"Hey man, you out there? I kind of need help." Chris was lying on his bed and heard the voice of his roommate Patrick from the bathroom. He had been lying on his bed kind of stroking himself, almost out of boredom. Still he was horny and super hard. He was cute 20 year old guy -- tall, thin with brown hair and a close cropped beard. He ran on the school cr...
Pulling back the covers I could see his erection in his boxers. I waited a little while trying to breath as calmly as possible while admiring the shape it made pressed against the loose cotton. Carefully I moved my hand up the leg of his boxers until I could feel his hairy testicles with my fingers, this made my skin shiver and my lips burn. He stirred a sec...
Bobby made me his faggot with his legs. My smooth-skinned, skinny-legged 18-year-old high school buddy wrestled me one day, dominating me totally in his brutal scissor holds and "forcing" me to have sex with him. I say it that way because I was just waiting for the chance to be his and in wrestling and squeezing me half to death in his powerful young legs th...
Names have been changed and some situation are but a dream. The sex is similar to my experience. * My name is T back in the early 90's I was at Fort Lewis College and it was the first time I was off the reservation. Before I came to Fort Lewis College my late mother said, "Be careful and do not be a doormat for guys. Do not let them hurt you." Here I thoug...
Nicky The Greek, by Bigjoii I had planned a trip to Europe with a friend for the summer between junior and senior year of college. I got out in early May, but his school didn't get out until July, as they were on a quarter (not a semester) system. I took a part-time job waiting tables at a restaurant near Water Tower Place in Chicago while I waited for him...
He just looked me in the eye with his mischievous glare. * Micheal could pick me up. It was a fact he was proud of, because all our other friends were far too heavy for him, and he demonstrated it regularly. I could remember all the times I had held me breath and prayed that my dick wouldn't give me away as his arms snaked round my waist, but this time I c...
The only sounds in the bedroom of Melody and Charlie Roarke were the click the clock radio made every time the minute numbers changed and the breathing of Charlie's wife. It was torture waiting for Melody's breathing to change into the deep sleep mode, but then again so were these three years of marriage for Charlie. Charlie had tried to make it work at fir...
Brent walked into the boys lockerroom and took a deep breath. Immediately his nose was assaulted with the rank odours of the sweaty college jocks who frequented the lockerroom. Brent found comfort in the smells, as it was an ever present odour on the football field, and it reminded him of the many games he and his buddies had won and lost together. But, Bren...
I once fantasized about sucking off a cross-country team. That morphed into this story set in a dystopian future. Thanks, as always, to LarryInSeattle. =========== The problem with choosing the full marathon is the wait, Chd thought to himself. Worse, if you want a good spot along the bar, you had to get there early. He was ready and waiting a good twe...
Author's note: After a near-fatal hard-drive incident I was backing up some old files when I came across this. Somewhat to my surprise, this was abandoned in a nearly-finished state and then forgotten about. I mostly just had to spruce it up a little and give it an edit. I'm not sure that at this point, eight years (!) later, there's anyone looking for a con...