Optometrist
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There is a wonderful word in Yiddish, namely ‘seykhl.’ If you have seykhl, you have common sense, and people with this attribute are always successful in life. Anyone who has ever attended a tenth, twentieth or thirtieth school reunion, could easily attest to this fact.
Often, the brainy seniors at school, or college, who excelled academically, end up living a life of financial mediocrity. The guys with seykhl, nonetheless, who are generally regarded as the ones least likely to succeed in the stifled scholastic milieu of their youth, go on to become highly successful.
As so it was the case with the forty-three-year-old Ronnie. School and college had proved to be a strain for him. Somehow, nonetheless, he had muddled through and become an optometrist. With his abundance of common sense, by the time Ronnie turned twenty-five, he had opened his first practice. Thereafter, over the next eighteen years, Ronnie opened a further fifteen branches of ‘Eagle Eye,’ the name of his franchise.
Being as astute as he was, whenever a young optometrist with potential worked for him or one of his franchisees, Ronnie would set him up in another branch. Naturally, he always recouped his investment from these individuals and cleverly retained a modest share in their businesses.
Ronnie always made sure that all his branches had the latest and best equipment needed, and with the business plan that he had paid a good deal of money for, operated flawlessly. Ronnie also made sure before opening another branch that a thorough demographic study for the new location was undertaken.
A further upshot of this was; having opened his own and separate optical workshop, all the lenses’ that were needed for the branches had to be purchased from him. In addition, with the collective buying power of the group, Ronnie received great discounts on all spectacle frames and contact lenses etcetera, which he generously shared with the owners of the other outlets.
This effectively negated the share of profits that they were required to pay to him. In conclusion, Ronnie’s intellectual resources were always available to all who needed advice. He was a really pleasant guy and with his reputation, I was totally in awe of him.
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As so it came to pass that I was employed by Ronnie. I was one of two optometrists employed at the branch that he fully owned. In all honesty, Cindy and I did most of the consulting, which was understandable given all the administration that Ronnie was required to do for the group. Resultantly, Ronnie spent at least half his day in an office that was located above the shop.
Very early on I made it known that I was gay, and as much as I was extremely nervous about this revelation at first, it did not seem to faze Ronnie at all. In fact, thereafter, I began to feel that he was fascinated by me.
I did not find him appealing at all and at any gay bar or club, I would have avoided him completely. Ronnie was thickset, had a paunch, and he was virtually totally bald. Pleasant as his face was, he was most definitely not handsome. Another somewhat unattractive feature of Ronnie was his stubby fingers and fat hands. Thankfully, his hands were always very clean.
From the pictures in his office, I observed that over twenty years before, he had sported a thick mop of red hair. All that remained of that mane, however, was a thin short-cropped sliver of silver hair around the sides of his head. The only evidence of his former russet glory was a rather prominent moustache that still bore evidence of his ‘fiery’ past.
As time wore on, Ronnie’s fascination with me seemed to escalate, and I would often catch him looking at me with an almost lustful look on his face. He would also frequently place a hand on my shoulder, particularly when we were alone, and gently squeeze my shoulder. Although this worried me, I constantly reassured myself that this was simply his way. Naturally, he did not ever touch Cindy, for obvious reasons.
One evening, Ronnie invited me upstairs for a drink after we had closed the business. I was very nervous about his invitation. Apart from the fact that he did not appeal to me as I have stated, Ronnie held my future in the palm of his hand and if was planning to coerce me into having sex with him, I would essentially have my back against the wall.
I was greatly relieved when nothing happened that evening, berating myself as I drove home for having an overactive imagination. These visits, however, became a standard practice hereafter.
During our sessions upstairs, Ronnie began to reveal more and more about himself to me. He told me about his school and college days, and the early days after he started his business. Gradually, he also commenced telling me about his home life.
His wife was the busiest person on the planet. Not only were her days filled with every conceivable kind of charity work, but her evenings were taken up with book clubs, pottery classes, art classes, etcetera.
Their two daughters were at college and also very seldom visited home because, like their mother, they were constantly on all kinds of excursions during college holidays.
It became very clear to me that Ronnie lived a very lonely life. He joked that all he was to his family was their personal piggy bank.
