready for business. With all of them in a standing position my father entered her sopping wet hole from the rear while she started sucking off my uncle and cupping his balls. They quickly got into a rhythm where as my father fucked her hard from the rear she would deep throat my my uncle Bill and then bounce backward all the way down the my father's long shaft to its base. This went on for a few minutes as I was in shock and highly aroused by what I was witnessing. With the camera on a tripod I had to let off a little steam myself. I was surprised at the stamina of my dad and uncle as they both fucked my hot horny aunt for all she was worth like porn stars. With that that I heard my dad grunt and I knew he was planting some seed. I could see his balls raise and body tense up several times as he shot his pent up load inside her.

One down, one to go. Apparently Connie had outstanding oral skills as my uncle had not cum yet. My father pulled out and I could see his schlong glistening in the day light. I could also see his cum dribbling out of Connie's hairy pussy. With that uncle Bill pulled his fat cock out of her mouth. He was at maximum arousal and his cock looked like a hooded purple snake with two large eggs hanging underneath. He picked Connie up and carried her over to the hood of her car. She lay on her back and raised her sexy legs at a ninety degree angle. He entered her with ease and apparently didn't mind sloppy seconds. She wrapped her legs around his neck and he began slamming her hard and deep. By now Connie was well into the throes of orgasm, sexy feet dangling in the air, and moaning and panting like she was possessed. The site of my hot aunt sliding back and forth on the hood of the car with her huge jugs now pancaked and shaking like jello sent me over the top. I lost my load on the ground in front of me. It sent uncle Bill over the top too as he grunted and grabbed her hips tightly, his balls tightening and I could see his body stiffen as he released wave after wave of his sperm into her belly. He sunk to his knees and Connie just lay there on the hood of the car, oozing cum from her hot love hole. She had been well fucked these last few days and had been filled with enough sperm to repopulate China. Everyone in the family was very fertile and had kids young. Connie could have been pregnant with triplets based on the amount sperm likely swimming around inside her.

The three of them laughed and got dressed and left in the separate vehicles after fixing her flat. I was standing there shaking my head in disbelief over what I had done and seen these last few days. I was both relieved and aroused by the fact the Connie had others to pin any pregnancy on, and that I had video to pop in when I felt nostalgic and horny. Hopefully I would soon get another crack at the woman who was just made for fucking. Still a part of me wondered if I knew all there was to know about the situation. I would like to know if readers want to hear more about my hot, slutty, aunt Connie and her sexual adventures.

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Her lover sits between her calves, crosses her legs placing her feet on his chest and then penetrates her deeply. Embracing his beloved and supporting himself with his knees and fingertips on the ground, the man can move easily both passionately Postures sexuals at a slow but firm pace.

For this reason, the woman can live the cervico-uterine orgasm in this position, a type of orgasm that few women can experience. This sexual posture greatly amplify the sexual and vital energy and therefore it is indicated both at the beginning of the amorous intercourse in order to engage the sexual and vital potential and towards the end, when both lovers feel the need of a revigoration of the vital force. There is a less applied in the Western world, but extremely powerful form of sexual intercourse performed with continence known in the Indian tradition as the Method of the Great Bee.

In this erotic position, the woman, after she helped her lover completely lay down on the bed or a mat, sits on top of him in the squat position, on his thighs and firmly tightens her calves after she introduced his lingam sufficiently deep in her yoni. Rotating her basin as largely as possible, she enchants her lover to the maximum and intensely enjoys it herself too.

If she feels that the pleasure tends to reach Postures sexuals climax which could be controlled with "Postures sexuals" difficulty, then she stops and focuses along with her lover on the lifting sublimation of the energies.

Also, for a better control, both lovers should breathe deeply and to hold the breath in retention on the full, action Postures sexuals will greatly facilitate the process of sublimation.

The approach of this position may be demanding for the woman, especially if the muscles of her thighs and calves are not well trained. Therefore, in this case, it is indicated for the woman to practice daily for a while certain exercises for the strengthening of the leg muscles such as, for example, knee bending exercises. This will allow her to easily Postures sexuals this erotic posture for a longer period of time.

