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Wednesday, December 30, 2015
Seanday Treats: Student Twist
It was about nine in the morning, it had been a fantastic night in the club. Jack and myself had a string of numbers written on scraps stuffed in our pockets. We'd even scored a few times in the carpark throughout the night.
Jack raked his fingers through his black hair and punched my side. "Hey Tony, what a night huh?"
"Too right," I laughed punching him back, he was solidly built like all the rugby player. I nodded my chin at him. "How many numbers did you get."
He pulled a handful from his pocket, then searched the others. "Six, what about you?"
"Seven," I laughed. "Guess they prefer the wrestlers." As we compared numbers.
"Hey! That one doesn't count," Jack moaned. "That's a bloke!"
"It's a number and he was pretty eager to meet up with me," I said pushing Jack. "So it counts all right?"
"Whatever," Jack muttered.
A taxi dropped us back at the accommodation block at the university. Each of the apartments had four bedrooms and a shared lounge/kitchen area.
We jogged up the flights of stairs, pushing and laughing as we went, then I stopped in my tracks. "What time is it?"
"Almost ten," Jack replied, then his face dropped. "Fuck, you don't think?"
"I dunno," I replied as I opened the door to the apartment and looked inside. It was quiet--thankfully. Jack hung back, but I pulled him inside. "If I'm going to fucked over, so are you!" I growled.
I walked over to one of the bedrooms, the key was in the lock. Unlocking it I slowly opened the door and stepping inside.
"You fuckers!"
Jack stepped next in next to me.
Sitting on the bed, pillows grasped at their groins where the real Jack and Tony.
Jack raked his fingers through his black hair and punched my side. "Hey Tony, what a night huh?"
"Too right," I laughed punching him back, he was solidly built like all the rugby player. I nodded my chin at him. "How many numbers did you get."
He pulled a handful from his pocket, then searched the others. "Six, what about you?"
"Seven," I laughed. "Guess they prefer the wrestlers." As we compared numbers.
"Hey! That one doesn't count," Jack moaned. "That's a bloke!"
"It's a number and he was pretty eager to meet up with me," I said pushing Jack. "So it counts all right?"
"Whatever," Jack muttered.
A taxi dropped us back at the accommodation block at the university. Each of the apartments had four bedrooms and a shared lounge/kitchen area.
We jogged up the flights of stairs, pushing and laughing as we went, then I stopped in my tracks. "What time is it?"
"Almost ten," Jack replied, then his face dropped. "Fuck, you don't think?"
"I dunno," I replied as I opened the door to the apartment and looked inside. It was quiet--thankfully. Jack hung back, but I pulled him inside. "If I'm going to fucked over, so are you!" I growled.
I walked over to one of the bedrooms, the key was in the lock. Unlocking it I slowly opened the door and stepping inside.
"You fuckers!"
Jack stepped next in next to me.
Sitting on the bed, pillows grasped at their groins where the real Jack and Tony.
Tuesday, December 29, 2015
Seanday Treats: Muscle Growth
I looked down at Marcus, he was a fine specimen. I'd followed him on Instagram, watched his progress as he grew larger and larger.
In my profession, I had to know every muscle in his body. I could tell you each ones name if you like, I'd spent a lot of time and money to get where I was, but I still wasn't happy.
Knowing about the body--I thought, might help me grow like Marcus. But like they all say its down to the genes, unless you want to use drugs. I'd seen what they do to a man, and it's not nice.
So here we are, I got a recommendation and I can't believe I'm in his house massaging the pain from Marcus' muscles. I shook my head as he let out quite groans of pleasure as I worked my way through the various muscle groups.
Being this close, feeling his body like this only made me want it even more. I worked my way along his torso, concentrating on each arm in turn, then his shoulders and neck. He said little during the session, as I started to kneed his pecs, thick heavy muscle below my hands. Damn, this was making me tingle all over--the thrill of actually touching this behemoth I'd lusted over the past two years.
In my profession, I had to know every muscle in his body. I could tell you each ones name if you like, I'd spent a lot of time and money to get where I was, but I still wasn't happy.
Knowing about the body--I thought, might help me grow like Marcus. But like they all say its down to the genes, unless you want to use drugs. I'd seen what they do to a man, and it's not nice.
So here we are, I got a recommendation and I can't believe I'm in his house massaging the pain from Marcus' muscles. I shook my head as he let out quite groans of pleasure as I worked my way through the various muscle groups.
Being this close, feeling his body like this only made me want it even more. I worked my way along his torso, concentrating on each arm in turn, then his shoulders and neck. He said little during the session, as I started to kneed his pecs, thick heavy muscle below my hands. Damn, this was making me tingle all over--the thrill of actually touching this behemoth I'd lusted over the past two years.