On one of the following evening when we had drinks upstairs, Ronnie told me that he and his wife slept in separate rooms and that they no longer had sex. In fact, they had not done so for years. He further informed me that he had considered having an extramarital affair, but decided against it because he did not want to compromise the business he had worked so had to build, in any way or form.
That night before we left for home, Ronnie dropped the bombshell. He told me that when he was a senior in high school, he had shared a dormitory with his best friend. During that year, as he informed me, they had enjoyed a very intimate relationship. He did not elaborate on that, but as we were leaving he placed his hand on my shoulder, and then gave it a squeeze, before running his fingers up and down my back in a very sensual manner.
As I drove home that night, I was extremely worried. I instinctively knew that the point of no return was fast approaching with Ronnie. I was astute enough to know that he had been priming me for his ‘final onslaught,’ in a coercive softening up tactic. All I could think about was how I would deal with it when that inevitable moment arrived.
Please understand that I did not find him repulsive, but I was very concerned about my future. The words; ‘Don’t shit on your own doorstep,’ kept running through my mind.
Two nights later, my heart began to race when I was once again invited upstairs for a drink. After handing me my whisky, Ronnie took up where he had left off the time before, gently squeezing my shoulder and sensually running his hand up and down my back.
Deciding upon a diversion tactic, I asked him if he and his wife had ever sought counselling. With a rueful smile, Ronnie simply shook his head.
“The only reason my wife married me, is because I was a very promising prospect. Sex became a problem shortly after we married and to this day, I am amazed that we even had a second daughter,” Ronnie informed me.
After sipping on his whisky, he resumed, “My wife thinks that my cock is disgusting and has never stopped telling so.”
I was totally bewildered at this point and wondered what deformity Ronnie could possibly have. I was very uncomfortable and decided to remain silent, hoping that he wouldn’t persevere with the topic. After another sip of his drink, however, Ronnie once more took up the reigns.
“Have you ever heard the term; hypospadias?” Ronnie asked me.
“No,” I answered, clueless as to what it actually meant.
“Well, Nate, why don’t you sit on the ottoman over there and I will show you,” Ronnie suggested.
On the one side of his office and in the middle of the wall, Ronnie had a large rectangular leather-covered ottoman that looked perfect for an occasional catnap. Moving over to it, I gingerly sat down. I was becoming very anxious and nervous at this point, with a myriad of permutations as to what I was about to see going through my mind. I was seriously not into a sexual encounter with him, let alone witnessing a freak show.
Ronnie then moved in before me. I was gobsmacked when he first removed his shoes and socks, before unbuttoning the front of his shirt. As I looked at his stomach and chest, Ronnie was actually hairier than I had thought.
Following on that, Ronnie unbuckled his belt before unzipping his trousers. Once done, he let his pants fall to the floor before kicking them to the side.
Next, Ronnie pushed his boxers down and also let them drop to the floor. As I observed his cut cock I was taken aback at how normal it looked to me. Ronnie was well-endowed and the only odd thing about his pale dick, that I could see in any case, was that the head of his knob was disproportionately short. It was as thick as the shaft of his cock but less than a half inch long.
“Your cock looks normal to me,” I said, as I looked up at him.
Smiling at me, Ronnie now used his left index finger and thumb to lift his cock and expose the underside of his dick. I was completely stunned by what I saw. It was as if the flesh from under his cock-head had been scooped away to halfway down the shaft of his penis. The skin of this hollow was shiny and pinkish in colour. At the halfway point, where his dick returned to normal, there was a large aperture. I had never seen anything like this before. As I stared at the weird vision before me, Ronnie began to explain:
He, first of all, assured me that it wasn’t a disease and that he had simply been born with this condition that affected a miniscule number of men. Unlike other men, Ronnie’s urethra did not extend to the end of his glans. Because his foreskin was malformed due to the ‘scoop,’ the doctors had advised that he should be circumcised.
Following on from that, they had advised his parents against corrective surgery to close the cavity, because with the penis being the delicate organ that it is, erectile dysfunction could result. They also assured his folks that he would be able to have normal erections and accomplish a regular sex life, despite the aberration.
Resultantly, his mom and dad had decided to ‘let sleeping dogs lie.’ With a chuckle, Ronnie then concluded his lecture by mentioning that unlike other men, he had to sit down on a toilet to piss.
