Brad Douglas spent much of his 18th summer at a camp in the Adirondack Mountains while his folks traveled around Europe. For the shy teen, it was a chance to learn about nature as well as the opportunity to interact with guys his age. ********** Chapter One: Observation. I was in my tent, resting on my back while listening to the sounds of the night. Th...
The following is a complete work of fiction. Any resemblance between the characters and any real life person is completely coincidental. Please do not copy or distribute the story without the author’s permission. This is my first attempt at writing. I would appreciate feedback on what you think of the story, but please keep it constructive. I have a fragi...
We sat on his couch, Tony was drinking beer; he had given me a glass of chardonnay. The night before he taught me how to play backgammon, and tonight I was winning every game. Beginners luck, he grumbled. Tony lives down the hall from me in the same apartment complex. We'd passed each other from time-to-time and our conversations became more frequent. We we...
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Being a student is quite hard in this country now days, trying to do well in your studies and trying to balance a job also. Let us be honest we all know how wild parties can get in the student union bar and in the dormitories so I hear. "This is the best times of our lives" where we should be experimenting with drugs, drinking until we pass out and discover...
**This is my first story and it happened to me real life. Sorry if there are too many mistakes** I can't remember when this curiosity started. Was it when I saw tranny porn by accident? Probably. The thing is over the years since I was 17 I occasionally watched tranny porn until it became a regular thing. By the time I was 19 I had a serious craving for dic...
When I stopped in at Starbucks on my lunch hour last week I had no idea what was going to happen. I was dawdling-it was a slow day at the office. No one seemed to care when I announced I was taking off half an hour early to go work out. I went through my sets quickly so there was time for coffee when I finished-not lunch, as I was determined not to let my...
I was just about home free with the tasty wench the lads had brought on board for me from Kingston when the attack started. After some mouth play, she hadn't objected in the least when I'd unlaced her bodice and started giving her ripe melons the attention they deserved. We were entwined together in the window seat of my vessel's fantail, and, forward lass t...
We lay together on the big bed, and I gave you a few minutes to recover from the orgasm you'd just had. I couldn't help staring at you though; you looked so handsome. The pleasure I'd helped you achieve was evident in your lazy smile and dreamy eyes. I wanted to grab you up and hold you to me tightly; to begin covering you with kisses and letting you feel my...
The Randolph family, Emily, John and their eighteen-year-old son Jerrold, had recently bought the house next to us at the lake. My mom, Jean Fitzgerald, being the lake's leading, social, busy bee that she is, had already become bosom buddies with Emily Randolph and had gotten all the poop. "Sandy," she said, "You and Jerrold next door are the same age, you...