Photo #2: It was difficult to decide who I wanted to try for my first time. I considered the line-up. The first active, I’ll call him Adam, was shorter than the others, but he had the tight build of a gymnast. I bet he’d make a great little spoon and a power bottom.
The second, Ben, was about 6 foot, not exceptionally well-defined, but he had the look of a somewhat-sporty fraternity brother. I had found that guy extremely hot in college, not that I could admit it when I was there eight years ago. He’d be nice to try just to find out what I was missing.
The third, Charlie, looked like he was on exchange from Britain. I wonder if he has an accent and whether his hair becomes brighter and less auburn further down. He could very well be the funnest to try.
The fourth, David, was the tallest and looked like he could have been a linebacker in highschool, though he probably lacked the mass for college. The facial hair was exceptionally hot, and I can only imagine what tool he’s hiding under those athletic shorts. He doesn’t seem to suffer from a lack of self-confidence, if you know what I mean. I bet he’d be a helluva sexy top.
The final option was Ethan. He seemed to have the best features of everyone: a tight, athletic body, masculine, very handsome, an all around American boy next door. He may indeed be at the top of my list.
I turned to my companion, Ms. DeWitt, and asked, “Might there be a bulk discount if I wanted more than one?” She said there wasn’t, especially given how much their actives were in demand.
If that is the case, then I cannot justify my optimal pick of trying everyone. “I think I will only purchase the time of actives A and D, then.” I could splurge a bit, given it was my 30th birthday after all.
“Very well,” she said, “And what is your fantasy? What personalities would you like them to have?”
“This may seem an odd request, but I want my own,” I replied. “I want to share this experience with the only person I can trust, myself, and I want to enjoy it from every perspective. I want you to imprint me into those dolls and extract their experience of it and download it into me afterward.” Just thinking about it made me hard. Me, in a six foot two build, pounding me, in a five foot nine build. I could imagine how David’s cock felt both in me and how Adam’s bottom tightly enveloped my cock. I could imagine how my larger hands would grab Adam’s ass, and how David’s smack of my ass would sting but turn me oh so on.
“Very well, sir. That is unusual, but we have the technology do accommodate. It will require an additional charge, though. Would you want your own body to be party to the activities? Or do you just want to remember being in the actives' bodies?”
I hadn't considered it, actually, but God, that would be hot. I'd never be able to get guys like these to my bedroom under normal circumstances, despite my sizable wealth. Yet with my own personality in them, there would be no chance of rejection. "Yes, I think I'd like that, Adelle."
maybe 2 best friends who are wanting to become brothers or one of the twins is tired of being a twin so e decides his best friend should take his brother's place and his brother take his friend's place
Discovered now seems to photos 1 and 2 can be reversed made of the same story?
But still rewrite the story of the photo 1
photo 1 Before the start of the game
Bodybuilding competitions seating area, two workers are busy during a very important work ...
"Okey，this decoration is completed...You linger for what?hurry put off !! the staff exit time is coming now!!"Ted staring look unhappy for had just arrived not long after the younger Bill.
The latter carefully in their hands look like wake Personnel macho head placed in another as if half asleep man's strong thighs and then scratching and scrambling to get out of seating area.
Just to greet him was Ted Straight the forehead with a iron fist"Just throw in there it is not to tell you?still there linger for what?"
Bill hesitate watching his chest rise and fall slightly, seems to asleep muscular men who sluggish asked"They really did not feel it?Abandoned as it seems painful?"
The Ted to Bill with a dirty looks"Do not be silly, they do not feel anything, and now they're just a bunch of once a human suit.The pursuit of the perfect surface to sell his soul just such a thing.time to go,manipulator to be will approach will do the final adjustments,end of the game we have a busy."
Ted after pulling Bill shirt collar, he was off the stadium seating area, leaving the ground macho bodysuit. rather the wall sitting half asleep like a bodysuit sluggish the eyes slowly followed the movement of the twoand moving ...
