This story contains consensual sex between two males involving light bondage, if this isn't your thing, don't read this story. It's as simple as that. I don't want to offend anyone, but the only way to keep from being offended is not to read this post. Of course, we must ask, if you are offended by consensual sex between to males, just what are you doing reading posts in alt.sex.motss?
Encounter Part 1
Dave was new to the entire scene. He was only a freshman in college and scared that his buddies on the swim team would find out that he was gay. But the desires were too strong for his inhibitions to keep him from going to the bar. He had taken a year off between high school and college and so her was nineteen years old as a freshman, and he was Chinese-American. Actually, he was only part Chinese, one of his parents was Caucasian, so he had an interesting combination of Asian and European good looks. Needless to saw he was well built, with huge arms, chest and shoulders as well as a tight ass, hard legs, and a flat stomach - a swimmer's build. In truth he was any gay man's wet dream, and he was curious. He walked into the bar dressed in cuffed jeans, converse sneakers without socks, and a flannel shirt. The bouncer at the front door accepted his fake ID and so he walked casually up to the bar to get a drink.
"Hi Dave, I'm surprised to see you here," a familiar voice said from behind him. It was a friend of one of the guys on the team.
"Hi," Dave stammered, "I'm well, I'm..." He couldn't finish his statement.
"That's alright. I understand. I'm gay and it's hard when you're first coming out. Hell, you've got more guts than I did. When I was first coming out I wouldn't have been caught dead near a gay bar. Want to talk?"
"Yeah." Dave was amazed. He had never imagined that Kurt was gay, nor that the guys on the team would socialize with a homosexual. He was actually pretty relieved. Kurt bought them both a drink and they went to a booth to chat. They talked about coming out and each other, and soon Kurt, after they'd both had a few drinks, asked Dave if he would be interested ina trip to his apartment.
"Sure, I'd love to see your place. Maybe while we're there we could...?" Dave asked, allowing his question to trail off.
"I was hoping that we would." They went to Kurt's place and once inside they melted into each others arms. Kurt and Dave kissed, long and hard, and their arms wandered all over their bodies. Kurt was pleased with the hard, young body that was beneath his hands. He couldn't wait to feel this flesh directly. "Have you ever fantasized about bondage, Dave?" Kurt asked coyly.
"Actually, yes," Dave answered, surprised that he was telling this to someone on what was, essentially, their first date.
"Would you be my slave for the night then? I'd love to top you."
"Oh, yes."
Kurt smiled at the thought of this amazing freshman at his disposal for the night. "Good, then you will call me Master or Master Kurt for the rest of the evening. Take off your shoes, slave."
"Yes Master." Dave removed his shoes and put them aside. Kurt handed him a pair of leg fetters and he attached them to his ankles. The cold steel gleamed beside his tan flesh. Kurt walked behind his slave and cuffed his hands behind his back. Dave stood there as his master pressed himself up against him from behind and hugged him, groin pressing into butt. Kurt kissed his slave gently on the ear as he reached around to feel the boy's flat stomach. Kurt's hands ran up and down Dave's arms, feeling the large muscles of the swimmer. He walked around and grabbed his slave by the waist of his pants.
"Come with me," Kurt said and they walked together into the bedroom.
In the bedroom Dave saw that Kurt was ready for visitors. At the corners of the bed were straps to tie someone down, and there were other pieces of bondage equipment scattered around the room. Kurt lead Dave over to a particular board that was at a slight incline and was elevated to about waist height. Dave's hands were uncuffed and he sat down on the board. He lay back on the board and Kurt chained his hands above his head to one end. Dave's feet were chained to the lower end of the board, though without removing his ankle fetters. Kurt leaned over onto the board and kissed his love on the lips. Once more they kissed passionately.
Kurt sat up on Dave's groin and unbuttoned his slave's shirt. He untucked it and flung it open, revealing Dave's washboard stomach, taut sides, and massive pecs. Even stretched by his position his pecs were impressive. He had the perfect swimmer's body, and he was so young and tight. Kurt licked his lips and his hands moved closer, trembling. His fingers massaged the tight muscles of Dave's stomach, feeling the hardness that was but flesh. They moved up and cupped a pec each. Kurt's hands kneaded the muscles, pulling the nipples as they hardened. Dave's head rolled with pleasure. Kurt felt his slave hardening beneath his seat. He moved his hands up into the sleeves of the shirt and felt Dave's bulging arms as the boy arched in his bonds.
