02-07-2020, 01:28 AM
(This post was last modified: 02-07-2020, 01:30 AM by BrockRockhold.)
Here's the opening chapter to my M/F barefoot, hypnosis cuckolding story. It's pretty gnarly and I think it contains my favorite cover art to date. Let me know what you guys think 
Jonathan never wanted to betray Jessica's trust, but he simply had to know...
He had to know what she was thinking and there was only one way to be sure. Jessica had kept a "secret" diary for as long as they'd known each other. Jonathan knew where she hid it, along with the location of the key that opened its lock. Jessica had just left for work, providing Jonathan a nine-hour window to do as he pleased. Once his decision was made, there was no turning back.
Jonathan’s heart began pounding as he made his way into Jessica’s heavily cluttered closet. Without hesitation, he honed in on a tiny shoebox that was buried beneath a pile of crumpled clothing. He opened the box to find a tiny, leather-bound book that was sealed shut by a heart-shaped lock.
With the diary in hand, Jonathan approached Jessica’s computer desk and proceeded to remove a small, brass key from the confines a decorative, ceramic jar. Jonathan's pulse raced even faster as he inserted the key into the lock, turning it counter-clockwise.
A slightly muted *CLINK* chirped from the keyhole as the lock sprung open. Jonathan sat on the edge of his bed and began searching for information. He thumbed through page after useless page until eventually, his stomach dropped…
Ron came over again last night to hang out with Boo-Boo. I have to admit, I never truly thought of Boo-Boo as a “weakling” until I saw him standing directly next to Ron. His muscles are just so…huge. I’ve never really been into that type of physique, but I can’t deny that he’s attractive. The two of them were sitting on the couch getting ready to watch the new Thor movie, so I sat on the opposite side of Boo-Boo and asked if I could join.
“You sure you don’t want to hit the gym instead?” Ron smirked.
Ron had always been a bit of an asshole but usually got away with it by flashing his perfect smile.
I blew off his insult the same way I always did. Boo-Boo just sat there, awkwardly waiting for the moment to pass. I swear, if Boo-Boo had even one-tenth of Ron’s confidence, he could be President of the United States. But that’s a conversation for a different day…
Once the movie started, I couldn’t believe how much Ron looked like the actor who played Thor. His name is Chris something. Not Pine...that's a different Chris, but my God do they look alike. Anyway, I was sitting there enjoying the movie when about halfway through I started feeling sleepy, so I laid across the couch and placed my feet in Boo-Boo’s lap. My legs were a little cold since I was only wearing knee socks and short-shorts, so I grabbed a blanket from the edge of the couch and draped it across my legs and Boo-Boo’s lap. Good thing I did, because I felt Boo-Boo’s little pee-pee getting hard almost immediately.
On a side note, I think it’s pretty funny how Boo-Boo still hasn’t talked to me about his foot fetish. I mean, I actually think it's kind of adorable. He always goes for my feet whenever we’re having sex but pretends like it's just some type of random foreplay. If I’m being totally honest, I’m actually super into it. The feeling of him massaging my soles and sucking my toes is almost orgasmic all on its own.
I’ve always wondered why he’s never talked to me about it, but then I thought…maybe the idea of “getting caught” excites him? Does that make any sense? I don’t know. All I knew for sure was that Boo-Boo’s little pee-pee was quickly getting harder as my sock-covered feet rested in his lap. And then I got an idea...
I thought it would be fun to tease him a little directly in front of his closest friend. I mean, the blanket would prevent Ron from seeing what I was doing, and if the threat of “getting caught” turned Boo-Boo on, I knew what I was about to do would drive him crazy in the best ways possible. So very carefully, I began wedging my right foot into the top of my left sock. Doing this “discretely” was pretty difficult since the socks I was wearing were extremely thick and came all the way up to the top of my shins, but I wasn’t giving up that easily. It took a bit of patience, but after some maneuvering, I managed to wrestle my left foot free from the sock..
I immediately began wiggling my bare toes against the inside of Boo-Boo’s groin and instantly felt his little wiener grow even harder. Boo-Boo casually placed his hands over his lap to prevent Ron from seeing the outline of his erection. My eyes remained focused on the television, pretending everything was normal, but my feet had other plans…
I knew there was no way Boo-Boo could resist the thought of both my bare feet resting in his lap, just sitting there for the taking, so I decided to raise the stakes by removing my other sock.