I was totally stunned and all I could think of saying was; “Wow, that opening hallway down your shaft is very large.”
“Yeah,” he replied, before resuming, “Would you like me to show you a neat trick?”
I did not know if I should if I should scratch my head or my arse and so I opted for the inevitable, “Sure,” reply.
Ronnie then placed his fat little finger in his mouth and applied a copious amount of spit to it. Thereafter, he pushed the tip of the digit into the gaping hole.
As his finger entered up passed the first knuckle and then stopped, I asked, “Fuck, isn’t that sore?”
“No,” he quickly answered, “In fact, it feels incredible.”
“Oh,” was all I could offer in reply.
After a few moments, he continued, “Of course, if my fat fingers were as slender as yours, it would be a lot more pleasurable.”
‘Oh fuck,’ I thought, knowing what was about to follow.
“Would you like to push your little finger into this hole?” he asked.
Caught between a rock and a hard place, all I could say was, “Sure.”
“Gob on your little finger and stick it in,” he gleefully advised.
I wasn’t very keen but totally intrigued by what was transpiring.
After lubricating my finger with spit I pushed it into the hole. Amazingly, it felt totally incredible as my finger slipped in all the way.
“Doesn’t this hurt?” I again asked with incredulity.
“Fuck, no, it’s totally awesome,” he replied. “Spear your finger in and out,” he now requested, in a tone that was dripping with lust.
As I complied, his dick instantly commenced hardening and I could feel the resultant restriction on my finger.
Shortly, nevertheless, his natural lubrication negated this when I felt my little finger becoming coated with slickness as I speared my digit in and out of the orifice.
“Fuck me,” he babbled, “Don’t fuckin’ stop, please… keep doing that.”
Strange as I was finding this, I felt an excitement searing through me as my dick began throbbing in my pants.
When I looked up at Ronnie’s his head was tilted back slightly, his eyes were closed, his mouth was open, and he had a look of total ecstasy on his face. Sounds of gratification now flowed from his lips, interjected by a cacophony of expletives and blasphemous phrases.
All my former misgivings had now melted and I was totally into this scene. In fact, I decided to up the ante and after extracting my finger, I took control of his dick with my left hand and steered it into my mouth. Upon doing so, I slid off the ottoman and onto my knees before him. After I commenced lapping at the concave underside of his knob my tongue also began to prod the large opening halfway down.
As his body commenced shuddering with excitement, he blurted, “Jesus… the last time happened to me… was when my best friend sucked me off at school.”
Ronnie’s fat hands now took control of my head, which he excitedly caressed. As his cock delved ever deeper into my mouth and began to conquer my throat, I was very pleased about the gouge that he had on the upper part of his knob, because it facilitated his invasion splendidly.
Unfortunately, Ronnie’s excitement as he commenced skull-fucking me was so intense that I had to push his hips back continuously, to ensure a steady flow of oxygen to my lungs. We did, nevertheless, soon find a comfortable rhythm that suited our mutual pleasure.
For several minutes, our union rambled on blissfully before he mentioned that he was getting very close to cumming. Ronnie then advised me to tilt my head to the side and cover his shaft hole with my lips. After doing so, my left hand continued caressing the upper side of his cock to stimulate him. With what I can only describe as an unearthly sound, Ronnie commenced seeding my mouth. The eruption was spectacular and I happily swallowed and savoured his substantial volume of spunk.
Once done, Ronnie asked me to stand up and undress. With both of us now naked, his hairy body embraced me as he feverishly started kissing me. His oral ‘attack’ was rather hectic and was that of a person who had been starved of affection for a very long time. Truthfully, I did not mind.
After a few minutes, I felt him coaxing me onto my back on the ottoman. With his body on top of me and his legs between my knees, Ronnie began to grind his dick into my crotch. His fat hands once more took control of my head as he animatedly commenced slavering all over my face and head. It was clear that Ronnie was somewhat of a sloppy kisser, but I really didn’t mind. His enthusiasm was incredible.
After a quarter of an hour with my head totally sodden, Ronnie lifted up onto outstretched arms and announced that he was going to cum all over my crotch. As I began to tweak his fat nipples he grunted as his large hips smeared his cream all over my cock and balls.
