Sean was released Sunday with doctor's orders to rest as much as possible. Keep the lights as low as possible. Avoid using his cell phone, computer, tablet, TV, and basically anything teenagers use to occupy their downtime, keeping them from going abso-fucking-lutely bat-shit-crazy. I wouldn't have been surprised if I found Golem instead of Sean by Friday. H...
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...
Please read: Hello friends, this story is somewhat experimental, and contains M/M sex, M/F sex, femdom, light bondage and dominance and submission. I wasn't sure where to place it, but since it continues the relationship between Stan, Darren and Connor, I've kept it in GM; but in recognition of taking this turn, changed the title. Let me know if this storyl...
"Pour some of this down your throat," I said to Matt. I placed an opened can of beer on the coffee table in front of him. "It's small isn't it mate?," he said, picking the can up off the table before wrapping his lips around the oblong shaped hole at the top. "What is?" Matt tilted his head back, his fluctuating adams apple showing as he took a long, thi...
When I woke up that morning, the odds of me shooting semen onto the face of one of my new teammates must have been at least one thousand to one. They always said I was lucky, but not that lucky. But it had happened. I pinched myself. I wasn't dreaming. "Sorry, I've made a bit of a mess of your face," I said, as Matt knelt on the floor with my dick in his ha...
As Matt got into the front passenger seat of my car, I unlatched the ragtop and flipped the convert switch. There was a whirr of small servos and the roof gave way to bright sunshine and the rustling of branches and sparkling green leaves. We were in the parking lot of the community pool; it was mostly empty as most of the summer swimmers were at the Natio...
Another true story from my days of homelessness. As with all of these stories, I'm using the street names of the people involved, to protect their identities. *** It wasn't long after I started staying at the city shelter that I met Honcho, a thirtyish Latino fresh out of prison. He was tall and built like a brick wall, with a boyish face and kind eyes. I...
Chapter 11 – Barely Legal Fuck-a-thon want to follow me home? I resist looking over at Cory, but I still catch him out the corner of my eye. He discreetly checks his phone and sends back a message. sure The team decided to get burgers after the game, dragging Cory and me along. I get the feeling I'm not the only one that can't wait to leave. "Oh fuck me...
"Do you have your knife?" Goron asked his brother, Joseph. The brothers were both good looking young men, bronzed by the sun from time spent working in their fertile fields and grown tall and muscular on their land's produce. But they were ambitious also. And eager for wealth, and to show their strength. And on this special day, the two young men had oiled...
Hello, my name is James. I'm in my 20s and I make dentures so that people are able to chew and eat their food. Usually, dentists send me cases and I make the dentures. Sometimes things go smoothly, sometimes they don't. On this day, it wasn't one of those smooth days. Dr. Peterson, a recent newly acquired client, was on the phone. He wasn't too happy with I...