Seanday Treats: Soldiers Life for Me
Lucy laid in the bed enjoying the luxurious red sheets and the way the room was furnished. It was the best room in the hotel, it had cost her all the money his had, but it was worth it.
She looked over at the dark skinned soldier laying next to her. "Damn, you really are built." It wasn't a lie, Ricks was in prime shape, more than Lucy had dared hope for.
"I think I'm right saying you enjoyed your last night on this world," Lucy murmured, "I'll guess I'll find out for myself in a while."
She pulled back the sheets and stood for a moment, basking at the vision of Ricks' perfect physique. "Of you'll do fine," she said.
Lucy was lean, more like a swimmer. At only eighteen, she'd not been with anyone like the twenty-six year old soldier before.
She looked over at the dark skinned soldier laying next to her. "Damn, you really are built." It wasn't a lie, Ricks was in prime shape, more than Lucy had dared hope for.
"I think I'm right saying you enjoyed your last night on this world," Lucy murmured, "I'll guess I'll find out for myself in a while."
She pulled back the sheets and stood for a moment, basking at the vision of Ricks' perfect physique. "Of you'll do fine," she said.
Lucy was lean, more like a swimmer. At only eighteen, she'd not been with anyone like the twenty-six year old soldier before.
Monday, December 28, 2015
Seanday Treats: Captain's Choice
It was late night practice at the college gym, the wrestling team had been worked hard by the captain Mark, he was the largest of the group.
As they finished Mark told them to cool off, with some stretches. They looked at him, his thick heavy chest stretching the fabric of his white shirt.
Each of the other four team members looked at each other as I walked into the gym.
"Sorry man, this is a closed session," Mark called out to me. If you come back in 10 minutes we'll be done.
The other wrestlers closed ranks around Mark, but I continued to walk towards the group.
"Who do you want? Coach? He's gone now, it's just us."
"I know," I replied. "Just my boys--and you."
"Your boys?" He repeated, sounding a little confused. "Do I know you?"
"They're on my team, have been for the past few days."
As they finished Mark told them to cool off, with some stretches. They looked at him, his thick heavy chest stretching the fabric of his white shirt.
Each of the other four team members looked at each other as I walked into the gym.
"Sorry man, this is a closed session," Mark called out to me. If you come back in 10 minutes we'll be done.
The other wrestlers closed ranks around Mark, but I continued to walk towards the group.
"Who do you want? Coach? He's gone now, it's just us."
"I know," I replied. "Just my boys--and you."
"Your boys?" He repeated, sounding a little confused. "Do I know you?"
"They're on my team, have been for the past few days."
Seanday Treats: Just one Sip
Drake made a grab for Richards beer.
"What the fuck, get your own dude," Richard yelled pushing Drake away.
"The kegs empty, this party is drying up."
"I don't give a shit. Who the fuck are you anyway? I've not seen you in the frat before, you know this is private party."
Drake made another grab for the beer. "Just a sip bro'."
"What the fuck, get your own dude," Richard yelled pushing Drake away.
"The kegs empty, this party is drying up."
"I don't give a shit. Who the fuck are you anyway? I've not seen you in the frat before, you know this is private party."
Drake made another grab for the beer. "Just a sip bro'."
Sunday, December 27, 2015
Seanday Treats: Second-Skin
"Caption This, 26th December 2015"
Original idea from BodyPlast by Lemapp
Original idea from BodyPlast by Lemapp
The last of what I needed to get away had arrived.
I was a watched man, in deep trouble. They all knew what I looked like, skinny, a cute, young face, wavy blonde hair. Damn, sometimes I hated being so attractive.
I opened the box and studied its contents. It was an upper muscle-suit, thick heavy muscles hung from the garment. I touched the flesh, it was warm and as I moved the sleeves the muscles grew. "This is going to work, I know it!"
I was one of the last in the block, I'd screwed the developers taking money and then not moving. They were pissed and were waiting for me. I'd have left long ago if I'd known it was the mob that owned the building.
Collecting together the other items, I loaded up my bag. As I left the apartment I turned and for a moment wished I hadn't been so stupid. Closing the door I locked it for one final time and went down to the second floor.
From my pocket I pulled out a canister, took a deep breath and knocked on 2C--the last of the other residents. It opened and I was looking into the eyes of Raymond Dezcheckov. He opened his mouth to say something and I sprayed the contents of the can into his face. He gasped and fell into my arms, damn he was heavy.
Saturday, December 26, 2015
Caption This (26th Dec)
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Friday, December 25, 2015
Seanday Treats: Zero Resistance
"Casey Bridges, you're being held because you're a suspect," the officer growled.