Next, Ronnie stood up and scooped the slimy residue off his dick before feeding it to me. Following on that, he knelt down at the edge of the ottoman and pulled my crotch toward his mouth. When he placed his eager mouth over my knob and manically commenced sucking, it did not take too long before I too began to unload in his mouth.
Afterward, Ronnie retrieved our drinks from his desk before seating himself down next to me on the ottoman.
Upon taking a few sips, he spoke. “I want you to hear me out completely before you reply,” he said.
After looking into my eyes for several seconds, he recommenced, “I will be opening a new branch in four months’ time. It’s all signed and sealed. I was going to offer it to you, but I have changed my mind.”
My heart sank, but before I could adequately formulate the information, he resumed. “After what just happened, I’m not willing to lose you. From the time I learned that you are gay, I have been dreaming about having sex with you. As a result, I want you to take over the practice downstairs because I want you close at hand.”
Ronnie then smiled at me with an incredible look of affection in his eyes. “I’ve been waiting for someone like you for a very long time and I won’t let this opportunity slip through my fingers.”
As we looked into one another’s eyes, all I think of saying was, “Thank you, Ronnie, I am honoured by your generous offer.”
Ronnie’s hand now commenced caressing my back before it slid down and I felt his middle finger slither into my crack. “Speaking about dreams, there’s one more I have been yearning for.”
I fully understood his meaning and instantly repositioned my body by getting onto my stomach on the ottoman.
“Let’s make that dream come true,” I stated.
Ronnie then mounted my body before measuredly guiding his dick into my backside. His cock felt incredible as it commandeered my portal. For the following thirty minutes, Ronnie hammered my butt solidly as he continually moved his torso up and down. Before he ejaculated he pushed his knob in as far as possible and told me to jiggle my arse and milk his cock. When he unloaded into my backside he howled in ecstasy.
As we got dressed afterward, we finished our drinks. Thereafter, I got another protracted kissing session from him.
As I drove home that night my mind was in a whirl after the surreal experience I had just undergone. My earlier reluctance had proved fruitless and I was amazed by how much Ronnie had sexually captivated me. The thought of also owning my own business also enhanced the overall experience. I had no doubt that Ronnie and I would become lovers and that my future would be intertwined with his.
Above all, I was already looking forward to his next drinks invitation.
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Friday, July 5th, 1996 We stayed near the cars for some minutes after Freddie left, trying to calm down and get our shit together. Charli was still crying off and on, and my wet crotch was irritating the hell out of me. The other partygoers gradually filtered back into the area and asked a ton of questions, none of which we were able to answer. Who could say for sure why the maniac had been pestering us, except for his obsession with Charli? Evan suggested he drive back to my house, and...
I was so young and naive and thought it was really great that this busy guy was taking such an interest in me. I wonder how many teenagers have felt the same way about an older, sophisticated man...I kept on cutting his lawn every week and afterwards we'd have talk and he would spend a lot of time showing me things about computers. One day when I knocked on the door he called out and told me to come in. He was sitting in the living room watching porn. I was just staring at it and he asked if I...
Miss Fortune - by: Britney Kandey 'Man who fishes in other man's well often catches crabs' was written on a small piece of rice paper, Johnny always got the fortune cookie that would make everyone else at the table crack up in laughter. His girlfriend Emily could only giggle when Johnny had opened it though, they had only been together six months but Emily was one of these girls who never could keep her legs crossed. The fortune cookie had told his fortune indeed, he would soon...
Hi everyone, this is Ric here to share a story of my innocent friend Anjali and me. So let me tell you something about myself I am born and raised in Goa yes the land of sun, sun, beaches and bikinis. I am a regular guy having a normal size dick but I have a good stamina. Mail me at The heroine of my sex story is my innocent friend Anjali her figure is 36DD 30 36 she is a voluptuous babe. Fucking her was a just heavenly and I always loved women who have a curves.We were friends on Facebook...
Most people view Truth or Dare as a silly game, played mostly by college kids. A means of shocking your friends, and maybe yourself. Or maybe as a way to justify doing or saying things that you shouldn’t be doing or saying -- but really want to, and need permission. Sometimes, though, it’s a way to find out the truth about yourself. I belong to a co-ed bowling league. There are four of us on our team, two guys, two girls. We were just casual acquaintances, thrown together randomly by a...
