Just the Tip Short stories of love and lust

by Aria Grace et al

  “ I’m watching…porn. If you want to watch it, that’s fine. I guess.” He turned his tablet back on and held the pad on his chest so we could both see the screen. There was a group of 5 naked guys sitting in a circle with two naked women on the floor in the middle. The women were in the69 position and the guys were all jacking off as they watched. My eyes were glued to the screen as my dick immediately filled with the blood that had just started flowing again.

  Ronny shifted on the bed so his back was against the wall. His left arm was under the blankets and his right arm held the tablet between us. I glanced at him and he was watching my reaction.

  I offered a half smile and let my right hand find my growing cock. At first, I just watched with my hand rolling around on the tip of my dick. I didn’t know what was okay in a situation like this so I figured less was more.

  There was a gorgeous blonde woman spread on the ground with a petite red-head eating her out. The blonde had a dildo that she was working in the dripping pussy of the red-head.

  But, even more interesting than the two women were all the guys. They started out rubbing themselves but as the women appeared to be close to climax, the guys seemed to get bolder. One guy reached over and grabbed both of the dicks next to him and started stroking them. The two receivers seemed a bit shocked but then both leaned back in their chairs and enjoyed the unsolicited hand job. Another guy on the other side of the circle slid off his chair and between the legs of his friend, and took the hard cock into his mouth. I was equally turned on by the guys as by the girls and didn’t know where to look.

  “ Have you ever tried that?” Ronny asked quietly.

  “ Which part?” I hadn’t really tried any of it. My only sexual experiences had been on the couch in my ex-girlfriend’s basement and they didn’t include any of the things I was witnessing.

  “ With the guys.” What? I assumed he was asking if I’d ever watched two girls together, or maybe if I’d ever gone down on a girl but he was talking about what the guys were doing.

  “ No. Have you?” I tore my eyes away from the screen long enough to look at Ronny. He was watching me but quickly looked back down at the screen.“

  Once. It was okay.” I tried not to let the shock show on my face. He wasn’t gay…was he? No, definitely not. He always had hot chicks all over him. Maybe it was just an experimental thing?

  “ Do you want to?” he asked quietly.

  “ Um, you mean, jack off each other?” I couldn’t believe I was saying the words but I was starting to get curious. I wasn’t gay but if he’d done it before and it wasn’t a big deal, then it seemed safe enough to try.

  “ Well, yeah. I mean, if you want to. It’ll definitely warm you up,” he chuckled. “It’s no big deal.

  It’ll probably just help us fall asleep faster.” Well, that seemed unlikely. Just thinking about him touching me had my whole body on full alert. I didn’t think I’d sleep for days but I wasn’t going to make a big deal out of it. We were consenting adults and neither of us were in exclusive relationships so what was the harm?

  “ Okay, if you want,” I said nonchalantly, as if we were talking about where to pick up lunch.

  Ronny scooted a bit closer so we were thigh to thigh. His huge, hard thigh next to my slim, smooth one. I shaved my whole body for swimming and wondered if he was imagining me as a woman as he made contact with my skin. I pulled my sweats and underwear down to my knees so there was full access and I realized he had done the same. He moved his hand slowly to my stomach, dragging his fingers to the tip of my dick. My breath hitched as he rubbed his thumb over the tip of my head. His motions were slow and gentle as he became more confident in what we were doing.

  Knowing this was a reciprocal experiment, I moved my left hand into his lap and was shocked to feel how thick he was. I’d seen him changing plenty of times and knew he had nothing to be ashamed of but in my hands, he felt enormous. He was thick enough that I could barely wrap my whole fist around his girth. His length was slightly shorter than mine but he was almost twice as thick. I tentatively pushed down and then pulled all the way up to his head, bringing his foreskin up with me. I was circumcised so I’d never ‘worked with’ foreskin before but the quiet moan that I heard when I rolled my palm over his head, assured me that I was doing it right. We both kept our eyes on the screen but my mind was split between the huge, hot shaft under my fingers and the firm grip stroking my cock.