None of the two lovers must forget that, if they do not make an effort of will, the pleasure of the one we love will "Postures sexuals" be satisfied. The Tantric secret texts sustain that this Postures sexuals only be learned through a perseverant practice and it is accomplished excellently "Postures sexuals" sending the mysterious power of will towards her intimate muscles: Also, the man will have to be extremely careful to control the sexual energy, since this erotic posture triggers a very strong energy that, for someone inexperienced, could lead to ejaculation and, therefore, an appropriate training is required.

This erotic posture favors the awakening of the Kundalini energy, due to the energetic dynamism that it engages, thus leading to completely special inner experiences. We know from the yoga practice that the awakening and ascending along the spine of the fundamental energy of Kundalini Shakti, is an important step in the spiritual evolution of the practitioner. Thus, making love with transfiguration and continence can be considered a real help in the evolution Postures sexuals the human being on the spiritual path and, even more than that, in the case of those who have native predisposition for Postures sexuals, a spiritual path in itself.

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The man must be very careful to control his sexual energy, because the very intense sensations of pleasure can make it more difficult to maintain the sexual continence.

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Derek stared nervously at the poster on the wall. It showed a large white tooth in cross-section, with arrows pointing to all the places where trouble usually struck: a black cavity in the top left; a green blob that represented plaque sticking like a limpet on the top right; something called ‘pulpitis’ in the middle; an abscess lower left; and gingivitis in the gum. The white tooth had a face with eyes and did not look happy.

Neither did Derek. He hated dentists, and in his eighteen years on the planet he’d taken every opportunity to avoid them. But yesterday, while he’d been eating a bar of hazelnut chocolate, there had been a small crack, followed by a sudden stabbing pain. The pain wasn’t getting any better, so he’d rung the dentist. One of his teeth was going to have to come out, he knew it. The receptionist had taken his name, age and address, and then had arranged an emergency appointment for 5:15 that afternoon. She had explained that the surgery actually closed at 5 o’clock, but that Dr Roberts kept a slot after that for special cases, so Derek should ring the bell when he arrived. He’d never had a tooth extracted before, and he was frightened.

The surgery had been in darkness, but lights had come on and the door had been opened by a small, wiry man in his forties, with thinning black hair, glasses, and thin lips. “Derek? I’m Dr. Roberts. Have a seat in the waiting room and I’ll be with you shortly.”

The white tooth on the poster stared at him accusingly. On its face, a tear was falling from one sad-looking eye.

Five minutes later the dentist was back. “Derek? This way please.” He led the way into the surgery.

Oh shit, Derek thought, looking around. The room was almost completely white, with dark grey counter tops and a tiled floor. In the middle was the chair – also white, but with black leather (or more likely PVC, he thought) padding. A strange little sink with a tumbler of purple liquid in it hovered by the side of it on an articulated arm, and a large double light was suspended on another jointed pole from the ceiling. A trolley bearing what looked like small instruments of torture lurked to one side.

“Have a seat.”

He sat down tentatively and put his feet up on the rest. It was comfortable, at least.

“Just going to move the chair into position.” There was a click and hum; the chair flattened out slightly and the head end dropped a little. The doctor reached up to adjust the lights. “Now, let’s have a look.”

Fighting every instinct to keep his mouth clamped shut, Derek opened it as wide as he could. A small mirror on a handle and a steel thing with a wicked-looking spike on it approached his mouth. The mirror moved around inside for a while, but at least the spike was only used to hold his lip away.

“Hmm. You’ve broken a corner off this tooth. That must hurt a bit. Well, everything will be fine very soon.” He straightened up and took something from the trolley. When he turned back he was holding a syringe. “I’m going to give you a small injection, Derek.” He pushed the needle carefully in, just above the boy’s wrist.

“Will that help with the pain?”

The doctor smiled. “What, this? No, this has no effect on pain. It will make you a bit dizzy, and you won’t be able to remember anything afterwards.”

“But – it’ll still hurt?”

“Don’t worry, Derek. Just try to relax.”