Kurt got up off of Dave and took off his own shoes and shirt. The boy looked over at his master, wondering why he had left. Kurt quickly climbed back on and Dave smiled. He lay on top of his slave and kissed him, their bare chests pressing up against each other. Kurt grabbed Dave by his hair and pulled his head back and began licking at the Asian's exposed neck. Kurt began sucking hard at the base of the neck, giving Dave a hickie. At first Dave wanted to protest but he stopped himself. He was a slave now, and besides he'd figure out a way to explain it away.
Kurt's lips and tongue moved down his slave's chest. He scrapped his teeth over the hunk of meat beneath him. Dave moaned in pleasure. Kurt massaged one pec with his hand as his tongue licked the sweat off of the other. His fingers pulled and twirled nipples, hardening them, as his tongue teased them. He even bit on them a little, causing Dave to hiss and shiver. The swimmer's hard on was about to explode out of his jeans he was so excited. Now that his slave's nipples were totally hard Kurt pulled two weighted nipple clips from his pocket and attached them to Dave.
Dave moaned from the pain of the clamps and arched his back in an incredible manner. Hungrily Kurt bit at the skin at the junction of chest and stomach, while his hands clamped on the boy's lats. Dave didn't know what to say or do, he was in such pleasure and pain. Kurt's lips and tongue moved further down still, licking along the lines of the swimmer's cut tummy. Dave looked down, amazed at the sensations created by his master's tongue on his flesh. Kurt reached to top of Dave's jeans and pulled his belt off, totally. Then he unbuttoned the 501's. Dave was wearing paisly boxers underneath and his erection popped out of the slit at the first chance.
Kurt pulled the jeans and boxers down, leaving his groin and ass bare.
He kissed Chris' penis on the tip, sending shivers through the boy. His tongue licked up the shaft, from its base in a mat of black hair, to the tip, along the bottom. After eating out the Asian's pisshole, Kurt took it all in his mouth, deep-throating the boy. Dave moaned as Kurt expertly sucked him off. He reached behind the bound slave and slid a finger into Dave's surprised ass. Dave couldn't believe how good it felt to have a man suck and finger fuck him. With his spare hand, Kurt massaged his slave's balls. Soon Dave came and Kurt greedily swallowed it all up.
"Now it's my turn," Kurt said to his slave. he pulled Dave's boxers and pants back up, going so far as to button his jeans's closed, save for the top button. He licked his way back up the youth, his tongue tracing along the quivering flesh. When he got to the nipples he flicked the clamps ith his tongue. Dave arched again, more aroused than he'd ever been before. Kurt pulled himself up, so that he was seated on the Asian's chest, hes feet on the boy's stomach, and his groin over Dave's face.
"Now you suck me, or, in truth, I'm going to face fuck you." Kurt unzipped his jeans and pulled out his seven inch long prick. Dave opened his mouth and lifted his head towards it, wanting to suck. Kurt thrust into the waiting oriface, plunging in and out of Chris' mouth. He grabbed the boy's hair, forcing him to suck, as if he needed prodding. Dave was greedily swallowing the cock, like and old pro. Finally, Kurt came and the boy swallowed it all.
Dave had never experienced anything like this before in his life. The sex was arousing him and the bonds even more. Knowing that he was helpless made him so horney. Kurt unchained him from the board and, after totally removing Dave's shirt, cuffed his hands behind his back again. He held his bound boy close to him, feeling the young flesh. They lay down on the bed together and kissed for a few minutes before falling asleep. Dave awoke, still bound, in Kurt's arms and liked that feeling. When Kurt woke up he looked Dave in the eye and asked him if he'd liked it.
"That was the best sex I've ever had."
"Good, I'm glad you enjoyed it."
"But, I was wondering, do you think we could try this stuff again, but I could me the master?"
"If you're free tonight, I'll be your slave," Kurt said, smiling at his bad pun.
"Good, I can't wait to come over tonight and have you as my slave."
Kurt kissed him again on his lips and said, "I can't wait either." They kissed each other as Kurt gropped his boy toy some more, feeling the muscles. Dave looked at Kurt and realized he'd found the man he wanted to be with, at least for now.
Encounter - Part II
It was about eight o'clock on the evening after Kurt and Dave had had their first encounter. Dave walked quickly down the street to Kurt's apartment building; his speed partly out of desire for that evening's activities and partly out of residual shame. He may have loved last night but he was stil having some problems accepting his own sexuality. With a smile on his face Dave punched Kurt's security code into the building's electronic security system. It pleased him that Kurt was so serious about this that he gave him the entry code. He checked his watch, 8:15, a few minutes early for their rendezvous but he doubted Kurt would mind. He knocked on the door. Dave nearly jumped when it was opened by Andy, his swimming team-mate.
