This is an ongoing story, it might be a good idea to read chapter 1 before continuing on. ***** Winter Break Chapter 2 The thing that Tom liked least about coming home after four years of college was the obligation he felt to reconnect with friends who had stayed back in Boston to either start their lives or go to college there. His friends were mixture...
It has been a very long and bitter winter. Going to school in one of the Northern states means rushing to classes on icy sidewalks, bounding over snow-covered curbs, and then landing ankle deep in gutter runoff water. I usually take my shoes off to let everything dry out during long lectures, but today is different. Today I am headed to the house of a tutor...
The action shifts back to Liam and Matt at the resort and stories are shared. There's sex, story, then sex. I'm worried the ratio of sex/story is off. I understand if some of you are like, "back to the cock, dude, seriously". If you're in that group, after the first section of sex, which is marked by a double row of "***", you can skip down to the next doub...
As with a lot of boys in my late teens I jerked off with other guys in a group. There were 5 of us me Paul, and Jason, Steve, Chris and Scott. We had all just turned 18 and were all horny as fuck. We met after school at my house to watch porno flicks or look at dirty magazines. My house was almost always empty until about 6 o'clock so we had plenty of time t...
We met at a friend's house, and we both felt the electricity of our attraction instantly. Thirty minutes after meeting we were off in another part of the house where we could be alone, our mouths locked together and our hands caressing each other's cocks through our pants. I had unzipped him and managed to touch smooth man flesh before he stopped me. "Not...
Sometimes people ask why. Why I'm attracted to cocks. Why I like to dress in women's clothing. Why I like to be humiliated. Why I sometimes such a slut. There's a lot more but those are the most common. After David and a couple of years of just his cock I went through a couple of year dry spell. I didn't want to admit to myself that I liked dicks. I dated g...
He had become obsessed with me. The party was large and boisterous, and our eyes met across the room and he gave me a brilliant smile. A short time later, he sat down beside me with people swirling all around us and put his hand on my thigh and gave me that brilliant smile again. I tipped my glass to show I needed a refill and glided away from him, not wanti...
It's after the game and after he's showered. I've turned in the stats for the official record and the team has showered and bustled off in shouts of bravado and victory to the favorite "we've won" watering hole. It's just him, staying behind now. Waiting for me. Knowing that I'd be there. Having told me that I'd be there. I've asked him to put on the tight...
Jason had left my house, and a very special gift for me to remember him by. Although his stinky underwear and socks were sufficient, he left his phone number as well. This meant that he wanted to see me again. And of course I wanted to see him. I quickly picked up my phone and entered in his number. I texted him: Me: Jason. Hey! It's me, Cody. He didn'...
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 fragil...