If the boy had been frightened before, he was terrified now. What was this madman doing? Something to make him forget what happened? So he was going to suffer through the agony of having a tooth removed without anaesthetic but it would be all right because he wouldn't be able to remember it afterwards? Oh fuck. What was going on?

The doctor pulled on some surgical gloves, and then Derek stared as the man produced a light brown leather restraint cuff. He placed it over the boy’s left wrist, securing it to the arm of the chair. Derek shouted and tried to resist, but he couldn’t think properly, and his muscles wouldn’t do what he wanted them to.

Another restraint went over the right wrist, then one over his ankles. Finally a long, wide strap was fastened around his waist. He realised that he felt drunk – or high, like he’d had a spliff. Actually, a good spliff. He was strapped to the chair, but he couldn’t do anything about it.

“These straps aren’t really necessary because you can’t move very well anyway thanks to the injection, but they will make you feel a lot more helpless.” He smiled. He didn’t look good when he smiled.

Derek blinked – the doctor’s hand was on his leg. It slid slowly up his thigh, over the inside seam of his jeans, until it reached his balls. There the hand stopped, but the fingers began to tickle.

What the fuck? Derek fought to close his knees together, but his muscles would not work. He watched as the hand started to move again, upwards over the bulge of his balls, to his cock. They felt around, squeezed gently, stroked and teased.

Derek was incandescent: another man had his hand on his cock and was feeling him up! What the fuck? He’d punch the fucker’s lights out! He struggled to lift his arms but they stayed exactly where they were. Fuck fuck FUCK!

He wished he’d worn underpants – he never did, partly because the feeling of his cock sliding against the tight denim turned him on, and partly because he knew that a good bulge got the girls more interested. That was why he wore his jeans so tight. It certainly worked for him, anyway. Or it had done until today. The dentist’s fingers were still tickling his cock, and with a sudden sinking feeling he realised that he was beginning to get a hard-on.

The hand was now cupping his growing bulge, one fingernail scratching lightly over the now more obvious head of his cock. His concentration immediately centred on that finger and what it was doing to him. Oh fuck, that felt amazing.

The dentist could not believe his luck; he’d had a fair number of boys in this chair but he couldn’t remember ever having one this cute. He was gorgeous. Blond hair, blue eyes, and his tight teeshirt showed his developing pecs beautifully. And those jeans – they were skintight. Boys who wear gear like this were just begging to be abused, he thought.

For a while he had remained silent, but now he began to speak quietly. “You are a very cute boy, Derek. I like cute boys. You’re sexy. You’re also helpless. You’re strapped down, can’t move. Cant escape. The injection I gave you is making you high. Making it very difficult for you to resist. I can do anything I want to you, boy, and you won’t remember a single thing afterwards. Not a thing.” All the while the fingernail continued to scratch over the cockhead through the thin, worn denim of the boy’s tight jeans. He leaned closer and gripped the cockhead more firmly. “I am going to make you cum, boy. And there is nothing you can do about it.”

“No!” That came out as an unintelligible moan. “Fuck off. I’m straight…” Even he couldn’t recognise his own words, but apparently the dentist could.

“Oh I know you’re straight. That’s what makes it so much more satisfying.” The finger started to move again, and wrenched Derek’s concentration back to it.

It stopped. “You see? Teenage boys are all the same: I’ve only got to play with your cock and you’re incapable of thinking about anything else.”

“No I’m fucking not! Get your hands off me you fucking cunt!”

The dentist just chuckled. “Oh, I don’t think so.” His hand gripped the top of the cock – which was now fully hard and stretching the thin denim of his jeans out as if it wanted to be gripped even more – and began to slide up and down very slowly along its full length.

“I’m going to make you want to cum very badly, cute boy.”

“No way you cunt.”

The fingers unbuckled his belt, then undid the button, and took hold of the zip. Very slowly, the man pulled it down. Derek fought to stop him, but however hard he tried to move he just continued to lie there. He cursed the dentist and more than anything he cursed whatever had been in that fucking injection.