Rafael and Hans had always considered themselves to be brothers, even though they shared no blood between them and were not biologically related. After-all Rafael was of Latino descent and Hans was of Scandinavian descent. Although they basically both had grown up together which had made them feel as if they were brothers. They were both kicked out of their homes at a very young age after they had came out to their parents. Both of their biological parents, or as they now refer to them, their respective sperm and egg donors, were highly religious and highly homophobic. They bumped into each other at a shelter for LGBT youth, and since then they have been thick as thieves, constantly looking after one another. Their relationship never turned romantic or sexual, for as I indicated earlier they thought of each other as brothers, so the notion of them being romantic seemed like incest to them. If a boyfriend of one ever broke his heart or hurt him, the other would instantly be their to protect him and stand up to the man who had broken the other's heart. One day while Rafael and Hans were in a cafe having lunch and looking through the paper for employment opportunities, Rafael spotted two men who he instantly recognized... Vicente and Luis, two twin brothers who were the children of well to do parents, Rafael's parents associated with in country clubs. Rafael's parents, or the sperm and egg donor, were from very well to do wealthy socialite families, that lived in an up-scale ritzy gated community. Rafael decided he might as well go up and ask the twins how they have been. He walked over to their table with Hans by his side. He said "Hey Vicente! Hey Luis! Long time no see. do you remember me?" The twins both gave him a repulsed look and Luis said "Who the fuck are you?" Rafael replied "It's me... Rafael... I lived in your neighborhood, and this is..." Vicente interrupted him before he finished "Let me guess? Your boyfriend. Am I right faggot?" Rafael was very taken back by this. "No I was going to say this is my friend Hans." Vicente barked back "I don't care what you fags call your butt buddies, partner, friend, whatever... just get the fuck away from us you queers" Rafael was deeply hurt by this, after-all he had used to hang out and play with Vicente and Luis when they were children. "But, guys, it's me Rafael, we were friends!" Luis laughed and then snorted "Yea that was until we found out you were a fudgepacker, thankfully after you revealed your perversion to your parents they kicked you out, so we didn't have to see your faggoty ass around anymore." Vicente piped in and said "Let's get out of here Luis, this place has turned into a real sausage fest, quite literally, before you know it they'll start blasting Lady Gaga and flashing the strobe lights in here, lets get the fuck out of dodge." "Sounds good to me" Luis replied. Hey let's head over to hooters and see if we can't pick up a white trash waitress to screw who will consider herself so lucky to be with classy studs such as ourselves." As they got up and hurried out the door Vicente turned and said "Later fags, we better not run into you again, or we'll beat the fucking shit out of you."
Rafael was still shell shocked from that exchange. He turned to Hans, with tears in his eyes and said "I'm so sorry, if I had known that would happen, I wouldn't have even bothered approaching them, I thought they were different." Hans held Rafael tight against him and said "It's okay bro, forget about those homophobe punks, c'mon lets get out of here, and get a drink or something"
They then proceeded to leave the cafe and walked towards their car in one of the back alley ways. As they unlocked the car and reached for the door handle, they heard a woman's voice say "Excuse me, young man??" They turned to look to see a ragged old looking woman who looked much like some sort of gypsy. Hans started singing the Cher song "Gypsies, Tramps, and Thieves" in his head, before bringing himself back to reality.
The old lady said "I'm sorry to bother you, but I couldn't help but over hearing the conflict you had with those two men in the cafe, and I think I can help."
"Thanks lady, but we would rather just forget about that whole scene, and get on with our lives, those two douchebags are not worth our time." Hans replied.
"I agree" said the lady, "and I can make it so fortune and fate smile upon you so that you will never have to deal with people like that again."
"We appreciate your concern lady, but we really do not have the money to spare for any potions or any sort of thing like that that you may be selling." replied Rafael.
"What I offer to you is free of charge, while you are right that I do sell potions and such, every once in a while I see an injustice so cruel that I must intervene without personal profit other than the satisfaction of turning a wrong into a right."
"Well, I don't really believe in magic, or voodoo, or conjuring or hoodoo, or whatever sort of supernatural things like that." Luis said while glancing towards the ground, not wanting to offend the old lady who clearly only wanted to help.
"Ah, but you will... that is if you agree to allow me to work my magic, I will only do so with your approval, and I guarantee you, that you will like the results."
"Well.." Rafael started... but Hans interrupted "What can be the harm hun? She's only trying to help."
"Alright, go ahead." "What do we have to do?" asked Rafael
Why are there so many caption this stories. The majority should be stories from the authors, I mean you have what 8 or 9 authors that contribute right?
Why aren't you catering to my specific needs, wants, and turn ons? ...me, Me, ME!!
I thought the whole point of this site was to get me off... I'm too lazy or unimaginative to think of my own fantasies. But I'm not too lazy to criticize others...
i'm really enjoy caption stories, because there's no limit on what you can imagine. I'm not good with engish right now but if i were i'd definitely write my own story
Photo #2:
ReplyDeleteIt was difficult to decide who I wanted to try for my first time. I considered the line-up. The first active, I’ll call him Adam, was shorter than the others, but he had the tight build of a gymnast. I bet he’d make a great little spoon and a power bottom.
The second, Ben, was about 6 foot, not exceptionally well-defined, but he had the look of a somewhat-sporty fraternity brother. I had found that guy extremely hot in college, not that I could admit it when I was there eight years ago. He’d be nice to try just to find out what I was missing.
The third, Charlie, looked like he was on exchange from Britain. I wonder if he has an accent and whether his hair becomes brighter and less auburn further down. He could very well be the funnest to try.
