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First of all...I didn't write any of these stories.  My collection of stories come from places I've visited over the years.  
I tried to sort out all the incomplete and straight stories.  If a few got past me, my apologies.

Happy Reading!!!!

"After Hours" ......... (A Tiger's Tail)


    One boring Friday afternoon at the office you receive a letter in 
the mail.  Nothing interesting really from the looks of it.  But as you 
read on, you soon realize that you are, again, being invited to another 
fun filled weekend at your friend's place, and your mind starts wandering.

    A big grin comes over face, and a bulge begins to form in your 
pants while remembering some past parties. Those blond beauties, prancing 
around everywhere practically in the nude. Almost every man with a 
gorgeous bod was there that night. Some snuggling, some smooching some 
groping, and others doing anything else imaginable.

    As you continue day-dreaming, I walk into the office in need of 
you to sign something. You are so suddenly startled that you blush 
and try to muddle yourself out of your predicament.  Noticing how red 
your face just got, I notice something else out of place. It's your 
piece of meat hanging out of your pants dripping with excitement.  
Caught by surprise, I say something stupid like, "Am I interrupting 
something?  Or am I in time for lunch?"  You give me a quick look-over 
and see the outline of my hard cock straining against my jeans then 
give me a knowing nod. I turn around to lock the door then move towards 
you.

    I don't quite make it because you have stood up to meet me half 
way.  "Wow look at the size of that thing, it's huge!", I manage to 
gasp as you french kiss me to a frenzy. As we're kissing you slowly 
unbutton my jeans while my hand works your foreskin back and forth 
until you're spilling puddles of precum all over the place. You push 
me down on my knees and I am confronted with that big monster between 
your thighs.  So tempted, I start to lick on the head and you shudder 
when my lips touch it. "Oh that feels so good, yeah lick it, suck it.", 
you groan. And I'm glad to oblige.

    You start moaning even louder while my hot mouth works on sucking 
the tip, licking it like a lollipop until it's big and red.  You get 
more excited and wrap your hands around my head and force that rock 
hard meat down my throat. I don't expect it, and almost choke. But 
you continue to pump your hips back and forth, fucking my face.  
Meanwhile I'm pulling on my own meat trying to catch up with your 
pumping, when suddenly you stop.

    "We're going to my place." and you start to get dressed.  I didn't 
know what to expect next but watching you stuffing your dripping 
cock into your pants almost made me come so I figured it might be 
fun, so why not...It was quitting time anyway.  By the time we got 
to his house, we had been feeling each other up for over an hour in 
the car.

     After I settle down on your comfortable couch, you ask me if I 
would like a drink -"Sure".  You dash off and return in a flash with 
2 glasses of wine.  Soon we both finish our drinks.  Why is the room 
spinning?  I've drank before and never have been this drunk so soon.  
Everything seemingly stops turning and I pass out, hearing a chuckle, 
"Haha!  I knew that stuff would work..."

     I feel so light headed.  Wow, what a wonderful feeling.  Seems 
like I can float endlessly.  That's peculiar, I'm undressed--where am 
I?  God I feel horny. Damn my hardon is beginning to get the best of 
me.  I can't help but shut my eyes and give in and start playing with 
it.  Aww it feels so good.  I'm rubbing myself, stroking my hard stick 
back and forth--slicking it with spit, still pulling--flogging my piece 
of meat--dripping with precum.  My whole body is tingling with 
excitement.  A sudden new wave of feelings shoot though my body when 
I feel a hand grab my tit and start rubbing my ass with the other.  
Instinctively I open my eyes to behold a breath takingsight.  This 
beautiful look blonde stud is standing over me.  He took his finger 
and rammed it into my tight ass.  I moan and buck at the feeling.  
His tool was over 8 inches long and 2 inches wide--man I was dying 
to get a hold of it.  I got my wish, he took that huge rammer and 
stuffed in down my throat, I tried to resist and make him slow down, 
but he stopped only momentarily to pull and pinch my nipple.  But 
wanted so much to shoot that I kept bucking and bucking.  He then 
suddenly slapped me on the face, then again and again, I was so turned 
on I hoped that he would never stop.

     I wake up...it's dark but it's not, something's covering my eyes.  
Stirring suddenly to get up, I find that something's in my mouth and 
I can't move.  Still slightly disorientated, I feel my arms outstretched 
on what seems to be a table, and my legs tied to the legs of it.  I hear 
a rustling sound.  Then a cool breeze carresses me followed by a swift 
blow across my buttocks.  My screams are muffled by what ever is in my 
mouth. Shit I was still hard as an iron spike having not come earlier.  
I feel something strange in my ass, but from the spanking, I couldn't 
tell.  We both know that I'm under your complete control.

     As you continue to tan my hide, I can feel my ass turn beet red.  
You finally stop, but I sort of miss the feeling.  What next?!  I'm 
left alone for what seems like an eternity.  I finally hear footsteps 
again, but heavy ones.  I feel some cord around my balls and I feel 
it getting tighter around them.  Your thumb flicks the head of my 
cock, wiping the precum juices that have spewed from my cock.  My 
stomach seemed to turn.  "I see that you're enjoying yourself..Now 
listen punk, if you scream like a little girl, you'll wind up with 
more than just a gag in your mouth.  And your pretty little ass won't be 
worth more than a cow that's being whipped.  UNDERSTAND?!"   I nod 
in agreement as my cock seems to stretch bigger and harder.