"Hi Dave," Andy said, "Kurt told me some one was coming over. Come on in."
"Hi Andy," dave managed to stammer out as he walked nervously into the apartment. He knew that Kurt and Andy had been best-friends since their freshman year, before Kurt had come out of the closet, but he hadn't expected to see him here tonight. he heard the door closing behind him.
"Just as he was about to turn to Andy and explain he heard him call out, "Kurt, your date's here!" Dave nearly died. He turned to Andy, expecting the worst. A friend is one thing, but he didn't know how Andy would react to a team-mate being gay. Instead Andy just looked at him and said, "Hey, it's alright. I won't tell the other guys on the team. You just have fun tonight." Before Dave could say anything Andy winked at him and walked out of the apartment. Dave practicaly fell onto the couch, wondering if his friend had guessed of if Kurt had told him.
Moments later Kurt walked into the room. "Hi Dave, I wasn't expecting you for another fifteen minutes. Sorry it took me so long to get out here.
Andy came over for dinner and I was finishing up the dishes." He threw the towel he had been drying his hands with to a side.
"Did you...?" Dave began, fumbling for words, "I mean, you didn't... um... How did Andy know I was your date?"
"While we had dinner Andy asked what I was doing tonight. I told him that someone was coming over. He asked if I was going to enjoy myself and I answered that I was sure I would. Right before you rand the bell I told Andy that my friend was arriving at 8:30 and so he should probably be heading out. Then you arrived. Andy put two and two together and decided that you were gay and my date. In truth, he had asked me over dinner what my gaydar said about you."
"WHAT?!?!"
"Well, he kind of thought you were gay, but he wanted my expert opinion.
He's gotten pretty good at picking up on the signs over the years. But don't worry about it, I told him I couldn't tell. He figured it out all on his own."
"I'm glad to hear that. I don't know how I would feel if you had told him without asking me first."
Kurt walked over and sat down beside Dave. He put his arm around Dave's shoulder and placed his other hand, lightly, on the swimmer's cheek. "Dave, I love you. I would never hurt you like that. It'll be up to you and you alone when and to whom you come out. I'll never force you and I'l do my best to make sure no one else does. It's totally under your control.
The only thing you can't control is when other people guess, or there's some accidental situation, like tonight. But otherwise it's your choice." Kurt leaned towards Dave and the freshman quickly wrapped his arms around the Senior. They kissed tenderly, full of love.
"Do you really love me?" Dave asked, surprised that Kurt would say that on just their second date. He turned himself around so that he lay face up with his head on Kurt's lap, his arms above his head, and with one leg on and one leg drapped off the couch. He looked up into Kurt's eyes.
"Yes," Kurt said. "I do love you." On of his hands was running through Dave's straight black hair, the other rested absent-mindedly on his sweatshirt clad chest. "And I don't say that just because of the sex last night. htat was wonderful, but that wasn't enough to make me love you. I love you because of the personality I'd been discovering when I would hang out with Andy and you and the other swimmers. I love you because of the way it felt to wake up with you this morning. I love you because of the look of love on your face as we lay together. I love you because of the tenderness we showed each other as we got ready for the new day. I love you because of the conversation over breakfast. You showed yourself over the time I've known you to be kind, smart, handsome and loving. How could I not fall in love with you?"
For a moment they just looked into each other's eyes. Finally Dave spoke. "I love you too. When I woke up this morning by your side, in your arms, with my hands cuffed behind my back, I knew you were the one I wanted to be with. I knew that you were the one with whom I wished to wake up every morning."
"Well then, if I love you and you love me, would you be willing to start dating? Have a relationship, maybe?"
"You mean, will I be your boyfriend?"
"Yes, to spell things out; can we have a monogamous, boyfriend-boyfriend relationship?"
"Of course. I want to be yours, and I want you to be mine."
"Great. I like the idea of you being my boyfriend. But I understand that we can't show our love in public. I mean, you don't want anyone to know, I assume. I may be out, but you're not."
"I don't kow about that. Why the hell should I hide that I love you?"
"What about your team-mates? And didn't Andy say you were thinking of rushing his Frat?"
"What about them? And who needs the Frat if they can't accept me and you."
