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You met me at an after-party in a luxurious penthouse. Tall, beautiful, overwhelming, and powerful. I invited you into a private back room, more commanded, really. But how could you resist?
You find yourself in a low-lit hall adorned with expensive decorations. Statues on pedestals, ancient-looking bronze weapons in glass cases with parchment and behind you, 12-foot high glass windows overlooking a city below you that is teeming with life even at this hour.
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So you want to explore a little, but you’re worried about being gay. It’s okay, there’s just one rule you must follow while we play, and as long as you don’t break that rule, you won’t be gay. Are you curious about what the rule is?
All you have to do is make sure you don’t make me cum! That’s easy, right? It’s not like you want to play with my dick like that. You just want to explore. And you should. Come on. I’ll lie down and take it out. You can just… touch it…and stuff. If you want.
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I love to catch you just as you’ve come out of the shower. Your body is still wet and dripping as you try to towel off, but I slide up behind you and pull the towel away. Your hands lean on the bathroom counter so you can watch our reflections in the mirror as I push my cock between your legs and under your balls.
Being smaller than me, when my cock slides along under yours, we look the same length. My hand comes around your hip to squeeze our cocks together in a steamy after-shower frottage massage.
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You think it’s a well-kept secret? Honey, the lust for my shecock is written all over your features. I’m not sure why you thought you could hide such a strong desire. Is it curiosity that’s making you so crazy? Constantly wondering what it would be like?
Would you be embarrassed at how hard you get when you see my cock? Will the heat of my shaft sear your skin and make you a faggot forever? Probably. You won’t know till you give in.
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You’ve heard of the Wartenberg Wheel? If you haven’t, go look it up. It’s a fun little sensory toy that looks like a pizza cutter but with tiny little spikes around its edge. As someone with a penis, you can trust me when we dig into a little CBT.
I’ll hurt you so good, Baby. We’re going to start by clamping stainless steel nipple clamps to your balls—the ones with weighted chains. You’ll love how firmly they bite into your skin. Your cock will be rock hard, and I haven’t forgotten about your dick. Next, I am going to pinch the skin on either side of your cock head. Just a fraction below where all the pulsing sensations will rush to your tip. That’s when I’ll drag the spikey wheel over that purple mushroom.
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So many factors make up the dynamic of who is in charge. It’s an incredibly complex calculus, yet we both knew the second you walked into the party. Money, style, poise, popularity, charisma, posture, even a big fat cock. And guess what, baby, I’m miles ahead of you in all of them.
You walked into the party with a couple of friends who immediately split off to get drinks or go chat up another friend. Being left alone has you feeling vulnerable and embarrassed. I leaned against the wall, ruby-painted lips wrapped around a straw, eyeing you. Just like the prey you are. You stopped just inside the doorway. You were shaking just a bit at the idea of starting a conversation with someone new. Until you finally looked up and locked eyes with me.
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Together we went out for a long night on the town. But it wasn’t just us; you have to prove yourself. My gay best friend meets us, and we start having drinks. Questions are flying left and right. What do you do for a living? And what kind of hobbies do you have? What is your favorite position? You’ve told me before that you would never be into a guy. That the only reason you will look past my cock is because I’m so feminine and soft. You haven’t gotten it yet, I know tonight you’re hoping his approval will finally take us to the bedroom.
Is that too personal? He doesn’t care. Who is he? My gay best friend and he approves of ALL my relationships. If you want any chance at this, you have to pass his tests. And from what I hear, they are rigorous!
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You might think that sex is the best thing ever, but you’d be wrong. Sex and freedom is where it’s at. No inhibitions. And that’s what you get on my ranch. Have you ever fucked on a farm? 300 acres of wide open countryside with no one to see or judge a single thing we do. And I’m going to do SO many different things to you!
Everything is better about sex on a farm. I mean, I can talk for days about how freeing it is to feel the cool breeze on your naked, sweating body as we make love on a blanket in the middle of a field. How much fun it is to throw each other around the hay loft as we wrestle for dominance in a sexual tussle. But let me make one thing perfectly clear: when it comes down to it, I’m in charge.
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Girls can be so curious. Curious and bold. I was at a sleepover as a young adult, one of my first and last, actually. There were three other girls and I. Somehow, the topic of porn came up, and a few of the girls said they’d never watched one before. Now, this was back in the day when you could drive to a movie rental place and pick up a DVD for a few dollars. The apartment we were staying at happened to be across the street from one of those places.
We ran across the street with giddy laughter and bravely showed our IDs to get into “the back room.” There were a few creepy, pot-bellied older men looking at dirty movie covers as we browsed. They seemed less than impressed with our high-pitched squeals and embarrassed chuckles.
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I love tanning. It makes me feel so much better about myself. Not to mention it’s so warming on a chilly day like today! I wanted to finish my day with a nice glow, so I swung into the tanning salon before going home after the gym. Normally, I check in with the same sweet girl who man’s the desk every day, but tonight she was nowhere in sight.
In her place was a shy boy. He was tall and lanky, or would have been if he stood up straight. When I approached the desk, he pushed his glasses up his nose and refused to make eye contact. I scanned my membership card and asked for fifteen minutes in booth B, my normal booth. He poked a few buttons on the tablet in front of him and nodded. “Go ahead; it’s open.”