Sally’s eyes darted around anxiously as she led two strangers up the walkway to her modest home. She consciously resisted the urge to twirl her slightly-graying brunette hair around her finger; she didn’t want the young woman and young man walking beside her to notice her nervous unease. The couple seemed calm and casual, chatting warmly, even harmlessly. In fact, the only cause for suspicion was that she had expected the new couple to be worried about what they had planned to do ins
A Delightful Miscommunication
By: cheerfulchef
Favorited: 1 month ago
It was chilly. The early autumn breeze didn’t definitely help any as Aiden tried not to shiver. Not that it was the biggest reason for the cold. No, that would be the complete lack of clothes. The afternoon sun only partly warmed Aiden’s skin while the cool air kept siphoning what it could get out of him. If he could only move…Aiden looked at the clock. Still over an hour and a half to go.The handcuffs itched a little on his wrists, but it wasn’t nearly as bad as it could be. At least th
Hillside's Hawks' fundraiser
By: DarkSideOfTheSun
Favorited: 4 months ago
(1) Welcome
“Come on, the last one inside is a used jockstrap!” Max shouted over his shoulder. He had already made a dash for the front door. Shouts of “cheater!” echoed from the twins Duke and Tyson as they followed hard on his heels.
Palmer didn’t follow his younger brothers. He grumbled sullenly as he continued to pull suitcases out of the back of their car. The house actually looked nice, a modern farmhouse style
Voretober 2023: (1) Welcome
By: LucifersChef
Favorited: 6 months ago
Voretober Quick Day 17: Role
“Welcome to the Atom Couch, Tom. Have you ever had a role in porn before?”
The young stud sitting on the couch smiled at the camera, and leaned back, showing off his long swathes of golden muscles. A spray tan, probably, but he gave off sunkissed surfer vibes, and I knew the cameras would love it. His tiny pair of boxer-briefs clung to his cock like a second skin. “No, Sirree. I’ve
Voretober quickies
By: LucifersChef
Favorited: 1 year ago
Big Responsibilities
by Random Dragon
Howard woke up at noon like he always did. It was summer and this was the teenager's fantasy paradise. He threw on some clothes, looked at himself in the mirror, shrugged and brushed his hair. As he tied his shoes, wondering what was for breakfast (or lunch, by now), the phone rang. He dashed back to his room, one shoe untied, and picked up the portable phone next to his alarm clock.
"This is Howie."
"Howie! What's up, man?"
"Me. I just woke up. What's up
Big Responsibilities
By: TheRealRD
Favorited: 1 year ago
It was amazing how much quicker Sawyer could dry off without hair. His skin was baby smooth, and still tingled a little bit from the depilatory cream. There wasn’t a hair left on his body below the neckline. He should’ve done this ages ago, it even made his cock look bigger. Talking of his cock, he gave it a fond squeeze and then sighed. His balls ached like crazy after a week’s abstinence.
Sawyer tucked his hardon into his tightest pair of boxer-briefs
Thanksgiving
By: LucifersChef
Favorited: 1 year ago
Voretober Day 18: Silence
Officer Cam Ford tapped his shiny boot against the steps. Music blared from the other side of the door, and he could feel a headache starting behind his temples just from proximity to it. No wonder the neighbours had complained. He was starting to think no one had heard him beating on the door.
Then finally a young looking man threw it open. He was shirtless and had a red solo cup in hand. He said someth
Noise Complaint (Voretober Day 18)
By: LucifersChef
Favorited: 1 year ago
Voretober Day 13: Jam
“Hey, you!”
Philip looked up from his phone at the voice. The janitor had called to him from the top of a ladder, perched beside the woodchipper they used to fertilise the garden beds around campus. “Uh, what’s up sir?” He pocketed his phone and walked over to him.
“Some idiot decided to climb in with their clothes on. It’s fucking jammed.&r
Jammed (Voretober Day 13)
By: LucifersChef
Favorited: 1 year ago
Voretober Day 12: Frozen
“God, its so fucking hot today.” Mark said. He fanned himself with a hand and glared at the burning sun outside the window of the lounge. There was no AC in the dorms, which was stupid in a city that reached 100f in summer regularly. The lounge on the second story of his dorm building had a fan, which was why he’d taken refuge there, but it was hardly helping.
Most of the guys had stripp
Heat wave (Voretober Day 12)
By: LucifersChef
Favorited: 1 year ago
Riley wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel and grabbed a water bottle out of the fridge. “Hey mum, I’m heading to the mall with some mates.” He stretched out, making his muscles ripple underneath his deeply tanned skin. He’d foregone a shirt for his morning run, and it had left a sheen of sweat across his slim waist and well developed pectorals. Riley chugged his water bottle, crumpled it up, and tossed it into the recycling.
Mrs Kilpatr
Pumpkin Pie
By: LucifersChef
Favorited: 1 year ago
“Hey viewers at home!” A handsome, middle-30s man with dark hair and pale skin waved to the camera. He sat behind a panel with two other men - a heavy set, but athletic Latino man with a retreating hairline, and a slim man with dark skin and a broad smile.
“Thanks Dan.” The slimmer man took over, addressing his older co-host. “We’re back for the Bench! You know, Dan, you’ve seen those posts on social media right? Would you do X
Would you... stick it in a hole?