  I didn’t realize I was thrusting into his fist until his other hand slipped under the blankets and grabbed my balls. He rolled them around in his hand and tugged them away from my base while I fucked him. I was so caught up in my own pleasure that I almost forgot about him. I leaned up on one elbow and let my mouth find his dick. I wasn’t planning to give him a blow job but I wanted to make sure he enjoyed himself as much as I was…and that was the one way I knew he’d feel good. He pushed into my hungry mouth with full force. I gagged a bit but held on. I hadn’t thrown up since I was a kid so I knew I could relax my throat enough to take a bit more of him.

  While I lubed up his shaft with my lips and tongue, he increased the speed of his wrist. I shifted my weight so I was straddling his right knee. Bent over to try to get him deeper into my mouth,

  I felt the tension of my balls that signaled an orgasm. I didn’t want to stop but I couldn’t focus on us both so I sat up and let him drain the cream from my body. I shot my load onto his chest while he used some of the moisture to lube me up even more. I sat on his knee for a minute while the full waves of ecstasy rolled off of me.

  As soon as I was able to catch my breath, I leaned down and took him in my mouth again.

  Having come so hard must have relaxed my jaw and throat a bit because he was almost completely buried in my mouth when he grabbed my hair and pushed me even deeper onto him.

  I gagged a bit by his force but it wasn’t enough to be really uncomfortable. I think the vibrations of my throat contracting pushed him into his own orgasm because I could feel his hot seed pouring down my throat. I held my breath until he was fully emptied and then he slipped out of my mouth.

  I collapsed onto the bed next to him and closed my eyes. I wasn’t sure how that had just happened but I definitely felt relaxed enough to fall asleep.

  “ So, are you still cold?” he asked as I turned onto my side, with my back to him. At some point, I’d kicked off my pants so my lower body was naked.

  “ Nope. You?”

  “ I’m good. Do you think you can fall asleep now?”

  “ Mmm hmmm.”

  “ Me too.” He leaned slightly into my body. I knew he was completely naked but it didn’t bother me. He didn’t kiss me or try to cuddle. It’s not like we were a couple or anything. We are just straight friends that needed to let off some steam and were able to help each other relax. I slept better that night than I had in months and I was suddenly looking forward to the cold New England nights to come.

  A Family Christmas

  by Boot LS

  No one said a word when Kyle bought the book about subliminal messages. No one noticed when he started reading about hypnosis. No one mentioned anything when he started bringing home books about post hypnotic suggestions, or about conditioning.

  No one thought anything of it, because that's what Kyle was. He was just a nerdy kid, always spending his money on new books, always staying after school to do extra reading in the library. He was his high school valedictorian; everyone had known that was going to happen since grade school. When he got in to Harvard, no one was surprised. Kyle had everything he needed to succeed. Everything he ever wanted.

  Except a girlfriend.

  At first, the family assumed he was gay, and just not ready to tell anyone about it. Every family gathering, they waited for him to come out, ready to be supportive and tell him it was okay. His mother forgave the pictures on his walls, the girls in various states of undress, the fetish models and the strangely titled pornography he displayed on his shelf. She assumed he was overcompensati
ng.

  When he had first started asking girls out, everyone assumed it was a fad, or just for show. It's not like any of them ever said yes. His sister Lisa had more luck with women than Kyle did.

  But then, Lisa was always popular. The family didn't generally approve of her sexuality. She was two years older than Kyle, and had been in and out of so many closets that no one had any idea anymore. She went to college at the local school. Kyle would say she was in thirteenth grade.

  It came as a shock when Kyle started dating. He began dating just after he became obsessed with mind control. The prom queen, Ella, began following him around like a puppy, desperate to go out with him. No one knew why.

  But by that point, no one in the house questioned anything Kyle did. It just never seemed worth doing.

  They didn't question the summer Kyle spent with Ella. It never even struck them as strange when Ella started leaving her clothing at the door before coming inside. No one seemed to notice that she was naked. Or, if anyone noticed, no one seemed to care.

