Author's Note: This is a sequel to the previously published stories "One Day at a Time" and "To Love Again - Al." +++++ One thing I had learned is that given the option, Los Angeles is not where I would choose to live. I was born near Omaha, Nebraska, and lived there until my mom and I relocated to Philadelphia when I was eight. I'd moved to LA relativel...
Disclaimer: this chapter includes a character making unwanted sexual advances (not rape!) toward another character, and if that makes you uncomfortable, please skip over that part in the story or do not read at all. Also, it is highly recommended that you read the previous chapters in this series as to understand this story. Thank you! ***** Maybe I'm a sh...
Here's where we left off: Quinn finished off his lunch in the cafeteria and made his way towards the bathroom with Galen close behind him. Quinn entered the washroom and Galen was just about to do the same when he suddenly stiffened and let out a silent scream as he watched Ryan Miller walk into the bathroom close behind Quinn with an angry and determined l...
The accident happened quickly, so quickly that I could not decide even after lengthy, bitter discussions and filling out a number of reports exactly what had gone wrong. I was moving a particularly bulky load and had begun to descend a ramp to the rear yards when my forklift leaned over and abruptly flipped. I was lucky I was securely strapped in; if I'd fa...
Edited by: Pretty Randy It is strongly recommended that readers check out chapter one before reading this continuation. ***** The next several months saw Jeff and Howard settle into a kind of exploratory phase. Though nominally they maintained separate bedrooms, they were often together overnight. Their sexual interactions were satisfying, but not confini...
I've always been wild...the wild one in my family, at school...I regularly got grounded, got called out...got pulled back. Maybe it was just timing but I learned a valuable lesson my 12th summer...at church. My family is religious. One sunny Sunday at church, I couldn't sit still. The fidgets and squirms were constant. My mom hand me in her grip. I saw birds...
Tuesday morning, I reluctantly walked into the school, half-expecting John to cause some big scene. Surprisingly, nothing happened. He walked into the classroom for first period just before the bell rang and left as soon as class was finished. Josh let me know John didn't sit with the group at our table during lunch and he didn't see where he had gone instea...
"Why d'you stop the car?" Rob asked full of concern. I gripped the steering wheel tightly and didn't speak. He reached over and rubbed my shoulder lightly. "Babe, you've been back before, it's ok." "I know, and I feel exactly the same. I don't know - I don't know what I'm doing here," I sighed and his hand moved to the back of my neck. "You're here becau...
She smeared her wet snatch right into my face, her juices running freely. The smell was intoxicating. She was my first girl friend, Claudia. I was eighteen and still a virgin. I was sort of loner in high school. The girls looked me over real good and I heard they thought I was cute. I guess I looked real cute and boyish. She continued pushing twat into my...
Summary: Gay stud's hobby is turning straight guys. Thanks: Goamz86 and Robert for editing. ***** Matt, whose anal cherry I had just taken, said, "I can't believe we just did that. I thought I was straight." "I knew you weren't," I replied, as I returned from the washroom. The irony was crazy as he was a really loud-mouthed, in your face linebacker o...