Removing the second sock was much easier than removing the first, as I was now able to hook my left big toe into the top of my right sock and strip it away without much effort. I still had to make sure my movements were subtle, as I didn't want Ron to be suspicious of what I was doing, but I absolutely loved feeling Boo-Boo squirm while I teased his cute little pee-pee just inches away from his very best friend.
The more Boo-Boo tried to remain calm and act “normal,” the hornier I became. After a while, I closed my eyes so Ron would think I had fallen asleep. Then I gently slid my hand into my vagina while continuing to wiggle my toes against Boo-Boo's penis. I imagined my fingers were Ron's cock. I imagined he was fucking me while I massaged Boo-Boo's dick with my soft, creamy soles.
I don’t know why, but the idea of another man fucking me while I jerked Boo-Boo off with my feet drove me absolutely insane. Feeling Boo-Boo’s cute little cock pulse and throb between my plump, juicy toes, all while Ron pounded my pussy, in and out, and in and out…so big…so hard… so strong…Is something wrong with me??? I don’t know and I didn’t care. All I knew was that I liked what I felt, and I liked it a lot.
At this point, my heart was beating out of my chest. I did everything in my power to control my breathing as I continued to finger myself. It didn’t take long before I quietly came. I don't think Boo-Boo noticed. He was completely preoccupied with the task of acting “normal” in front of Ron as he tried to keep himself from cumming in his pants.
After ejaculating, I could feel that some of my cum had gotten on my thigh, as well as the couch. I used my socks to wipe away any residue that might become visible once I removed the blanket. I laid there quietly for a minute or two, waiting for my pulse to settle back down. It was perhaps the most intense orgasm I ever experienced, and it had just taken place right in front of Boo-Boo’s best friend. As my pulse continued to calm, I couldn’t help but think of other sexual scenarios involving Ron. The possibilities seemed endless...
I’d become so infatuated with the idea of Ron fucking me that I didn’t even realize the movie had ended. The boys were now arguing over which Marvel movie they thought was the best. I gradually pretended to wake up and apologized for having “fallen asleep”.
“Sorry about that,” I sleepily yawned. “It’s been a long week…”
“It’s okay, sleepyhead,” Ron said in a rather condescending manner. “We can’t all be grown-ups.” I looked over at Boo-Boo, who did nothing other than blush in silence. It was within that silence that I became even hornier.
“Okay, well I have to be up early. You two have fun,” I said, kissing Boo-Boo on the cheek.
“Don’t worry,” Ron snapped back. “We will.”
I casually grabbed my cum-soaked socks and stood from the couch before heading to bed. Then something happened…
When the sound of my bare feet hit the hardwood floor, Boo-Boo couldn't help but sneak a peek. What I found most interesting was that Ron looked directly at Boo-Boo the moment Boo-Boo looked at my feet. I couldn't tell for sure, but it seemed like Ron had picked up on something. Does he know about Boo-Boo’s foot fetish? Is that something guys talk about? Or is Boo-Boo’s secret something he’s always kept to himself? I have no idea. All I have is questions. And the desire to explore them a little bit more…
“Goodnight,” I smiled, walking toward our bedroom as the hardwood floor creaked beneath my soles.
“You too,” Ron replied. “And don’t forget what I said about hitting the gym. Need to make sure you keep that tushy nice and tight for our boy Jonathan over here. Am I right???” he cackled, forcefully slapping Boo-Boo on his shoulder.
I would have turned around to roll my eyes, but I knew all I’d get in return was Ron’s annoyingly handsome grin.
“Goodnight…” I repeated as I closed the door behind me.
I immediately buried my damp socks at the bottom of my laundry basket hopped into bed. I’m desperately trying to fall asleep but can’t. All I can think about is Ron fucking me while I squeeze Boo-Boo’s cock between the arches of my lubricated soles. I don’t know what to do. I have to be up super early but hearing Ron’s voice through the wall is making my pussy ridiculously wet. I don’t think I’ve ever been so aroused in my entire life. Perhaps just one more orgasm before bed. That’s okay, right? Just more orgasm to help relax me to sleep. Yeah...I won’t tell anyone, and I know you won’t either. That’s why I love you—all my secrets, safe and sound. No judgment. Just here for me whenever I need you. Yeah, just one more orgasm. Then off to sleep...
Jonathan couldn’t believe what he just read. He wanted to put the diary down but couldn’t. Instead, he swallowed hard as he turned the page...
