PART 6 - PATRICK'S FINAL TERM AT RIGBY ***** CHAPTER 1 Patrick Ingram-Lewis, the Head Boy had just returned to Rigby School after the Easter holidays. It was the last time he would be returning to the school at which he had been a pupil since the age of thirteen. At the end of this, his final term, he would be leaving the place for ever to start the next...
The next day I'd pretty much decided I wasn't going to spend the night with Chris again before I left for college. It wasn't exactly that I regretted anything that had happened, it was just a lot for me to process. What had felt natural at night when it was just the two of us seemed unreal walking home in the blinding sunlight, like I was remembering somethi...
Jerry happened to glance out of his second story window as he was straightening up his bedroom. Not that it was terribly messy, but he didn't want to gross out his new friend. Tom was coming over for the first time after his football practice. Jerry hadn't yet been to Tom's house, so he didn't know how his room would compare with his friend's. Anyway, it onl...
Chapter 1 Today marked a new chapter in Devante's life. Today was move in day, and all summer Devante had dreamed about what life would be like on a college campus and today he would find out. He had only dreamed about getting out of his parents’ house and out of the watchful eye of his younger sister. His only concern was being an African American going...
Midnight in Chino Hills meant that everyone stayed in their homes and practiced absolute silence. A tranquil nature settled in the suburbs. The heat from the afternoon still lingered, albeit toned down by the darkness. The middle of August had given the residents of Chino Hills (as well as everyone else in Southern California) a good reason to avoid strenuou...
When I got home the first thing I smelled was his soap-a rosemary chemical tang that hung in the damp air and collapsed over me as I stepped through the door. I breathed in as the door closed behind me, letting the smell ghost over my tongue and fill my mouth the way it filled the room. Jared's smells had settled into the air of my condo almost as soon as h...
Mr Roberts rolled over and tugged the sheet around his large frame, leaving me on my back feeling rather, well, stunned. Had he really known it was me all along? Oh god, what if Tommy found out. All the threats from Becca came flooding back as I pictured Tommy's face with the news that I had been fucked, not once but twice, by his Father. "But..." I said me...
Chapter 3 – A new butt After our first time in the shower, Stephen began to ask to be fucked, which was fine with me. Stephen's ass was a perfect bubble shape, smooth, perfect skin, and incredibly tight. At least three nights a week, Stephen would be on his knees, taking my cock up his butt. I usually pulled out, cumming on his beautiful ass, but sometimes...
I had been coming to Tom's place once a week for almost two months when my duties... evolved. Once a week, I showed up at his ornate condo, and stripped naked to clean. I crawled around on all fours, washed dishes, did laundry, let him grope and inspect me. One time, he had me do jumping jacks to 'improve my conditioning', he had said. And at the end of eve...
The boy was spreadeagled against the wall. Padded metal cuffs at his wrists, and upper arms, screwed directly into the white tiled wall, held them tightly above his head. More cuffs at his ankles, held him flat, stretched against the cold white ceramic. His head hung limply, tilted slightly to one side, chin resting on his chest. His youthfully handsome face...