ExhibitionismHello, My Dear Readers. It has been a while since the first part of this story was published, and I do know that the interest generated has slowly faded. However, thanks a lot for the positive feedback you had given me. This new episode is dedicated to all the wonderful people who sent me messages suggesting I continue the story. I hope you like this attempt. As it is an immediate continuation, reading the earlier part will make this more exciting. Happy Reading! “Are you a virgin?” my mom...
IncestGia Derza is visited by her landlord, Evan Stone. They’re friendly towards each other, but Evan firmly says they need to talk. Evan tells Gia that he suspects she’s running a business from her apartment, which goes against the terms of her lease. Gia admits that she offers NURU massage services from the apartment, and Evan tells her she has to stop or risk being evicted. Gia gets flirty and tries to sweet talk him into letting her continue the business, but Evan isn’t...
xmoviesforyouJohn Doe. One day, he would be known to everyone in the world. Through nothing magical or especially technical, he would accomplish something so statistically abnormal and so socially unacceptable that it would shake people's perceptions for generations to come. On July 15th, 2018, he would turn eighteen years old. He would be sharing the party with his sister, Summer. The two of them had lived a rather undesirable life. Neither was popular with other people, did excellently at sports or...
IncestI am currently working on #s 2, 3, and 4, but the idea for this one struck me, and I had to write it down, and I couldn't wait to post it! Please leave feedback, no matter how small. Enjoy! Brittany's Strapon Hell Week 5 By humbleslave I awoke on Friday morning to the sound of Mistress Brittany on the phone. "Yes, we'll be there to pick up the car at noon, thank you," she said. "Well slave, I decided to wrap up the conference early, so we can take a side trip. It's a surprise...
There I stood, no shirt and boxers down, in my girlfriend's roommate's green satin panties wrapped around my erection. "What on earth are you doing?!" I can explain... I am sorryHow was I going to explain that for the past two weeks since my girlfriend let me stay at her place over the summer for college classes that I had been using her lingerie to relief my needs. My need for those silky/satin gems. The bright colors, the fabric, the smell. I don't know why these things had such a hold over...
Inside the building, pandemonium prevailed, as the tame Magic users could feel the spells being cast by Max and Jill, but were unable to do anything to stop them through their own wards. “Doctor Boudinot, someone is casting a spell outside the building,” the man from the operations section shouted as he approached Boudinot’s room again. “What are you doing about it?” he demanded. “Nothing, our wards are still in effect,” the man told him realizing how foolish he must have sounded. “Drop...
Like I said, I could tell she had a slight frame under that green apron, but the way she carried herself was attractive. She had hazel eyes and dark brown hair that she always had in a ponytail, and whenever she would French-braid it, I found her very sexy. She had a nose piercing and I could see she had a few tattoos on her arms, which only exemplified that she probably had a wild side. From the first time I saw her, I was curious, and tried to visit this particular Starbucks whenever I...
i was recently divorced, and was chatting with a woman on the net, said she was a divorced mom of 2, did nothing but work and provide for her k**s. i asked her out one friday night for a movie, and she accepted. she met me at the theatre, and we grabbed a quick bite to eat afterwards. she thanked me, quick kiss and she headed for home. this went on for a couple weeks, did some front seat exploring, tit rubbing, cock rubbing, and grinding but she never went any farther, "had to get home to the...
IntroductionThis story has its emphasis laid upon Hemangini, a lady who has been brought up under the ambience of the exquisite Bengali culture. She is 35 years old; Standing at 5'10, much taller than average Indian women, 34B breasts, and a body structured in 36-26-40, weighing 148 pounds. The numbers complimented her big tall structure. She quotes herself quite often in the story as the 'woman in a man's body.'She always managed to stay bulky by weight lifting and squatting on regular basis....
Tamara 2097 Not all the residents of the Elysian Nursing Home where Tamara worked were over eighty years old. Some were rather younger. In fact, some were barely seventy. It hardly seemed much of a reward for decades of scrimping and saving for retirement to have to live in a single room in a nursing home before you had much opportunity to enjoy your twilight years as a retired citizen. Iris was one such woman. It hadn't been very many months after she'd celebrated her seventieth birthday...
