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I was so damn bored, and I was incredibly horny to boot. “Gotta try and get some hottie over who likes to receive and who likes to entertain me and my cock,” I thought, pulling out my phone and opening one of my dating apps. This time, one for guys who like it a little rougher. As usual, most are older or my age, but…
I had woken up with… what had Julius called it? Oh right… “I’m going to call your little boy’s dick Junior from now on,” he had said. So, I had woken up with Junior hard and noticed that I was sticky on my stomach, realizing I had been floating in a sort of in-between state of sleep and wakefulness all night. Thoughts…
The gun smoke still hangs thick in the training village “Settlement Area Alpha”. We’ve just completed a scenario exercise with live ammunition alongside a team from the military police. As section chief for the task force, and moreover as leader for the entire exercise, I’ve been on edge all morning. I’ve pushed my…
I stand outside the gate, feeling the ache in my muscles after today's drills with the men, and furthermore, how my cock begins to press hard against the cock cage. It hurts but still feels pleasurable in some incomprehensible way. I’m grateful for the darkness on the street because I imagine everyone can see that I’m…
As soon as I wake up, I feel shame wash over me. First, it’s the cock cage that reminds me how low I’ve sunk, then the thought that I crawled like a goddamn dog to satisfy Julius and his desires. I realize this is the first time I have to hide my nakedness from Liam. The usual morning routine, where we both use the…
He looks around the living room and his gaze lingers on a framed photo of me and Dad from a fishing trip we took this spring. “Nice home,” he says kindly. “Your dad seems… orderly.” I scoff. “He’s a cop. Everything is about order for him.” We sit on the sofa. Julius listens when I speak. He doesn't interrupt, he…
The day begins in a silence that creates a vacuum in the apartment. Liam hasn't said a word to me, and has refused to answer since I came home last night. I see that something has happened, he's texting incessantly on his phone and he looks happy. Has he met a girl? I know he won't answer that question either, so I…
It’s been three weeks, and the silence in the apartment is no longer filled with tension, but with a normal, synchronized everyday life. It’s fascinating how quickly one can get used to entirely new and unfamiliar situations. I sit at the kitchen table with my school books and watch Markus – I’ve started calling him…