Full story available here: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B084KHC4C9/ref...k+Rockhold
“Jessica's Discovery”
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Jonathan never wanted to betray Jessica's trust, but he simply had to know...
He had to know what she was thinking and there was only one way to be sure. Jessica had kept a "secret" diary for as long as they'd known each other. Jonathan knew where she hid it, along with the location of the key that opened its lock. Jessica had just left for work, providing Jonathan a nine-hour window to do as he pleased. Once his decision was made, there was no turning back.
Jonathan’s heart began pounding as he made his way into Jessica’s heavily cluttered closet. Without hesitation, he honed in on a tiny shoebox that was buried beneath a pile of crumpled clothing. He opened the box to find a tiny, leather-bound book that was sealed shut by a heart-shaped lock.
With the diary in hand, Jonathan approached Jessica’s computer desk and proceeded to remove a small, brass key from the confines a decorative, ceramic jar. Jonathan's pulse raced even faster as he inserted the key into the lock, turning it counter-clockwise.
A slightly muted *CLINK* chirped from the keyhole as the lock sprung open. Jonathan sat on the edge of his bed and began searching for information. He thumbed through page after useless page until eventually, his stomach dropped…
*******************
November 12, 2017
Ron came over again last night to hang out with Boo-Boo. I have to admit, I never truly thought of Boo-Boo as a “weakling” until I saw him standing directly next to Ron. His muscles are just so…huge. I’ve never really been into that type of physique, but I can’t deny that he’s attractive. The two of them were sitting on the couch getting ready to watch the new Thor movie, so I sat on the opposite side of Boo-Boo and asked if I could join.
“You sure you don’t want to hit the gym instead?” Ron smirked.
Ron had always been a bit of an asshole but usually got away with it by flashing his perfect smile.
I blew off his insult the same way I always did. Boo-Boo just sat there, awkwardly waiting for the moment to pass. I swear, if Boo-Boo had even one-tenth of Ron’s confidence, he could be President of the United States. But that’s a conversation for a different day…
Once the movie started, I couldn’t believe how much Ron looked like the actor who played Thor. His name is Chris something. Not Pine...that's a different Chris, but my God do they look alike. Anyway, I was sitting there enjoying the movie when about halfway through I started feeling sleepy, so I laid across the couch and placed my feet in Boo-Boo’s lap. My legs were a little cold since I was only wearing knee socks and short-shorts, so I grabbed a blanket from the edge of the couch and draped it across my legs and Boo-Boo’s lap. Good thing I did, because I felt Boo-Boo’s little pee-pee getting hard almost immediately.
On a side note, I think it’s pretty funny how Boo-Boo still hasn’t talked to me about his foot fetish. I mean, I actually think it's kind of adorable. He always goes for my feet whenever we’re having sex but pretends like it's just some type of random foreplay. If I’m being totally honest, I’m actually super into it. The feeling of him massaging my soles and sucking my toes is almost orgasmic all on its own.
I’ve always wondered why he’s never talked to me about it, but then I thought…maybe the idea of “getting caught” excites him? Does that make any sense? I don’t know. All I knew for sure was that Boo-Boo’s little pee-pee was quickly getting harder as my sock-covered feet rested in his lap. And then I got an idea...
I thought it would be fun to tease him a little directly in front of his closest friend. I mean, the blanket would prevent Ron from seeing what I was doing, and if the threat of “getting caught” turned Boo-Boo on, I knew what I was about to do would drive him crazy in the best ways possible. So very carefully, I began wedging my right foot into the top of my left sock. Doing this “discretely” was pretty difficult since the socks I was wearing were extremely thick and came all the way up to the top of my shins, but I wasn’t giving up that easily. It took a bit of patience, but after some maneuvering, I managed to wrestle my left foot free from the sock..
I immediately began wiggling my bare toes against the inside of Boo-Boo’s groin and instantly felt his little wiener grow even harder. Boo-Boo casually placed his hands over his lap to prevent Ron from seeing the outline of his erection. My eyes remained focused on the television, pretending everything was normal, but my feet had other plans…
I knew there was no way Boo-Boo could resist the thought of both my bare feet resting in his lap, just sitting there for the taking, so I decided to raise the stakes by removing my other sock.
