Just an Ass – Photo Fest day 2

It’s day 2 of February Photo Fest.  Here is your 2nd photo and chapter 2 of the story. If you haven’t read Chapter 1 you might want to.

Chapter 2 of MAD HOUSE

Whoever had come in through the front door immediately  opened the Cellar door and started coming down the stairs.

I quickly hid behind a stack of boxes as I heard the heavy thud of work boots reach the bottom steps.  Would the guy in the mask Rat me out because I didn’t rescue him or would he help me out for his own sake?

From where i was hiding I saw the man enter the room.  He was dressed in some sort of gay leather get up.

I made eye contact with the masked prisoner,  at least I think he is a prisoner.  It could just be some sex pervert. I willed him not to give me away. Please don’t give me away.

The sex pervert smiled.  Even with his face hidden beneath the Mask I knew he wss smiling,  the son of a cunt. Then he began making those animalistic grunts and screams of his. He gave me away.

“Shut the fuck up cum bucket,” the man growled, walking over to a set of drawers in the room.  I could only see the back of him, and he wasn’t paying any attention to Cum bucket, who started making more noise,  begging to be listened to.

I pulled out my blade in case the leather daddy freak did start showing cum bucket some attention.

Mr. Gay Leather grabbed the first thing within reach, a hammer,  and hurled it at cum bucket, who made a yelping sound when The hammer hit the side of his head, shutting him up fast.

Mr Leather pulled a mask out of the drawer and put it on,  completely covering his head and face.

I shifted my weight causing the floor to creek slightly,  and this is what Mr Gay Leather paid attention to….

Read Chapter 3





Naked Scavenger Hunt– Ladder

Me and a sex friend climbed through a section of fence that had been pulled open at a park the city stopped taking care of. We passed several bicyclists on our way and found signs of homeless campus everywhere  by huge occasional bicyclist.. inside the fenced area were two water towers covered in graffiti. I pulled down my pants and climbed the ladder.