The fourth, David, was the tallest and looked like he could have been a linebacker in highschool, though he probably lacked the mass for college. The facial hair was exceptionally hot, and I can only imagine what tool he’s hiding under those athletic shorts. He doesn’t seem to suffer from a lack of self-confidence, if you know what I mean. I bet he’d be a helluva sexy top.
The final option was Ethan. He seemed to have the best features of everyone: a tight, athletic body, masculine, very handsome, an all around American boy next door. He may indeed be at the top of my list.
I turned to my companion, Ms. DeWitt, and asked, “Might there be a bulk discount if I wanted more than one?” She said there wasn’t, especially given how much their actives were in demand.
If that is the case, then I cannot justify my optimal pick of trying everyone. “I think I will only purchase the time of actives A and D, then.” I could splurge a bit, given it was my 30th birthday after all.
“Very well,” she said, “And what is your fantasy? What personalities would you like them to have?”
“This may seem an odd request, but I want my own,” I replied. “I want to share this experience with the only person I can trust, myself, and I want to enjoy it from every perspective. I want you to imprint me into those dolls and extract their experience of it and download it into me afterward.” Just thinking about it made me hard. Me, in a six foot two build, pounding me, in a five foot nine build. I could imagine how David’s cock felt both in me and how Adam’s bottom tightly enveloped my cock. I could imagine how my larger hands would grab Adam’s ass, and how David’s smack of my ass would sting but turn me oh so on.
“Very well, sir. That is unusual, but we have the technology do accommodate. It will require an additional charge, though. Would you want your own body to be party to the activities? Or do you just want to remember being in the actives' bodies?”
I hadn't considered it, actually, but God, that would be hot. I'd never be able to get guys like these to my bedroom under normal circumstances, despite my sizable wealth. Yet with my own personality in them, there would be no chance of rejection. "Yes, I think I'd like that, Adelle."
Nice work Anon.
DeleteFor once I can let you know who these guys are;
(l-r) Sam Oldham, Kristian Thomas, Daniel Purvis, Louis Smith, Max Whitlock
Its the TeamGB Men’s Gymnastics Team from the 2012 Olympics in London.
photo 1 After end of the game
ReplyDelete"Have been end of the game; but you received the suit Well?"
Bodybuilding competitions workers look of displeasure, pointing throughout several muscular men lying in the lounge area complained loudly.
"Sorry, sir, this is our negligence, we'll clean them."
To be continued......
love the idea of the third picture having to do something with a bodysuit maybe replacing someone's twin or being a body double.....
ReplyDeleteCool idea - give me some more ideas.
Deletemaybe 2 best friends who are wanting to become brothers or one of the twins is tired of being a twin so e decides his best friend should take his brother's place and his brother take his friend's place
DeleteDiscovered now seems to photos 1 and 2 can be reversed made of the same story?
ReplyDeleteBut still rewrite the story of the photo 1
photo 1 Before the start of the game
Bodybuilding competitions seating area, two workers are busy during a very important work ...
"Okey，this decoration is completed...You linger for what?hurry put off !! the staff exit time is coming now!!"Ted staring look unhappy for had just arrived not long after the younger Bill.
The latter carefully in their hands look like wake Personnel macho head placed in another as if half asleep man's strong thighs and then scratching and scrambling to get out of seating area.
Just to greet him was Ted Straight the forehead with a iron fist"Just throw in there it is not to tell you?still there linger for what?"
Bill hesitate watching his chest rise and fall slightly, seems to asleep muscular men who sluggish asked"They really did not feel it?Abandoned as it seems painful?"
The Ted to Bill with a dirty looks"Do not be silly, they do not feel anything, and now they're just a bunch of once a human suit.The pursuit of the perfect surface to sell his soul just such a thing.time to go,manipulator to be will approach will do the final adjustments,end of the game we have a busy."
Ted after pulling Bill shirt collar, he was off the stadium seating area, leaving the ground macho bodysuit. rather the wall sitting half asleep like a bodysuit sluggish the eyes slowly followed the movement of the twoand moving ...
Picture three
ReplyDeletePart 1. Becoming Brothers
Rafael and Hans had always considered themselves to be brothers, even though they shared no blood between them and were not biologically related. After-all Rafael was of Latino descent and Hans was of Scandinavian descent. Although they basically both had grown up together which had made them feel as if they were brothers. They were both kicked out of their homes at a very young age after they had came out to their parents. Both of their biological parents, or as they now refer to them, their respective sperm and egg donors, were highly religious and highly homophobic. They bumped into each other at a shelter for LGBT youth, and since then they have been thick as thieves, constantly looking after one another. Their relationship never turned romantic or sexual, for as I indicated earlier they thought of each other as brothers, so the notion of them being romantic seemed like incest to them. If a boyfriend of one ever broke his heart or hurt him, the other would instantly be their to protect him and stand up to the man who had broken the other's heart. One day while Rafael and Hans were in a cafe having lunch and looking through the paper for employment opportunities, Rafael spotted two men who he instantly recognized... Vicente and Luis, two twin brothers who were the children of well to do parents, Rafael's parents associated with in country clubs. Rafael's parents, or the sperm and egg donor, were from very well to do wealthy socialite families, that lived in an up-scale ritzy gated community. Rafael decided he might as well go up and ask the twins how they have been. He walked over to their table with Hans by his side. He said "Hey Vicente! Hey Luis! Long time no see. do you remember me?" The twins both gave him a repulsed look and Luis said "Who the fuck are you?"