“Oh! No underwear, I see. Naughty. But excellent. In that case, a little more teasing through those tight, sexy jeans…” He reached to the trolley of horrors and came back with a dentist’s drill. He pressed a button and a high-pitched whine came from it. “Don’t worry, the drill head isn’t on it. But even without it this thing can produce good results…” He touched the end of it to the bulging cockhead, and Derek inhaled sharply. Oh fuck, the vibrations felt like nothing he’d ever experienced before. It very quickly made him need to cum.

But the dentist took it away. “You see? I could make you cum any time I wanted to, straight boy. I could make you cum in those sexy, tight jeans.”

Derek fought again to move. “No way a fucking guy is gonna make me cum. NO FUCKING WAY.”

The man touched it to the boy’s bulge again for just a second. Again Derek moaned. He needed to cum but he was fucked if he was going to let another guy make him.

The drill was gone again. “But I’m a guy and you’re straight. Surely you don’t want another man to make you cum?”

“Damn fucking right I don’t, you fucker!” He was still as horny as shit, but the drill wasn’t touching him at the moment, and he was, for the moment, able to think more coherently. “I’m not gonna fucking cum for you…” Every time he tried to speak, his words sounded to him slurred almost beyond recognition, but the dentist seemed to understand with no problem.

The man leered. “That’s it, boy, try to fight it.” The vibrating drill came down again onto the straining denim bulge of the cockhead, but this time the touch was much lighter, and it was removed almost the instant it had made contact. Even so, it was enough to make Derek tense in the restraints, and his cock jerk towards the drill, which was being held half an inch away.

A pause, perhaps two seconds, and then a repeat.

This was unbearable – it was sufficient stimulus to keep him close to cumming, but at the same time he knew full well that he was being abused by another guy. He used all the concentration he’d got, but to his fury he couldn’t stop himself from thrusting his hips, trying to reach that drill and to push his cockhead against it.

“I see you like this drill.” The dentist had an evil smile on his face. He touched the device a few more times to the worn, straining denim, even more lightly, lifting it away again each time the bulge pushed forwards. “But enough of this. The injection will begin to wear off soon so we must proceed.” He switched the drill off and put it down, then opened boy’s jeans so that he could get to the boy’s cock and balls.

“Now,” he said slowly, with gloating in his voice, “You’re already strapped down, but I’m going to blindfold you as well, so that you can’t see. That’s so unfair, isn’t it…” He produced a strip of black leather and strapped it over Derek’s eyes, pushing it down well and adjusting it carefully. “Do you feel helpless yet?” The man chuckled quietly.

Holding the hard cock pointing towards him with one hand he licked the very tip just once with his tongue. The cock jerked urgently. He did it again, and then he stroked it around the whole head. His eyes were fixed on the boy – he was making him squirm in need with every touch.

He opened his mouth and took the entire cock into it, closing his lips around it and sucking. Derek gasped, his whole body tensing. For a long moment the dentist stayed there motionless – and then he began to slide his lips very slowly up and down the full length of it.

Strapped down, blindfolded and drugged, Derek gasped, then moaned, and then yelled. “FUCK OFF! YOU WILL NOT MAKE ME FUCKING CUM!”

The dentist moved his head back. “No?” He chuckled. “We’ll see.” He took a circular sheet of thin transparent plastic with a hole in the middle of it, and carefully pushed it over the boy’s hard cock, straightening the plastic out so that it was covering his crotch and the area around it. Then he took the surgical glove off his right hand and replaced it with a shiny black rubber one that was dripping with lube. He enclosed the horny cock with the slippery glove and began to stroke his thumb slowly over the tip of the head.

The moment the cool rubber glove gripped his cock Derek gasped and moaned. His cock jerked in the dentist’s hand.

“I’m gonna make you cum, boy. I’m gonna make you lose it and shoot your boy-spunk into this slippery black rubber glove. Try to stop me. Try to stop another guy from making you cum, straight boy.”

He transferred his grip to just the end of the cock, with his fingers and thumb around the ridge. He held his hand motionless for a few moments.

Derek screwed his eyes shut in concentration under the blindfold. He was fucked if he would let this cunt make him cum. No Fucking Way.