"Dave, I think you should talk this over with Andy first," Kurt said, his hand massagin his lover's chest. "He can give you some good advice. But please think before you come out to everyone. Hell, some people don't even realize that I'm gay. I don't scream it, but I don't hide it. So talk to Andy first."
"Alright, I will."
Kurt's hand slipped beneath the sweatshirt and t-shirt and began groping the Asian's hard chest and stomach.
"Well," the hunky swimmer said, "now that we're lovers and you're reminded me abut why I came over here in the first place, how about we go back to the bedroom, Slave."
"Yes, Master." Dave giggled as he pulled himself up to kiss his slave for the night. The two men stood up and walked hand in had to the bedroom.
At Dave's request Kurt showed him all of his sex toys and kinky outfits. dave was surprised to find a whole closet full of ever kind of imaginable bondage devise as well as all the other needed equipment, from buttplugs to dildoes to cockrings, clamps, clips and all sorts of whips. Dave looked up at Kurt and gave him a devilish smile. Walking to Kurt's regular closet he picked out a pair of tightfiting, grey workout shorts and told his slave to change into them and nothing else.
Stepping back he admired his slave. Kurt was about the same height as Dave, five foot eight, with muscles almost as large as the swimmer's but with a little bit too much fat around the middle to have a perfectly flat tummy. He was slightly hair, with a nice treasure trail and very hairy arms and legs, unlike his practically hairless Asian master. Dave liked what he saw.
"On your knees, slave." Kurt dropped to his knees. Dave then cuffed his hands to their repective ankles. Kurt sat there, his ankles spread wide. Dave then put a leather collar with a leash on his slave. "Now suck me." Dave unzipped his pants and pulled out his hard cock. He guided it into Kurt's mouth and then began face-fucking his slave. He rammed his hard cock down Kurt's throat as far a it would go. Kurt sucked hard on it, working his tongue around it, trying to give his Master pleasure. Dave's hands were planted firmly on his boy's head, holding him in place as his hips rammed Kurt's face. Kurt could feel himself hardening as he took that hard penis into his mouth. Finally, Dave shuddered and sent wave after wave of hot cum into the waiting mouth. Kurt swallowed as much as he could, revealing in its taste, but some oozed out of his mouth and down the side of his jaw. Dave saw the stream and, leaning down, he licked it up before kissing his slave. "That was good. But now it's your turn to get off. Lay down and keep your legs spread."
"Kurt lay back down, his legs bent under him, his back arched and his knees spread as wide as they could go. Dave pulled his shirt off and his shoes and lay down on top of him, their sweaty chests gliding across each other. As they kissed on of his hands went down and massaged his slave's groin, feeling the hardness within the shorts. Down he began to kiss, his tongue licking along the tufts of hair. He began to suck on one nipple, while his hand worked the other. He loved the sight of these points of flesh. Their dark roundness contrasting nicely with Kurt's tan flesh and black body hair. Kurt was moaning as Dave bit on the nipples, pulling on them hard and twisting. The pain was exciting. Once they wer good and hard Dave looked at him and said, "I've got a surprise for you. While you may like nipple clamps that just compress, I've decided to bring you a real treat." He pulled two alligator clamps out of his pocket and attached them to Kurt's tender flesh. Waves of pain shot through his chest as the teeth bit into his tender tits. Dave had attached small weights to the clamps so they also pulled the nipples to the side. Dave sat there swing the weights, enjoying watching Kurt grimace.
But more important parts of anatomy were Dave's prime concern so he continued down. His tongue followed the treasure trail of hair down Kurt's stomach and into his short. Dave pulled them down and licked the cock that was revealed from base to tip. He kissed the tip, teasing it and licking up the pre-cum that oozed out. Then he took it into his mouth, a little at first and then more and more with each succesive try. His mouth went up and down on Kurt's hard cock, sucking for all it was worth. Dave reached around and held onto his slave's feet as he sucked. Kurt was in heaven. He moaned loudly and came in Dave's mouth. For the second time in his life Dave tasted cum.
Dave pulled Kurt's shorts up and took the cuffs off his slave. "Stand up, boy and go clear off the top of your desk." Kurt did as he was told. "Now stand at one end, facing the desk, and take off your shorts too." Dave cuffed Kurt's ankles to the legs of the desk, spreading his feet about two feet apart - it was a big desk. Then he used rope to tie his slave arms to the opposite side of the desk, bending him over and stretching him out. Kurt's sore tits and their clamps were pressed hard into the desk top. Dave stepped back and admired the hard ass now presented to him.
