Guys, I assume you like the work we do here (not always a lot of comments, so we may just be talking to ourselves!)
But here’s your chance to shine! for the next couple of weeks I’ll be posting an image, one a week.
Caption it or write a short scene and we might just make it into a story for you!
Don’t be shy – be anonymous if you want!
Ouch! thats an instant dislike!
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ReplyDeleteYeah, that’s the type of pathetic loser Harold was. He would sit there and masturbate after playing Dungeons and Dragons by himself. One night he fell asleep as he lay with his usual wish of wanting to be somebody else. Lately, Harold’s dreams seemed so… vivid, like he could really touch and feel everything that was going on around him. “Impossible.” He thought to himself. His dreams always began the same way; wherever he went to sleep he would get up and he could see his own body then he would fly off and explore the town. Oddly enough, he was able to walk through walls without having to use a door. Well, off during his adventures one night, Harold encountered Mitch; the guy he had a crush on since they first met as freshman in high school. No surprise that he would be in his dreams since he spent every idle moment thinking of him. He began to follow Mitch just to see what sort of activities he did in his spare time. It was a disappointment when Harold realized Mitch was just making an errand run for a few groceries before returning home. The time was redeemed when Harold saw Mitch’s house; somewhere he had often walked the long way home just to see it and maybe say hi to Mitch if he saw him. He never had the courage but he had it planned out in his mind, he would raise his hand and wave, ask how he was doing, then continue on his way. Simple enough he thought, but when the time actually came he would lose all the courage he had built up and quicken his pace and pass by without looking up. Well, now was his chance, this was his dream so he was going to go inside. He followed Mitch inside and began to explore the house. He must have been alone tonight because Harold hadn’t seen anyone through his tour of the house. Harold arrived at the final room and realized this must be Mitch’s room. His heart began to flutter in excitement as he slowly pushed through the door and sure it was just an average 18-year-old’s room, but still, Harold could hardly contain his excitement when he saw the dirty laundry lying around; underwear and all of Mitch’s shirts… Mitch had ‘tight-shirt syndrome’, every single one of his shirts was stretched to its limits from his bulging muscles. Harold could only dream what was waiting to be released from the confines of those shirts… His thoughts were interrupted when Mitch came in. Harold could not even begin to explain the excitement he felt when he saw those gorgeous muscles as Mitch began to remove his clothing. Mitch removed his underwear and it was just as Harold had always thought… the boy was hung! “Damn…” Harold started wishing he could jerk to this. Mitch turned out the light and much to Harold’s delight, he slept in the nude. After a couple minutes of admiring this figure that would make Adonis jealous, Harold built up the courage to lie on top of Mitch.
Part 2
ReplyDeleteHe slowly inched his way over towards the bed and eventually he lay down on top of this demi-god, and when his head came to rest on Mitch’s chest Harold got quite the surprise! Mitch started gasping, and Harold was slowly being pulled into his body. Mitch began trying to resist whatever was happening but was mortified when he couldn’t move; the only thing he could do was groan and hope this would pass. Feeling resistance Harold began fighting to press further in, but he started to slowly be pushed out but then Harold remembered this was his dream and immediately found the strength to overpower Mitch’s will and pushed all the way in, and with one final groan, Mitch surrendered control of his body. Harold raised his hands and smirked to himself as he saw those rugged, masculine, hands were under his control. He looked down and immediately got a nice surprise when his new cock sprang to attention as all those hot muscles were under his control. Wanting to check out his new piece of property in all its entirety, Harold jumped out of bed and rushed to the bathroom. He still couldn’t believe it when he looked in the mirror and saw Mitch, gorgeous, amazing, Mitch, staring back at him.
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Taking full advantage of the mirror, he began to really admire his new body. Huh, he had never noticed a birthmark when he snuck a few glances at Mitch in the locker room. He began to run his hands along his tight new body. Gasping as his new dick began to demand release. Using one hand to feel his new body, and with the other, he grabbed his new cock and doubled over in surprise; something about Mitch’s body made this feel so much better. Being unused to this sensation, he could barely keep stroking as his body was spasming from this wonderful pleasure. Admiring his new, broad, chest, and cut abs, he fought to keep from cumming. The pre-cum glistening on his cock he continued masturbating before finally blowing his load all over the counter. Smirking mischievously to his new reflection, he reached down and swiped some cum from his cock and raised it to his lips; Savoring the delightful flavor. He cleaned his mess up before returning back to Mitch’s room again. Smirking deviously, he began to go through Mitch’s dirty clothes, trying on various articles of clothing, appreciating how tight the shirts were on his new muscles. He saw a pair of dirty boxers and raised it to his face while breathing in slowly, his cock instantly springing to attention from that wonderful smell. Not wanting to break tradition he removed his clothes and lay back down while continuing to feel this body up. He smiled to himself as he closed his eyes, wishing this wasn’t just a dream. Admiring his cock and muscles one last time he closed his eyes again before drifting off to sleep… He woke the next day where he had fell asleep at his house. He sighed, remembering his wonderful dream. It all seemed so real… He could have swore… His train of thought was broken when he saw the time, he was going to be late for school! He threw on something quickly on the floor and rushed to school. While walking to class, he saw Mitch and immediately remembered the dream although, something seemed off about Mitch; he was telling a story to one of his wrestling buds, Nick, and he seemed to have a look of panic. While walking by he heard something about not being in control of himself last night… “No, it couldn’t be… right? It was just a dream.” Harold thought to himself; that is until he heard Mitch saying it felt like someone was watching him while he was out picking up some groceries before it happened. Followed by there was a force pressing into him while he was laying in bed. Harold smirked to himself, “Well, looks like I know what I’m doing tonight!” he smiled cockily to himself as his gaze drifted to Mitch…
(By the way Sean, tried to email you but something not working?)
ReplyDeleteCurious, sent you an IM on Yahoo, hope I got he right person.
ReplyDeleteYou can turn any pic into a great story! You should add some more! Great job
ReplyDeleteWhy is that an instant dislike Sean? *Very confused face* Do you have a fear of male genitalia? Well realize there are a lot of gay men here after-all =S
ReplyDeleteI'm ok with the pic Topher (I posted it after all) I was looking at the votes for the post..
ReplyDeleteLOL @ Topher
ReplyDeleteTelling that to the admin of the entire site xD
I think I'm in love with you Curious! Your writing is simply fabulous!
ReplyDeleteD'awwe thanks! It's nice to get comments to know my work is appreciated (= I am glad that you enjoy it! :D
ReplyDeleteI didn't know your blog was still going! I love your work so much...it's amazing. I love this website!
ReplyDeleteOtaru
Thanks Otaru, if you want to post some stuff on the blog drop me an email :)
ReplyDeleteSean.