Removing the second sock was much easier than removing the first, as I was now able to hook my left big toe into the top of my right sock and strip it away without much effort. I still had to make sure my movements were subtle, as I didn't want Ron to be suspicious of what I was doing, but I absolutely loved feeling Boo-Boo squirm while I teased his cute little pee-pee just inches away from his very best friend.
The more Boo-Boo tried to remain calm and act “normal,” the hornier I became. After a while, I closed my eyes so Ron would think I had fallen asleep. Then I gently slid my hand into my vagina while continuing to wiggle my toes against Boo-Boo's penis. I imagined my fingers were Ron's cock. I imagined he was fucking me while I massaged Boo-Boo's dick with my soft, creamy soles.
I don’t know why, but the idea of another man fucking me while I jerked Boo-Boo off with my feet drove me absolutely insane. Feeling Boo-Boo’s cute little cock pulse and throb between my plump, juicy toes, all while Ron pounded my pussy, in and out, and in and out…so big…so hard… so strong…Is something wrong with me??? I don’t know and I didn’t care. All I knew was that I liked what I felt, and I liked it a lot.
At this point, my heart was beating out of my chest. I did everything in my power to control my breathing as I continued to finger myself. It didn’t take long before I quietly came. I don't think Boo-Boo noticed. He was completely preoccupied with the task of acting “normal” in front of Ron as he tried to keep himself from cumming in his pants.
After ejaculating, I could feel that some of my cum had gotten on my thigh, as well as the couch. I used my socks to wipe away any residue that might become visible once I removed the blanket. I laid there quietly for a minute or two, waiting for my pulse to settle back down. It was perhaps the most intense orgasm I ever experienced, and it had just taken place right in front of Boo-Boo’s best friend. As my pulse continued to calm, I couldn’t help but think of other sexual scenarios involving Ron. The possibilities seemed endless...
I’d become so infatuated with the idea of Ron fucking me that I didn’t even realize the movie had ended. The boys were now arguing over which Marvel movie they thought was the best. I gradually pretended to wake up and apologized for having “fallen asleep”.
“Sorry about that,” I sleepily yawned. “It’s been a long week…”
“It’s okay, sleepyhead,” Ron said in a rather condescending manner. “We can’t all be grown-ups.” I looked over at Boo-Boo, who did nothing other than blush in silence. It was within that silence that I became even hornier.
“Okay, well I have to be up early. You two have fun,” I said, kissing Boo-Boo on the cheek.
“Don’t worry,” Ron snapped back. “We will.”
I casually grabbed my cum-soaked socks and stood from the couch before heading to bed. Then something happened…
When the sound of my bare feet hit the hardwood floor, Boo-Boo couldn't help but sneak a peek. What I found most interesting was that Ron looked directly at Boo-Boo the moment Boo-Boo looked at my feet. I couldn't tell for sure, but it seemed like Ron had picked up on something. Does he know about Boo-Boo’s foot fetish? Is that something guys talk about? Or is Boo-Boo’s secret something he’s always kept to himself? I have no idea. All I have is questions. And the desire to explore them a little bit more…
“Goodnight,” I smiled, walking toward our bedroom as the hardwood floor creaked beneath my soles.
“You too,” Ron replied. “And don’t forget what I said about hitting the gym. Need to make sure you keep that tushy nice and tight for our boy Jonathan over here. Am I right???” he cackled, forcefully slapping Boo-Boo on his shoulder.
I would have turned around to roll my eyes, but I knew all I’d get in return was Ron’s annoyingly handsome grin.
“Goodnight…” I repeated as I closed the door behind me.
I immediately buried my damp socks at the bottom of my laundry basket hopped into bed. I’m desperately trying to fall asleep but can’t. All I can think about is Ron fucking me while I squeeze Boo-Boo’s cock between the arches of my lubricated soles. I don’t know what to do. I have to be up super early but hearing Ron’s voice through the wall is making my pussy ridiculously wet. I don’t think I’ve ever been so aroused in my entire life. Perhaps just one more orgasm before bed. That’s okay, right? Just more orgasm to help relax me to sleep. Yeah...I won’t tell anyone, and I know you won’t either. That’s why I love you—all my secrets, safe and sound. No judgment. Just here for me whenever I need you. Yeah, just one more orgasm. Then off to sleep...
Jonathan couldn’t believe what he just read. He wanted to put the diary down but couldn’t. Instead, he swallowed hard as he turned the page...
Full story available here: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B084KHC4C9/ref...k+Rockhold