Suddenly, without warning, the dentist gripped firmly and began to slide his fingers up and down, stroking over the curve of the cock head from the ridge and the frenulum right to the piss-slit, quickly and irresistibly. At the same time he pushed his other hand deep into the boy’s groin, gripped the very base of the cock firmly and moved his fingers and thumb quickly, squeezing and releasing against the balls. In his experience this technique made a horny boy lose it more reliably than any other.

Ah, teenage boys, he thought; he knew from the many he’d had in this chair that they’re always - even the straight ones – so satisfyingly easy: once you get them helpless, they can struggle as hard as they like and fight to stop you from making them cum, but they just can’t. They never can. And this one would be no different.

The man had hardly begun when, with a long, loud yell Derek’s spunk began to erupt from his cock in violent bursts. It shot into the milking hand, covering the shiny lubed black rubber thickly, squirted between the fingers and ran down onto the clear plastic where it collected in pearly globules.

The dentist was in heaven. He loved to see helpless boys trying to struggle. He loved that they were strapped down and restrained. He loved the fact that they were blindfolded so they couldn’t see. But more than anything he loved to watch them fighting not to cum – and then making them shoot helplessly.

Eventually the pulses became slower, weaker. The man continued to slide his fingers over the cockhead until he’d milked every last drop of straight-boy spunk out of it.

He straightened up, sighed in satisfaction, and switched the two concealed cameras off – he would be having a wonderful wank tonight watching this recording, and then it would go into his large – and still growing – collection hidden at home. It was a shame, he thought: he’d given this boy just a touch too much of the drug; he preferred it when they could move just a little bit more – not enough to do them any good, of course, but enough so that their struggling and fighting was just a little more visible. He liked the hear the restraints creaking. Oh well, not perfect perhaps, but still wonderful.

Next thing was to remove the evidence. He carefully removed the plastic sheet, making sure that not a drop of spunk landed on the boy’s clothes. After disposing of that he set about releasing Derek and putting the restraints back out of sight.

He pulled up Derek’s jeans, put his cock back inside and fastened everything up. Last thing, he removed the boy’s blindfold.

“Did you enjoy that?” He asked.

Derek was still panting, but didn’t seem to be entirely there. His eyes were slightly crossed. “Fuuuck…” He managed to groan.

The dentist smiled. “Ok. Now, let’s see about that tooth.”

The tooth only required a short drilling to clean up the surfaces, for which Derek was given a normal local injection in the gum. Then it was built back up with some hi-tech material that hardened when a small ultra-violet light was shone on it. The whole procedure was painless and relatively short.

“Have a rinse.” He indicated the purple liquid in the glass. “How do you feel?” He knew that the injection should have mostly worn off by now.

Derek wasn’t quite sure. It seemed to him that he’d been here a long time, but his tooth didn’t hurt any more. Something felt slightly strange at his crotch though, but he dismissed it. “Ok, I think.”

“Good. Go home and rest. You’ll be a bit woozy for a while but that will soon pass and you’ll be fine.”

Derek signed the form, thanked the dentist, and left. He walked home slowly, and slightly erratically.

“You’ve been a long time,” said his mother, looking in from the kitchen. “Did you have it out?”

“Erm… No. He drilled it and built it back up again.”

“Oh. That’s good. I’ve made soup for dinner – thought you wouldn’t want anything hard today.”

“Yeah. Thanks. I’m going to have a lie down.”

“Ok, love. I’ll warm it up when you’re ready.”

He went up to his bedroom and looked down at his crotch. That’s what felt strange: his cock was on the right, whereas he always had it to the left. He wondered how it had got there.

He sat on the bed and thought. It was just like a dream. He remembered going into the dentist’s, he remembered getting onto the chair. Then nothing until the guy told him to rinse his mouth. Odd. He unzipped his jeans and moved his cock back to the proper side. His fingers came away sticky. Precum? No. That was spunk. This was very strange.

Later they sat and watched TV. After the news a hospital programme came on that, coincidentally, involved a dentist.

“I don’t think we want to watch this after Derek’s just been there, do we?” Said his father, lifting the remote.

The dentist was using his drill off-screen. The room was filled with a high-pitched whine.

Derek looked down. He’d suddenly got a stonking hard-on.