The Stranger chronicles

Time to spread out

I've began to en-large my net. Take in bois from all over.

So here's my newest son. His new name is Elliot.

I met him at a restaurant. He was my waiter. I instantly liked him. Cute. Sexy.

What got me the most was his eyes. I loved them. I could get lost in them.

I do have a husband. But I can have what I want. And I wanted a boyfriend.

I left him a big tip. Smiled and patted his back on my way out. Whispering, so only he could hear.

I told him to come to the beach. There he was.

I smile. And walk up to him. I stroke his cheek. "Hello boy."

He gulps. "H..... hi...."

I smile "want to kiss me?" He nods. So I lean down and connect our lips.

He moans as we slowly begin to make out. Slow at first, then more aggressively. We begin to make out, tongues everywhere.

It was good. He was good for a kid.

"Name. Age."

He smiles. He had that after glow from cumming. Which I know he did, they always do.

"I'm Andy. I'm 20. My family kicked me out. Cause I'm gay."

I smile and stroke his cheek. "You have me now baby. Your my boyfriend. I have a husband. A son. A whole herd of slaves. But you are my boyfriend. Ok?"

"Yes! God yes! Thank you!" He pulls me in for a deep kiss. Which I liked. All my boys are submissive. Yet he's not.

Yes he's under my control, yet he's still very dominant.

"Mmm I'm gonna have some fun, baby."