"You can't arrest me, I've done nothing wrong!" Bridges yelled.
"Sir, you've been brought in because it's likely you will do something."
"What? What are you talking about?"
The officer laid a hand on Bridges shoulder and held him tightly. "Don't struggle, you'll be released soon, before you know it."
"Fuck you, then I'll sue your ass."
The officer pushed him to face the wall, "Just stand here." The officer grasped the back of Bridges head and with a jerk slammed it into the wall.
"You can't arrest me, I've done nothing wrong!" Bridges yelled.
"Sir, you've been brought in because it's likely you will do something."
"What? What are you talking about?"
The officer laid a hand on Bridges shoulder and held him tightly. "Don't struggle, you'll be released soon, before you know it."
"Fuck you, then I'll sue your ass."
The officer pushed him to face the wall, "Just stand here." The officer grasped the back of Bridges head and with a jerk slammed it into the wall.
Wednesday, December 23, 2015
Holiday Body Bundle
Since I've been really busy recently and therefore really slacking on posting, I figured I would post several shorts in one post as an apology gift/Christmas gift to the visitors, each with their own sort of holiday theme. Also, I wanted to thank all of you for being so welcoming with my addition here and for enjoying my posts! Love you guys! Hope you all have a happy holiday season! Anyways, on with the stories...
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Elliot woke up Christmas morning with a stretch. He walked
through his little apartment from his room to the living room and saw the
little bag sitting on his dining room table. The big man up north came through
again. He excitedly approached it and tore through the tissue paper. At the
bottom of the package was a small pair of blue striped briefs.
Saturday, December 19, 2015
Caption This (19th Dec)
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Tuesday, December 15, 2015
Lucky Find!
by Carlos Palanca
For years, I have been able to get inside people and possess their bodies. I would push my shorter and more slender frame and take control of their bodies. It wasn’t easy though. I had to sneak up behind them in a secluded place while they’re distracted because if they see me, they could easily beat me up. Another downside is the fact that I couldn’t stay inside them for as long as I want, I get pushed out of their bodies after 12 hours, leaving them unconscious on the ground. It used to happen quite often until I found Matt.
I moved to my new house a few months ago and the basement was filled all sorts of junk and old furniture. Everywhere I look and turn, I see boxes filled with old books, and clothes. These must have belonged to the previous (and dead) owner. As I was scavenging the boxes of something worth selling and throwing, I found a secret door. It was locked! Luckily, I immediately and conveniently found the key on the door frame. As I opened it up, the room was filled with even more clothes, but the room was still alien compared to the rest of the basement. It was clean and white but it was filled with a lot of clothes racks. There was still room behind the racks so I moved them until there was enough room for me to pass through. There, I saw a table, with a desktop computer and some workout equipment but what really caught my attention was the fact that there was a naked man slumped against a couch! His mouth was partly opened but his eyes were open and staring blankly to the ceiling.
I rushed towards him. I reached out for his arm and check for a pulse. But as I pressed my fingers onto his wrist, his arm collapsed under the pressure exerted by my fingers like it was hallow. I did the same to the other arm and his neck and the same thing happened. For my final attempt, I pressed his chest and it collapsed like the rest of his body.
For years, I have been able to get inside people and possess their bodies. I would push my shorter and more slender frame and take control of their bodies. It wasn’t easy though. I had to sneak up behind them in a secluded place while they’re distracted because if they see me, they could easily beat me up. Another downside is the fact that I couldn’t stay inside them for as long as I want, I get pushed out of their bodies after 12 hours, leaving them unconscious on the ground. It used to happen quite often until I found Matt.
I moved to my new house a few months ago and the basement was filled all sorts of junk and old furniture. Everywhere I look and turn, I see boxes filled with old books, and clothes. These must have belonged to the previous (and dead) owner. As I was scavenging the boxes of something worth selling and throwing, I found a secret door. It was locked! Luckily, I immediately and conveniently found the key on the door frame. As I opened it up, the room was filled with even more clothes, but the room was still alien compared to the rest of the basement. It was clean and white but it was filled with a lot of clothes racks. There was still room behind the racks so I moved them until there was enough room for me to pass through. There, I saw a table, with a desktop computer and some workout equipment but what really caught my attention was the fact that there was a naked man slumped against a couch! His mouth was partly opened but his eyes were open and staring blankly to the ceiling.
I rushed towards him. I reached out for his arm and check for a pulse. But as I pressed my fingers onto his wrist, his arm collapsed under the pressure exerted by my fingers like it was hallow. I did the same to the other arm and his neck and the same thing happened. For my final attempt, I pressed his chest and it collapsed like the rest of his body.
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