     "I've been watching you lately, always running around with a 
hardon you can't seem to hide.  Yeah, I see you staring at my crotch 
every chance you get.  You're a worthless piece of shit, thinking that 
you can get me -when it will be me that will get what I want! " with 
that you remove the gag and replace it with another before I get a 
chance to yell (Like I was going to even try? No...)  I feel something 
being draped overhead and you stomping off to find something else.  
Meanwhile, a warm steady stream of liquid is beginning to come out 
through the gag.  It tastesreally salty.  The more I try stopping it, the 
more it flows.  I have little choice but to swallow what was given me.  
Hmmm...I like the taste. And I feel myself getting even harder so I 
keep sucking at it, thirstily drinking all of it.

     "You learn quick."  And I feel the gag being removed.  Then all of 
a sudden I feel as if something were suddenly rammed into my ass, but 
it wasn't. I felt the shit-water fly from my ass --so that's why I've 
been feeling this way.  The blindfold was next to go.  I see myself in 
the mirror in front of me.  The room is filled with chains and leather 
all over the place.  I am tied down to a table, spread eagle. Two 
enema bags hang on a hook above me, of which, one is connected to the 
gag.  And noticing under the table on the floor is an open can of crisco.

     Behind me stands you, my captor.  I'm a bit awed by seeing you in 
a policeman's uniform.  Tight uniform showing off your throbbing boner, 
the shirt, half open, revealing your hairy chest and suck me nipples 
down to those black leather boots.  I so much want that tool between 
your thick muscular thighs.  "You want this piece of meat don't you" 
you growl.  "Yes, SIR" I reply.  You slowly massage the hardon you're 
hiding under your pants.  A dime spot of precum on the front slowly 
gets bigger and you finally drop your pants.  You continue to slowly 
jack yourself off as you reach around to play with your ass.  I am 
completely caught off guard when I see your billy club coming out of
your ass and back in. You give it one more thrust and take it out.  
You bend over to get some crisco to grease the stick and up my 
vulnerable ass.  My entire body goes rigid.

     "You're not getting off that easily.."  My ass was in pain from 
you ramming the lube up my ass.  But not as painful as you shoving that 
hard stick up my dirt road.  You keep pushing it, ramming it in to the 
hilt.  But soon I'm trying to buck back and fuck the stick.  "Please, 
SIR, Harder, harder, harder.."  You are all too willing to oblige.  
"Shit, I'm cummming....Awgh umph " I yell as waves of cum splash all 
over the floor.  Jet after jet of my cum flying in all directions.  
You're still pumping me with the stick and I'm still hard as a rock.

     You finally remove the stick in one jerk and shove a dirty jockstrap 
doused with poppers under my nose.  It smells so good, sweat and cum 
along with the poppers.  Soon I'm as high as a kite.  You get behind 
me with your rammer on my puckered ring and shove.  I'm gritting my 
teeth taking that huge fucker up my ass.  I thought my ass would split 
because it was so wide.  But soon i get use to it and again start 
bucking like a wild stalion.  "Take that fucking cock, punk, that's 
it, take it...."  you slap my ass a few times and keep on thrusting 
harder while pulling down on the cord tied to my balls, rubbing my 
crotch while you continue to pump my ass.  I'm so fucking turned on 
by being fucked by this "cop" that I can just about shoot.  You keep 
pumping and ramming it home, hitting my joy spot.. making me sweat 
with anticipation.  Then it finally happens you start cumming.  "Take 
it bitch, take my hot load in your juicy ass.  Awww"  You give two 
more real deep thrusts impaling me with your rod, then start cumming 
deep inside me, I can feel it.  "Fill me with your hot cock, Sir.. 
Harder that's it..come inside me SIR, I want you to SIR yes yes yes.."  
You keep thrusting and cumming setting my rocks off...spurting again 
and again like a fountain.  Finally we both stop cumming and you stay 
there for a few minutes.  You start pissing inside me, then pull out 
to soak my entire body with your piss.  Finally reaching my mouth, 
you pry it open and shove that shaft inside and piss down my throat, 
making me clean off your cock after fucking me.  I suck it clean, 
from the tip to the underside of your cock.

     While doing this, you get hard again and grab the back of my head 
and push the whole shaft down my throat...choking me with the scent of 
your crotch.  It didn't take that long before you shot a huge load past 
my tonsils.  I thought I might drown.  You then go back to my ass and 
rim me.  Trying hard to suck your load and piss out of my ass.  It 
feels so good.  After a little while, you get what you wanted.

     "Thank you, SIR".. He got up and picked up something off the 
floor.  It is a collar with a chain attached to it.  "You're going to 
be my slave.  You dowhat I tell you to do and when.. got it boy?!"  
You give me a good hard slap across the face.  "YES SIR!..."   "Good. 
I'm going to a party and you're going to be my personal little piss 
boy" you say while untieing me.  As soon as I'm free, I get down on 
my knees and start licking your boots.  "Get up, we're both taking a 
shower and then getting dressed --well not too dressed.... we'll save 
what you're doing now for later.."

     After we get out, I find out it is Saturday evening, already.  
Gee, I guess dreams do cum true.  And we both leave for the party.  
Upon arriving, I get down on my hands and knees and you put the 
collar around my neck. "That's a good boy."  And the rest of the 
evening I'll tell about some other time.

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