By: LucifersChef
Favorited: 1 year ago
Sally-Ann McCallum was a very modern housewife. She followed the magazines and had every modern gadget, like the fantastic automatic penis slicer that she had seen in
Women’s Kitchen
, which had made preparing her son’s friend - who had, up until then, possessed really quite a handsome penis - for the party d'oeuvres last week a breeze. She was also a very modern minded woman, she had even gone to the protest picnic for women’s right to earn a f
VertoWare: Cooking Made Easy
By: LucifersChef
Favorited: 1 year ago
Kyle Jenkins wandered into the consultation room with his usual swagger and total lack of any haste. “Hey Doc.” He offered a smile that showed his chipped tooth, but made his handsome face even more attractive. The kid had at least two broken noses, the second one leaving it chronically crooked, and a scar through his eyebrow. But he pulled it all off as roguish good looks.
“What’s up Kyle? Broken anything lately?” Doctor James Mansfield gre
Prescription: Drone
By: LucifersChef
Favorited: 1 year ago
The night shift clerk at a tiny gas station in bumfuck nowhere was not Tom’s fresh from graduating dream job. The few cars stupid enough to be on the road at this hour just whizzed past, having filled up at one of the small towns along the highway. The gas station had been built for the days when big rigs still ran this route and needed a piss and a coffee available at any odd hour.
Tom spent most of his shift reading beat up paperbacks he bought cheap off the shel
Gas Money
By: LucifersChef
Favorited: 1 year ago
Seb hadn’t gotten used to the early mornings yet. Aunt Tisha called everyone to breakfast at five am, ready to get an early start to the farm work. There was always a huge gaggle of farmhands and his cousins crowded into the big kitchen, some grabbing theirs to go, and others sitting around the big table digging in. Seb was earnestly trying to fit in - he didn’t want to be the city slicker who slept in till noon. So he rubbed sleep out of his eyes and trudged down the stairs to join
Manure
By: LucifersChef
Favorited: 2 years ago
Sander was cute, harmless and well meaning, with more muscles than brains. It was kind of a pity he had to die. It wasn’t his fault. I didn’t pick my targets. Someone had paid for his disposal. An ex, a jealous rival, maybe the disgruntled parent of one of his (many) lovers? I didn’t know and it didn’t matter to me.
He was walking down the street, eating a donut. He had two friends from the football team with him, talking loudly and laughing.
Serving a disposal order
By: LucifersChef
Favorited: 2 years ago
Marcus made a mistake with his line work yet again, and let a frustrated breath escape in a long sigh. He couldn’t focus. The camp was noisy, but he was used to working on the field. It was the raised voices very near his tent that kept pulling his attention away from his work. He couldn’t quite make out what they were debating - but he thought there were three voices. They didn’t seem raised in anger - just the sort of raised voices to be expected from men deep in a debate tha
Helping out the Sorcerer
By: LucifersChef
Favorited: 2 years ago
My house had turned into something of a drop-in center for all my son’s friends. I always seemed to be tripping over them. Not that I was complaining, they were all strapping young men, polite and helpful. He always seemed to be meeting new guys at his gym, through sports, or the community college, and the pool and their kitted out rec room in the basement made our house the automatic hangout spot.
One of my son’s newer acquaintances was grabbing a bottle of
The fabulous AutoButcher
By: LucifersChef
Favorited: 2 years ago
“There’s a monster under my bed!”
Kodie yelped. His popcorn landed upside down on the floor, golden kernels spilling everywhere.
Paulie stood at the foot of the couch clutching a ragged bear and chewing on his thumb. Kodie hurriedly paused his movie before Paulie could catch sight of something that would scar him forever. Watching horror probably wasn’t the wisest decision while babysitting, but he’d sent the kids t
Monster under the bed
By: LucifersChef
Favorited: 2 years ago
Tick, tick, tick.
The plastic clock was featureless and white, with roman numerals instead of numbers in some vain attempt at looking classier than it actually was. Scott didn’t know how long he had been staring at the subtitles on the muted television showing infomercials. The clock and the receptionist’s click-click-click on her keyboard sounded too loud. His vinyl seat squeaked as he shifted his butt.
A poster enthused about the great hono
Organ Donations
By: LucifersChef
Favorited: 2 years ago
“Just a second, I need to stop at the butchers.” Keith Glyme said, already pulling the car into the parking lot outside the little strip mall.
Martin, the elder Glyme son, couldn’t help a bored groan. Black Friday meant the annual tradition of hitting up all the sales in a fifty mile radius, which meant Keith would drag his entire family along for the experience. Davey was still young enough that the promise of a new board game from the sales at the dep
Black Friday Meat Sale
By: LucifersChef
Favorited: 2 years ago
Milo’s friend, who’d talked him into coming to the party, had disappeared with some cute brunette about ten minutes after they’d arrived at the party. Ditched and feeling sorry for himself, Milo had settled for sipping cheap beer from a solo cup - for lack of anything else to do with his hands - while he leaned against one of the back walls.
Honestly, it was a pretty great party. One of the rich college bros had opened up his bachelor pad, which had def
Milo & The Hoopform
By: LucifersChef
Favorited: 2 years ago