Dave walked over to the dresser and got some lubricant and a condom. He put the condom on and lubed up Kurt's waiting ass. "Tell me you want me to fuck you."
"Oh, fuck me Master Dave, fuck me. I want you cock up my ass. Fuck me, please, sir."
Dave pressed his dick up against Kurt's asshole. With hardly any resistance it slid in. Dave couldn't believe how good it felt to have the warm muscle around his cock. He began pumping in and out, Kurt's sphincter muscle contracting in rhythm to make it feel tighter and almost suction like. Dave's hands ran all over Kurt's back and arms as he fucked. Kurt could feel himself hardening again, his dick pressed between table top and stomach. Dave's cock kept brushing up against his prostate as he pumped himself in and out. This and the pain from his tits was driving Kurt wild.
He had always been very anally sensitive but he thought he might actually orgasm from just being fucked. Dave was thrusting in and out, filling his slave's ass with his hard dick. Soon he came and so did Kurt, covering his chest and desk top with cum. Dave untied him and made him lick his own jism off the desk. The Dave licked Kurt's chest clean.
"Let's lie down for a second, alright Kurt?"
"Yes, Master. I could use it."
"Good, and we'll do some more later tonight. I'm not finished with you yet," Dave said, as he shot a glance towards the whips. He hugged Kurt close and they kissed. Tenderly he took the nipple clips off, pain rushing in along with the blood that had been cut off. "Do you love me still?" Dave asked.
"All the more."
Encounter - Part III
Andy sat on his bed reviewing for his Poli-Sci exam. Books and papers lay scattered around him. He barely even looked up when he heard the knock at his door. "Come on in," he said loudly, not caring who his caller was.
"Hi Andy," Dave said, "I thought it would be a good idea if we talked."
"Yeah," Andy replied, putting his notes aside. "I guess you're right. Why don't you close the door and I'll turn the music up, that way no one else will hear us."
Dave sat on the desk chair and Andy sprawled over his studies on the bed as they began to speak, with Morrissey playing loudly in the background. "Well, I guess you know by now that I'm gay."
"Yeah, I had kind fo wondered about you for a little while, but I was sure when I saw you at Kurt's place."
"I guess this'll cause some problems."
"It could, depending on how you want to handle this."
"Andy, I love Kurt. I know I just met him, but I've fallen for him hard. He likes me, and I'd like to start up a relationship with him. He's willing to hide things so that I don't get a hard time from the team or in the frat, but I don't want to be ashamed of who I am."
"Kurt's right though. If you tell everybody things will be tough. Your being gay's going to make some of the guys uneasy, and I can assure you that you won't get into the frat."
"Why is this a problem though?"
"Come on. You can't be that naive. The other guys on the team are going to expect you to treat them the same way most of them treat women - like objects to be stared at and to be used for sex. They're not going to understand that you can stand there and change and shower with them and still just be their friend. As for the frat, well, it's taken a long time for them to accept Kurt simply as a friend. They'd become his friend because of me long before he came out. When he did many of them didn't want anything to do with him. Since then it's gotten better, but he's still mainly not welcome. It bothers me, but what can I do? They'd never be able to accept the idea of a gay brother. If you want in you're going to have to hide."
"But it's not fair."
"Life's not fair. I'm sorry to have to tell you that. People are going to hate you for what you are. It's not rational, nor is it right, but hatred is out there. Both of you are my friends and I don't want either of you hurt. My advice is to stay relatively in the closet and se Kurt secretly. If anyone asks, just say that you're his friend like I am. They'll believe that."
"But I can't do that. It hurts me too much to hide from everyone. I'm tired of hearing the guys on the team make some gay-bashing remark or homophobic joke. I'm tired of the brothers slamming gays. And I'm sickened that I can't show love for the man I care about. I feel like I have to publicly acknowledge my feelings for Kurt. I feel like I'm going to bust open inside if I don't."
"You're just going to have to do what you feel's best for you. I can't make up your mind for you. In fact it sounds pretty made up already. I'll do my best to smooth things out. Hell, we may both be surprised by how people act. Who knows. Just let me know when you plan on telling people. I want to be ready with damage control."
"You sure have faith in our teammates."
"I've known them for a lot longer than you have."
"Well, I think I'm going to let people know that Kurt and I are together."
"That's you're decision then. I'll always be here for the two of you. Remember that."
"I will. Thanks."
"No need to thank me. That's what friends are for."
