This is my first story so any reviews or comments are greatly appreciated. ***** The two main characters in this story are Jake and Brian. Jake is a straight 19-year-old college Sophomore who is fairly nerdy, but very in shape and handsome. Brian is a straight 21-year-old college Junior who is athletic, but not nearly as fit as Jake. Brian climbs up the s...
Brian knew he'd been impetuous. Unfortunately, it was a little late for realizing that. He turned his head from the window of the Cyprus Air plane as it cleared the French coast above Marseilles and sailed out over the Mediterranean. He looked over at the two young men sitting across the aisle from him in first class, aching for them—either one of them. It w...
'Bad day?' Brian asked. Matt shuffled into Brian's room and kicked off his slippers. 'Something like that.' 'Need a cuddle?' Matt rolled his eyes but fell down next to Brian on his bed. The close proximity of his brother had the usual effect on Brian. He pressed his nose in Matt's hair by instinct and sniffed deeply. The simple act was intimate and comfor...
This story is about my first encounter with another guy named Brian a friend that I had gone to school with. It was the summer of 1976 I had just turned 18 and I thought that I had the world at my feet. I had graduated high school and for the first time I had the house to myself since my parents had taken my younger sister on a vacation and both my older sis...
In Brian's junior year he had it made. he was co-captian of the football team, the best actor in theatre, straight A student, attractive, popular, and he had the best of friends in the world. (which he still do) he was excited to be a senior next year and he was really looking forward to it. School ended, so did his junior year, and summer came. He still pl...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, utilizing Microsoft Spell-check. You have been forewarned; expect to find mistakes. *.* Venice Apartments had a sign out front, with the name 'Venice Apartments' in black against a background of the Ita...
Chapter 8: Potty Mouth Erica pushed her way into Brian's apartment. Brian and I stood back in amazement. "What do you mean we're still in danger?" I asked. "Stop and think for a moment. Evan, you are religious about turning your alarm on. Was that night any different?" "Of course not. I always turn it on, no matter what." Then Erica said just what I wa...
THE DISCOVERY Coach Brian Wilson decided to go to his office on a Saturday morning. He was the coach of a small college wrestling team in Southern California. He had already run his five miles that morning so he decided to get some paperwork done at the office. His wife Wendy was playing tennis with the women that morning so he would not be missed. He was i...
Even though he had been intimate with Richard before on more than one occasion, Brian felt nonetheless hesitant, inhibited as they entered Richard's house for an afternoon of long overdue pleasure. It had been more than a year since their last meeting, a year wherein Brian had been physically abstinent but mentally charged up, his mind often playing out his...
Brian was hot. Brian was extremely hot. The kind of hot that made your underarms damp and your cheeks flushed and nasty sweat drip from your brows. It was for this reason why he couldn't fathom why Freddie, in the midst of a heat wave, could even consider having sex. "I said no, Bulsara," Brian snapped. Freddie's face formed into a disappointed pout and Bri...