The cop was patting me on the butt cheeks with his billy club and telling me what a nice fuck I was as a second cop pulled up on a motorcycle, cut the engine, and stood the cycle up on its stand. He strode over to us, and I could tell in an instant that he wasn't here to help me escape the first cop. He also looked a lot younger and more fit than the first...
Characters in the story are 18 years of age or older. ***** Going to the gym was something simple. I loved my body, my muscles, everything was well placed, and I got the looks. I also caught the looks of everybody. I liked that. So maybe I deserved it. One day, I decided to be the first to go the gym. I never was so early. I really thought that I was goin...
Just a few weeks after I joined Nawabshah University and started living in a student residence, a new roommate was assigned to our room. My other two roommates were like me, we had specifically asked for studious and quiet roommates on the initial room assignment forms. In other words, we were a room of nerds. The new roommate, however, was a real jock. His...
SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 15 It was early afternoon. Bill and I were sitting on my living room couch, sipping beer and watching game video, playing the final minute over and over. The Boulder Buffaloes had been every bit as tough as we'd expected. It was a really close game. Bill ran 30 yards, dancing all around the Buffaloes, making the final touchdown a half-...
This story is a treasure memory. I took to the gym in my late teens, having been a fat kid. Fat kids were rare in those days. I guess that being more numerous now, perhaps there is less stigma attached to being "The fat kid", maybe not but when I see so many obese children waddling about the supermarket and I remember how much effort it has taken to recover...
I was staring out my office window at the worst blizzard in New York history when the phone rang. I answered the ring and recognized the voice on the other end. Eric was calling from his house in the Keys. Eric is a successful advertising executive with a house in Key Largo, a condo in New York, and offices in New York and Miami. In addition, Eric is an a...
Ch. 2: Orientation The first thing he noticed was the smell. Luke had gotten used to the stale air of the dorms, so when the scent of sweat, beer, and marijuana hit his nose he was jolted out of what had until then been a relaxed, weed-induced sleep. He barely had time to notice that it was 5:00 AM before a hand clapped over his mouth. He started struggl...
I had been going to Gabe and Steve's Gym for a couple of months, and I was quite pleased with the results. I could tell that Gabe and Steve were pleased too, as they'd both been giving me the eye when I was in the shower. I didn't mind all that much; it was a free world and looks didn't cost me anything—or so I thought at the time. I knew that Gabe and Steve...
I stayed with Nate for the next two weeks, taking in my regular classes in the afternoon and spending most of the mornings learning the fundamentals of wrestling from Nate and Greg in a small room off the main wrestling gym while the coach's regular "Greek Wrestling" class went on in the main wrestling gym. I thought I was getting the hang of it until I was...
For three decades I've been playing with my own ass-hole, carefully impaling myself with rubber dildos. This has progressed to where I can comfortably take one a little larger than the 6-inch long, 6-inch circumference (1.9-inch diameter) of my own erect penis. Thrusting it into my hole as far as it would go, then pulling it back out, over-and-over again, I...