  Kyle had dumped Ella like a bad habit at the end of the summer. She hadn't been upset about it. She was in total denial that they had ever dated, insisting that she would never have, in her words “gone out with such a loser.” She went on to school out of state, and no one ever mentioned how close she had seemed to be with Kyle.

  He came home for Thanksgiving without a girlfriend, and the rumors in the family started up again. No one could really remember any times Ella came over, and they started to wonder if maybe Kyle had just been so insistent that they had played along. Lisa brought a girl home for the holiday, which surprised no one. It didn't even surprise them to find out that the girl was married. Or that Lisa was dating the couple, not just the girl.

  No one was surprised by what Lisa did anymore. So they weren't even that surprised when she crawled out of Kyle's room one morning, naked and holding her head from a hangover. She got into her car, and left without saying a word to anyone. No one was surprised.

  Kyle went back to school until Christmas break. Lisa came home twice in between, but never talked about what happened over the last break. The first time, she came back with a boyfriend. The second time, for the first time in years, she came back alone.

  Christmas dinner was tense. Lisa was nervous and awkward, casting glances at Kyle and clearly not wanting to talk to him. Aunt Rachel was on one of her anti-men rants; another guy had broken her heart, and she still wanted revenge on the whole gender. Between his mother, his aunt, his sister, and his three cousins, Kyle was the only man in the house, so he ended up on the receiving end of a lot of the criticism.

  Which didn't seem to bother him. Or, if it did, he didn't show it. He just smiled at the conversation and put a CD he had made, a compilation of Christmas music, on the stereo during dinner.

  Kyle went to bed almost immediately after eating. He left the CD playing on repeat, knowing that his Christmas morning was going to be memorable. Very memorable.

  He woke up to a gentle sucking on his cock. He opened one eye to see who it was. Lisa looked up at him, her eyes open and unfocused. He smiled and leaned back, putting his hands behind his head. She kept sucking until he came down her throat, but didn't take her lips off his dick, even when it started to go soft. She just kept sucking.

  It was all she could do. All she wanted to do.

  Kyle smiled when she readjusted herself as he sat up, careful not to let her lips leave his cock. He stretched, ignoring his older sister, and looked around the room.

  Sure enough, there they were. His mother, Aunt Rachel, and his cousin Shelly. The other two cousins were too young for the programming to have activated. Kyle didn't want children to serve him. They'd be of age eventually, and maybe then he would activate their programming. Maybe he'd just sell the trigger words to their boyfriends.

  In the mean time, Rachel, Shelly, and Kyle's mother were kneeling at the foot of his bed. They were all naked, their knees were all spread out wide, and they were all clutching their ankles and leaning back on their heels.

  He slapped Lisa across the face, then smiled as she meekly went to rejoin the other girls. Kyle enjoyed including that particular command to Lisa's programming when he'd sent her home with the CD after Thanksgiving.

  “Good morning family,” Kyle said, testing out his commands.

  “Good morning master.” They spoke in unison, as if they'd practiced. So far so good.

  He walked over to Rachel. “What good are you?” he asked her.

  “I have no value except as a cum receptacle,” she said. “I'm only good for pleasing men.”

  “And what are men?”

  “Men are gods.”

  Kyle smiled, and considered just leaving that part of her programming active. “Would you like me to leave you this way?” He asked. “Would you like me to leave you a cock hungry whore desperate to fuck and please as many men as possible, seeing yourself as completely worthless unless you have a cock to serve. Would you like that?”

  “Yes master.”

  He shook his head. That was a programmed answer. He bent over in front of her. “Rachel,” he said. “I want you to wake up enough to tell me the truth. Don't give me the answer I want to hear. Tell me what you really think.”

  “I-” she looked confused. “I don't want to be completely worthless.”

  Kyle nodded. “But you do want to fuck as many men as possible?”

  She shook her head.

  “Maybe you hate cock?”

  Rachel nodded.

  “But not mine.”

