Jock Spank Novels & Stories

“You do not get to monitor my job. You do not get to use a dog as leverage because you are bored and petty and you need a story to falsify. Bear is fine. He eats on a schedule. He goes to the vet. He sleeps on my bed. That is enough stability for us.” Grant turned his coffee cup in a slow circle, watching the swirl like it was part of the pitch. “Stability is not living in a two-bedroom in Kitsilano while you spend all day around men who are paid to be reckless. I have a yard. I have a cleaner. I have a schedule that does not depend on a hockey calendar. I am not letting that animal get dragged through your next mess.” Maya leaned forward. “You mean the mess you created when you emptied her

"Why don't you take these off for me, baby? Let me see what you're packing." Jake pulls his pants and boxers down to reveal his penis as he swiftly undoes his belt buckle and zipper. He removes all of his clothing, including shoes and jeans, exposing his socks only. "Here it is, mom. My 12-inch cock." As Jannis's eyes expand in awe of Jake's remarkable stature, she lets out a grateful whistle. With some hesitation, she tentatively reaches out and wraps her fingers around his big shaft. She says with admiration, "Well... I never knew you were packing something this big, sweetheart."

she said. "I don't think he's ever cared," Sophie said, reaching to open a drawer below her dresser. "Tell them we'll be right down, Mom. We just have to make some finishing touches." Finishing touches take twenty minutes when Sophie handles them. We went down the stairs to find Jax and Zharn standing there, looking effortlessly cool. Jax’s black bomber jacket and fitted dark gray T-shirt barely masked his broad shoulders, the black ripped jeans completing his usual rugged yet put-together style. We are matching. A silver chain peeked from under his shirt, and his whiskey-colored eyes flickered over my outfit. I felt naked.

I should be fucking ashamed of what these boys were talking about, but I sat there and listened. “Tell you what boys," Roland said, "If any of you could fuck her by the end of this season, I'll give you mofos a thousand dollars." "Count me out," Shane muttered, taking a swig of his fourth or fifth beer. "We all know that's not gonna happen. She's definitely not the type who would spread her legs easily." "That's the challenge, you idiot." I raised my hand. "Make it two thousand and I'll fuck her."

"Now, get on your fours and face away." Jackie smiled and turned around, her ass arched in the air. I walked forward and knelt behind her. I cupped her ass and squeezed then jiggled it before spanking her. She gasped and I smirked before running my hand from her ass to her curved spine. I saw goosebumps rise on her skin and her body shudder; she was loving this.

Jake was the kind of guy who turned heads everywhere, six-foot-four with broad shoulders, a cocky grin, and a reputation for leaving women wrecked and begging for more. Mark nodded once, his hand already rubbing the growing bulge in his pants. "Do it," he whispered, voice thick. "Show me how much you want this." I stripped slow at first, peeling off my tight red dress to reveal the black lace bra and thong underneath. My tits spilled over the cups, nipples hard as rocks. Jake licked his lips, stepping closer, his jeans straining against what I knew was a massive cock. I had seen the outline plenty of times at barbecues, but feeling it was going to be something else.

Every time I looked at them, every time I saw Brooke laugh at something he said or the way he automatically pulled her closer when other guys walked by, it felt like someone was twisting a knife in my chest. So I kept drinking. By the time Jake finally appeared and Tara dragged him off to have what she called "a very important conversation," I was definitely feeling the effects of whatever toxic mixture she'd created. The edges of everything seemed softer, the music louder, the press of bodies around me more noticeable. "You look familiar." I turned to find a guy I didn't recognize standing way too close. He was tall, probably in college, with the kind of confident smile that suggested he th

The man asked me and I don't know if he was annoyed with me because I mistook him for a bartender or maybe he was just acting annoyed to make me feel nervous. "You look like my next mistake, Jake." I jokingly replied to him causing him to frown at me. Jake Andrich is also known as Jakipz, the online celebrity who's famous for his thirst trap photos, his pictures are all jack-off worthy. But Jake became more famous because of his OnlyFans account where he posts nude videos and photos. Jake Andrich was like a sex god, his body was so beautiful even if it was full of tattoos, but I think it suited him well. He is the perfect definition of the words, 'gentleman but somewhat rude' because his han

“No can do. This is abuse and you need to stop it.” “You know what needs to stop?” Sergio began, rolling up his sleeves and moving menacingly toward Jade while she moved backward. “You butting into matters that are none of your business. You think screwing around with him for a few days gives you the right to talk back at me? You're just a sl*t. Now I understand why your parents named you Jade.”

Jamie told me. Jamie stood up, dropped his pants and told me to suck his cock. "What're you fuckin' nuts?" I asked as I backed away from this big, badass bike gang leader. I instinctively took a fighting stance! Thanks, guys for the coke. My hips are feeling pretty spry, and "I'm no fag. I ain't sucking nobody's dick! I appreciate the party boys, but I think it is time for me to get going". As I backed away, my rear foot touched another. I shot a back kick straight up under his chin.