The Life on Mars Anonymous Pornfest

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Fiction - Sam/Gene

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"Gene, I can't do this. I'm sorry" Sam stammered, when he saw it all layed out in front of him. He'd been up for it, anything new and kinky and a bit weird, because that's what they did. He was eager to fulfil any fantasy his Guv had but he felt nervous as he picked up some silky black stockings, stroking the material carefully.

"Oh shut it, Sammy boy, I'll be the judge of that. Come on now" the Guv urged, making himself comfortable in Sam's armchair; the ever present camel-hair coat shrugged off and his eyes ordering Sam to change into the quite frankly disturbingly pink dress laid out carefully on Sam's bed.

Sam pleaded with Gene silently.

"I aint gonna make you do anythin' you don't wanna do, Tyler, but you said you were up for it earlier. Come on, Sammy... the thought of you strutting about in those stockings.. it's enough to make me shoot me load right now."

Sam licked his lips, his pupils dilated. Gene was such a bastard. Sam'd do anything for him when he spoke like that, sultry and seductive and mind-blowing all at once.

Gene unzipped his trousers.

"Mmm.. oh yes.. m'gonna have you from behind in that dress.. rip your stockings, because all the dirty little tarts have ripped stockings don't they, Sammy... smudged lipstick, all over my cock.."

".. if you still want to, of course."

Gene was stroking his penis slowly, working up an erection. He couldn't resist a smirk when Sam began to undress. The Gene Genie still had it, oh yes, and Sam Tyler was no exception to all the pretty girls and boys who fell under his charm.

"What do you want me to put on first?"

"Whatever you like, sweet heart, as long as you put it all on."

Sam pulled the stockings up and Gene was right to imagine that his long, slim legs would look gorgeous in silky black. Gene palmed the head of his cock, his breathing getting heavier as he watched Sam slip into the dress and zip himself up. Tall black heels were next, then cream lace pants. Sam picked up the remaining items off the bed.

"You want me to put this on?"

Gene licked his lips and grinned as Sam wobbled in the bathroom to apply pink blusher, pink lipstick and mascara.

"I - I - can't come out - I look stupid."

Gene paused in his gentle fisting and wild images of Sam when he finally emerged to put some real aggression and power behind his voice.

"You better come out now with everything I put on that damn bed of yours on your tight little body, Tyler, or you'll be over my knee and spanked to high heaven before I'm done with you, boy!"

Sam shuddered with pleasure and nervousness from the bathroom at those words, taking a deep breath, before walking up to Gene and disposing of the make up items on top of his drawer. He was about to protest before Gene grabbed him by the hips, pulling him close to his cock. Gene thought maybe he shouldn't appease Tyler at all. Maybe the kinky bastard just wanted to be told. Gene didn't have a problem with that, oh no.

"You will keep these clothes on unless I say otherwise, Sammy. You look so fucking hot, I want to bang you through the floor. So do something useful with your mouth, instead of whinging like the girl you are, 'cause if you don't, Tyler, I swear I won't be held responsible for me actions."