  She hesitated.

  Kyle smiled. “That's how we should do it, then. Rachel, from now on, you hate cock. You hate the sight of it, the feel of it. You hate the taste of it. Everything about cock makes you nauseous. You will get physically ill when you see them. Except for mine. Look at my cock.” Her eyes locked on it. All the eyes in the room locked on it.

  “All of you remember that this one turns you on. This one makes you happy. This cock makes you happy. All you have to do is look at this cock, and it will make you submissive. As soon as you see it, you'll want to drop to your knees. As soon as you see it, you will drop to your knees. Tell me you understand.”

  “I understand master.” Again, they spoke in unison.

  Kyle smiled again and turned back to Rachel. “Every other cock makes you ill,” he said. She nodded. “This one turns you on.” She nodded again.

  Kyle put on some pajama pants and a robe. The four women remained where he left them.

  “I'll be back,” he said. “While I'm gone, I want you to forget who you are, who everyone else is. Only remember your own lusts. If you are attracted to each other, if you want to have sex, deep down in your heart of hearts, you may play with one another.” He opened the door. “But no one cums without my permission.”

  He closed the door, chuckled to himself as he heard the moans and the movements already happening in his bedroom, and walked down to where his younger cousins were already busy unwrapping gifts.

  He sat with them for a while, laughed at their smiles and enjoyed their fun. They asked where everyone else was. Kyle didn't tell them, but gave them each two hundred dollars to go out to the movies for the day. Lots of movies on Christmas day.

  One of his cousins, Jamie, had just gotten her driver's license. So no need to get anyone else. All he had to do was get them out of the house. And the money from his mother's purse had made sure of that.

  Once he had the house to himself, Kyle took his time lowering all the blinds. He took his time making sure every door was locked. He took his time unplugging the phone and the modem. He had the house to himself, and he had every intention of using it, and everyone in it, however he wanted.

  He took his time, so that when he came back to his bedroom, they were all there, on the edge. They were all horny, all so desperate to cum that they would agree to anything. Their minds were even more tractable. Tractable enough to do what he wanted to do to them.

  It was time fo
r revenge. All those years when they thought he didn't know they were making fun of him. All that time they joked behind his back, or gave him those condescending looks. All those times they tried to get him to come out, tried to get him to admit he was gay. It was time to pay. Time to pay for it all.

  He started with his mother. “Go to my room,” he told her. “Get the video whose title most intrigued you, the one that secretly turned you on even though the idea of it disgusted you. Ge the one that made you feel ashamed to like.”

  She crawled off and Kyle turned to Shelly. “The bathroom is filthy,” he says. “I pissed all over the seat and the floor next to the toilet last night. Go clean it up. With your tongue. Enjoy the taste, focus on it and remember it very clearly.”

  Shelly crawled off and Kyle, barely able to stop from laughing, turned to Lisa. “You always thought you were better than me,” he says. “That's why I made you such a slut. You love how much of your inner desires I've helped you realize, don't you?” Lisa nodded. “Because of my suggestions, you've fucked people of every race and gender, haven't you?” She nodded again. “What does that make you?”

  “A giant slut,” Lisa said.

  Kyle laughed. He hadn't ordered her to say that. “Yes, you are. And you're not satisfied yet, are you?” She shook her head. “It didn't satisfy you to suck your little brother's cock, did it?” She shook her head again. “In fact, nothing is going to satisfy you. You're just too cock hungry. Aren't you?”

  “Yes master.”

  Kyle rubbed his chin and thought for a second. “Okay,” he said. “Go to your room and put on the clothing that you most want to wear, the clothes you get turned on just thinking about how slutty they would make you look. Then I want you to go to the porno store and beg to be put in the back for the glory hole. If they don't have one, you will convince them to make one, just for you. While you're there, you will do anything anyone tells you to do, the more humiliating the better. There's no need to dwell on it. No need to remember it. Just spend the day fucking and sucking, or whatever else anyone wants. Then come home as if nothing happened. Only remember it when you want to.”