For the long summer vacation at the end of my second year at College I invited my friend, Des, to go camping with me in Brittany. We had lived near to each other when we were kids and always got on well. So when he phoned to say he would very much like to go I was delighted. He also made a suggestion which intrigued me – that we should invite Trevor, who was...
This story takes place in the 1970's, when the drinking age in the state was 18. ... Chapter One: Skip turns 18. Mercifully, the infamous song always sung to commemorate birthdays was as brief as possible, and I was grateful to Mr. Langer and his son and my best friend Greg for omitting the superfluous choruses about how old are you. I was 18 and we all k...
As I finished the last remaining dishes while I waited for Kevin to show up, my thoughts kept racing back to his last visit. It's hard to remember now how Kevin and I convinced my roommate Samantha to have a three-way with us. Samantha was my roommate. We had sex many times in the past, and I knew she found Kevin really attractive, so I guess one thing led t...
We were sitting down on the only couch available. Marco’s knees were bent, with his right ankle resting atop his left knee. I was further to left and facing him when I straightened my leg and that’s pretty much all it took. Searching for a place to rest my weary feet, instead, I encountered the inside of his firm jean-clad thigh. Indeed, quite by chance, I s...
For those who regularly read my stories, please heed this warning. This story was written for a friend and is D/s. With thanks to Blitzwing. * Stefan moved in to clean the table as the group headed out of the bar. Almost immediately it was filled with a new group. Friday and Saturday nights were regularly busy, so he knew it would be more of the same th...
Helpful sons & wife help father find new social contacts. * On the morning of my 30th birthday, I ran through the hospital doors to the desk, found out Dad's room number, and rushed to him. He was sitting up in the bed, not looking too much the worse for wear, actually. I peppered him with worried questions, but he tut-tutted the whole thing. "Just bad st...
"Are you sure? The trial starts tomorrow. You'll need your strength." Jason hadn't entered this territory with Carl before, but he thought it had to be said, that it was time that they both faced it. Carl didn't answer in spoken words; he showed what he was interested in by embracing Jason closer from behind and pressing the bulb of his cock at Jason's entr...
All characters depicted are over 18. Rick and Rob continue to explore their boundaries and bodies. As with all new experiences, they don't always see eye to eye. Thanks to LarryInSeattle for his editing assistance. ============ When I woke, the room was bathed in reddish light; the sun was setting. If we wanted to eat in the dining hall we'd have to hurr...
This story is not all in one piece, not is there sex in the beginning- so if that is what you are looking for, look elsewhere. I am still very new at writing, but want to get better so any feedback is welcome! I hope you enjoy. * Soul was born silent. The doctors were worried when he refused to scream when they first blew in his face, then slapped his tin...
He was laid to rest in the crowded little graveyard adjacent to the small Anglican church on the fringes of the Kyrenia Harbor in Cyprus. My mother had shown no interest in interring him in the States—or even in attending the burial ceremonial in Cyprus. But I thought that, in any event, this was a fitting place for him to be buried. This was where he belong...