Rafael replied "It's me... Rafael... I lived in your neighborhood, and this is..."
Vicente interrupted him before he finished "Let me guess? Your boyfriend. Am I right faggot?"
Rafael was very taken back by this. "No I was going to say this is my friend Hans."
Vicente barked back "I don't care what you fags call your butt buddies, partner, friend, whatever... just get the fuck away from us you queers" Rafael was deeply hurt by this, after-all he had used to hang out and play with Vicente and Luis when they were children. "But, guys, it's me Rafael, we were friends!"
Luis laughed and then snorted "Yea that was until we found out you were a fudgepacker, thankfully after you revealed your perversion to your parents they kicked you out, so we didn't have to see your faggoty ass around anymore."
Vicente piped in and said "Let's get out of here Luis, this place has turned into a real sausage fest, quite literally, before you know it they'll start blasting Lady Gaga and flashing the strobe lights in here, lets get the fuck out of dodge."
"Sounds good to me" Luis replied. Hey let's head over to hooters and see if we can't pick up a white trash waitress to screw who will consider herself so lucky to be with classy studs such as ourselves." As they got up and hurried out the door Vicente turned and said "Later fags, we better not run into you again, or we'll beat the fucking shit out of you."
Part 2.
ReplyDelete-Becoming Brothers-
Rafael was still shell shocked from that exchange. He turned to Hans, with tears in his eyes and said "I'm so sorry, if I had known that would happen, I wouldn't have even bothered approaching them, I thought they were different." Hans held Rafael tight against him and said "It's okay bro, forget about those homophobe punks, c'mon lets get out of here, and get a drink or something"
They then proceeded to leave the cafe and walked towards their car in one of the back alley ways. As they unlocked the car and reached for the door handle, they heard a woman's voice say "Excuse me, young man??"
They turned to look to see a ragged old looking woman who looked much like some sort of gypsy. Hans started singing the Cher song "Gypsies, Tramps, and Thieves" in his head, before bringing himself back to reality.
The old lady said "I'm sorry to bother you, but I couldn't help but over hearing the conflict you had with those two men in the cafe, and I think I can help."
"Thanks lady, but we would rather just forget about that whole scene, and get on with our lives, those two douchebags are not worth our time." Hans replied.
"I agree" said the lady, "and I can make it so fortune and fate smile upon you so that you will never have to deal with people like that again."
"We appreciate your concern lady, but we really do not have the money to spare for any potions or any sort of thing like that that you may be selling." replied Rafael.
"What I offer to you is free of charge, while you are right that I do sell potions and such, every once in a while I see an injustice so cruel that I must intervene without personal profit other than the satisfaction of turning a wrong into a right."
"Well, I don't really believe in magic, or voodoo, or conjuring or hoodoo, or whatever sort of supernatural things like that." Luis said while glancing towards the ground, not wanting to offend the old lady who clearly only wanted to help.
"Ah, but you will... that is if you agree to allow me to work my magic, I will only do so with your approval, and I guarantee you, that you will like the results."
"Well.." Rafael started... but Hans interrupted "What can be the harm hun? She's only trying to help."
"Alright, go ahead." "What do we have to do?" asked Rafael
part 3?
DeleteI'm working on it, I got busy as I became severely sick for a week, but I will post a part 3 once I do some brainstorming.
DeleteFirst version deleted as requested.
ReplyDeleteWhy are there so many caption this stories. The majority should be stories from the authors, I mean you have what 8 or 9 authors that contribute right?
ReplyDeleteBasically, caption this posts are meant for readers to write their own stuff, perhaps we'll discover new authors.
DeleteAs for the existing authors, they contribute when the can, there is no fixed schedule or pressure to write.
Why aren't you catering to my specific needs, wants, and turn ons? ...me, Me, ME!!
ReplyDeleteI thought the whole point of this site was to get me off... I'm too lazy or unimaginative to think of my own fantasies. But I'm not too lazy to criticize others...
Anon - what are you looking for?
ReplyDeletei'm really enjoy caption stories, because there's no limit on what you can imagine. I'm not good with engish right now but if i were i'd definitely write my own story
ReplyDeleteI think your English is great, you should try writing something :)
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