The following is a work of fiction. All characters are over the age of twenty one years. *** He was the host in the hotel restaurant near the convention center. Early twenties and very cute. Dark curly hair, incredible smile, about five seven and slightly built. Exactly my type. Shaking off the rain from my coat I approached the host to be seated for dinn...
Porter's locker is next to mine. He's that guy nobody really likes because he's a complete douchebag. However, since he isn't into dumb shit like Dungeons and Dragons and he's rich, he's never quite at the bottom of the social tier. We have three classes together but I don't talk to him. I think he's friends with Crispin. "I saw you," he says one day. "Oh...
Chapter 10: First Aid We were going to spend Thanksgiving at my mom's sister's house in Williamsburg, about an hour and a half away. Mom said I could invite Rob; unfortunately, his parents wanted him to spend time with family and not go with his "friend." The journey there was fine, and the food was abundant and delicious. The trip home wasn't so pleasant....
The Pilgrim theater was in what they used to call the 'Combat Zone' of Boston, the other end of Washington Street from City Hall Plaza, just at the start of Chinatown. I loved that place. Sadly, it's a parking lot now. Once a proud vaudville house, it became a movie theater in the late 50s. In the late 90s, it was a porno theater, a massive one. One where a...
Derek and Troy had been together for just a month when they decided to take a weekend road trip to Las Vegas. Neither one of them had ever been there, but the hedonistic nature and let-loose lifestyle of the Strip appealed to both of them. It was part of what they'd bonded over when they'd first met at the club. Derek saw Troy dancing like no one was watchin...
I didn't want to wake up this morning. Its just one of those days you want to stay in bed. The sky was looking like rain all day, but there wasn't a drop until right before after school practice. It got to the point that practice was cut short. I hope that doesn't hurt us for the game. Ayden told me he was going to come over after he made sure his sisters w...
So, to say the least, I had suddenly become hot shit. Just kidding. If anything, I now felt like a complete imposter. Alex seemed to have accepted me as somewhat cool, and now Robbie added a level of intrigue, and Henry was ever present. Despite being hot shit, I rarely saw a text from Alex. I had already placed him in the category of "people who don't text"...
Chapter Nine - Nut, Nuts, Nutter "Your husband called a few times," Mark chimed in, holding the door for him, and seeing him to his desk like he was crippled. Carter threw his secretary a confused look. "You dropped your phone here, before heading to your meeting with Yolanda. I didn't answer. But it's all for the best that you didn't have your phone wi...
I really don't know how I let him talk me into things like this... There I was, standing under a spray of hot water, letting my boyfriend work his very large and very dry cock into my ass. But maybe I should start at the beginning? The day started like any other. I woke up to the wonderful sensation of having my cock someplace wet and warm. My boyfriend Mik...
It was time to pack my things and leave the dorm room that I called home for my freshman year at Hobart, having done very well in the classroom and more surprisingly having survived sharing the cramped quarters with a roommate who was the exact opposite of me in many ways. It had been a shaky start for us, with him always suspecting that I was gay from the...