By this time my 7 inch cock is at full attention and its 2 inch wide swell seems even wider then usual. my wife surprises me and starts rubbing her 36 c breasts and says holly do you think your pussy changed much from giving birth? cuz mine feels so loose to me now. (holly) hun a little but thats no reason to feel embarrassed i bet from the looks of things your man can feel it up just fine holly then grabs my shorts yanks my cock out. see its bigger than jeffs and his feels great. kenzie must...
A New Style of Education by Karen Page Drew Bond character has been used with kind permission of Maddy Bell Part 6 I awoke, held close in Helen's warm comforting arms. Her heart was gently beating, as she slept through the alarm. I tried to move out of her strong arms without disturbing her but I failed. "Hi," she said, releasing her grip. I turned round and saw her radiant face. Her smile lit up my heart and I started to get the same problem as yesterday. "Hi, to you...
The history book gives you complete control of the history of anything any changes you make will be retroactive for example lets say you, wright, that hot chick on the bus has e cup tits then they will always the book also lets you read 24 hours in to the futuer
Mind ControlTHE REUNION ONE Alan Harris stared at his wife blankly. She looked so hot, even dressed plainly in slacks and a blouse. But she surely didn't actually expect him to do what she was asking. "I don't think I can," he told her nervously, a stammer almost appearing in his voice. "Listen, for the last twenty years I've heard all about your conquests and how great you used to be in the sack," she reminded him. Not that I ever saw any of that amazing prowess, she thought. It was...
Chapter 18: Run For Your Life Barocca ran from Dee Dee's lab with all of the speed she could muster. She didn't know if she should try to make it to where her girls were staying on the other side of the Island in one sprint. Or if she should try short dashes, and lessen the time she was exposed in the hallways to the other girls. Then Barocca decided upon a course of action for the short term. "I'll duck into the first set of quarters that I can find. Then I'll call the other girls on the...
It turned out Mary had hidden herself very well. Not even Santiago could help them find her. Eventually Anthony found out she had taken a trip out of town. They knew it was only a matter of time before she returned. All they had to do was wait. Time past and Samantha was thinking about going to college in the city and tried to forget about Nick but couldn't. By her eighteenth birthday he haunted her dreams. In each one she would show her true self showing her new fangs as the extended at...
Now that Ken was working for Higgins Construction, their life together established a pattern, but it was one quite different from the way it had been before. In the beginning, Ken was arriving home first, since construction work normally ended at four o'clock. Kathy would usually arrive home while Ken was in the shower. As soon as he came out to the bedroom, Kathy would insist that he lie on the bed while she massaged his aching muscles. She would always begin on his back, shoulders and...
This happened this summer and was actually hot....I'm from this small town and jobs are really hard to come by. I ended up taking a job in a retirement residence. My job was to work in the nursing home side and move the patients, etc. a lot of heavy lifting. One evening I was called in to help this nurse who was supposed to give this old lady a bath. The nurse got a lot of flack for being a "male nurse" but I can see now why he loves his job so much. The old girl was wrinkly and old but...
maybe not an adventure, it all took place in the same location. this is kinda overdue but better late then never. the lovely couple i often play with was nice enough to include me in their romantic evening after they finished their main plans. i had a nice bit of "me time" to relax before the fun started.to start off i decided to eat her out. she has a nice, soft, shaved pussy. its perfect for oral. nothing feels more sensual than a soft, well padded, plump pussy. i adore a meaty cunt, and i...
My thirty-ninth birthday was approaching, I was taking stock of my sexual situation and I wasn’t impressed. A cv including two ex-husbands and several former lovers was nothing to boast about. Nor was my current solitary state. No doubt I was responsible for some of the difficulties but that didn’t make me feel any better when I looked back. Although not all the problems and shortcomings were sexual, and anyway sex isn’t the be-all and end-all of my life but it is certainly one of the most...
They were both only 16 years old, and had recently discovered the pleasures of sex. "Do you have any idea how much I love you? " Frankie asked Vanessa one day after smoking a few joints at his house. "How much?" answered Vanessa "Enough to give you full power over me." Frankie says. After some silence Vanessa says "I have had this one fantasy recently" "Anything" "Would you be my slave?" Frankie considered this for a second then firmly said "Yes" "Call...