Kurt lay in bed thinking about the two nights he'd shared with Dave. Seldom had he taken the submissive role, but he just couldn't resist those deep brown eyes when Dave had asked to be the top for their second nights reveries. Images of Dave flitted through his mind. Before, when he'd though of men he'd liked he had usually bee obsessed with their bodies. Even know when he thought of them he usually remembered their chests and butts. Dave was different. He thought of Dave and an image of his handsome face sprang to mind. He lay there remembering the softness of his love's hair, the smoothness of his flesh. His mind's eye recreated how the freshman had looked as the soft light of the night had flinted on his skin, making it glow. Everything about Dave was being remembered; his feel, his smell, his taste. Thoughts of the boy stirred such longings within Kurt - longings not for sex but for companionship. Kurt simply wanted Dave by his side. He wanted to see his love's smile; hear his laugh.
As he lay there his thoughts wandered to their first encounter, barely three nights before. One hand played with a nipple on his bare chest as the other massaged his groin through his jeans. His eyes remained closed, seeing images conjured up by his love fevered memory. The recollections were not so much images as emotions. First he felt once more the lust that had filled him when he spied Dave in the gay bar. It grew as he heard the conversation in the both again. That lust grew further and filled him until his mind brought them back to the apartment. Waves of excitement criss-crossed his body as they kissed for the first time. The emotions fell like tides over him, first one and then another leaving their mark. His body raged with sensations unknown even when the events had taken place.
His mind moved them to the bedroom now, the fury growing in his loins. Passion surged within him, brushing through his body. His hands continued working hard nipples and cock, occasionaly switching off. His mouth moved in the air, recalling his ministrations of Dave's flesh on that initial night, tasting the sweat off the boy's tightly muscled form. Kurt opened the fastener and unzipped his jeans. Now his hands rubbed his member through the soft cotton of boxers. Raw sensuality cascaded down his body, emanating from groin and chest, eddies of sexual power welling up in his belly. Simple memory had never excited Kurt more in his entire life. His mouth longed to be filled as he recalled taking Dave into it. Kurt's cock strained at the cloth, fully engorged by the excitement of the recollection.
Unable to resist anymore he spit on his hand, unleashed his cock and began stroking it with a fury rivaled ony by the sensual confusion that raged within his own mind. Perceptions of reality and memory merged in the passion and Kurt was back at the first night, about to insert his dick into Dave's mouth. His ass tightened, thrusting his crotch up into the air. Both hands flew back to brag onto his pillow beneath his head. The passion of the moment overwhelmed him, flowing as it did throughout his form. His nipples, chest, arms, even his very toes were alive with the joy of the memory. The images and emotions so powerful that he felt lips tighten around his cock. His hands remained behind his head as his senses reported being sucked off expertly. In his mind he saw Dave, bound beneath his, blowing him. A tongue licked all around it, lips tightening on his shaft. Light nibbles landed on the base. The tongue tickled the sensative spot at the tip and once more the mouth lunged down the shaft, taking him all in at once. He shuddered as he reached orgasm, cum flying everywhere. His body thrashed about in animalistic ecstasy. His eyes shot open and looked about. He was alone, the lips that were around his cock having fled back to the memory whence they'd come.
Kurt lay there spent, his body still raked by the aftershocks o the overpowering excitement. His mind was spinning and in a daze. The memories had been so real that surely he'd fallen asleep while laying there. Only a dreamlike state could explain the way he'd relived that night just now. Shakily he stood up and went to the bathroom to clean himself off. Once more his mind wandered to thoughts of Dave, but this time it was to wonder when he would be home. Kurt was anxious to make more memories that were just as powerful.
THE END, for now...
Well, I hope you liked that. Part IV will be ready soon. I also have another series starting up. I'll be posting it later on tonight. The title is "High-Stakes Poker" so keep on the lookout. It involves less plot, and more sex - a whole lot more. It's also even more into bdsm. I've got another series in the works that will be geared more towards Vanilla sex, and it'll be set in the Middle Ages. That should begin soon. Hope you like these. Comments are always welcome of course.
~~Ganymede~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
| "In a now famous remark, Edward Gibbon observed
| that 'of the first fifteen emperors Claudius was
~~Ganymede~~ | the only one whose taste in love was entirely
| correct,' meaning heterosexual. 'But,' added
| W.C. Firebaugh, 'Claudius was a moron.'"
---- | --Prof. John Boswell
\ / | Yale University
/ | "Christianity, Social Tolerance
| and Homosexuality"