I was sitting at my dorm room desk looking out the window and wondering if I should even bother going out. The bars shut down at 2:00 A.M. and it was already a quarter-to-one. If I had finished my final paper for my Third World Politics class a little bit earlier I'd have ventured out. But by now I knew everyone would be stupid-drunk and there was no way I'd...
My Neighbor Made Me Do It Ch. 7 by: CapnSteelBoy Thanks again to all the readers out there! I hope this spicy chapter relieves some of your own tension! Don't forget to like and comment, I want to know what you think. Feel free to message me instead if you hate the idea of public comments. Cheers! --------------------------------------------------- Chapt...
I still remember my days in the dorm with fondness. It was a time of exploration and discovery. When you are young, hung, and full of cum the world is a fantastic place! My job as an RA meant that I did nightly room checks for the residents of the small college I attended. Well, the past few nights had been mind-blowing to say the least. I thought about the...
This story includes alcohol, seduction, and the kind of sex that might make you squirm in your seat if you're reading this on your laptop during the middle of a college literature class lecture. Pick your moment of enjoyment carefully. Alec and Ronan tossed and turned beside each other in the hot hotel bed sheets as their drunken stupors had yet to even co...
Now, I ain't much of a storyteller, but, I'm a-gonna give a go, da tell y'all 'bout my excitin' youthful years. Them was the days, back when I was a shaver, I tell ya! Me 'n' m' two bes' buddies, Jeb 'n' Zeke, we use'ta spen' jus' 'bout all day, ever' blesset day, in the summertime, down 't the ol' swimmin' hole. We would strip down, buck nekkid, by golly, a...
As Benji had an understanding with Bruce, he had to become Sisco's lab partner. Just after break one day, he rushed back to class after having spent the last ten minutes on his knees and his mouth full of Bruce's dick. He walked in the class with everybody already sat, hoping a little nervously that no one could tell that he had just been busy giving someone...
The first time I saw Steven I thought he was just some goofy kid. There I was, sitting in a conference room flipping through headshots. I put aside a photo of Dwayne, the pudgy man performing in front of me – obviously in his mid-thirties despite his résumé’s claim of being twenty-seven – to a Polaroid of some kid’s face. Yes, a Polaroid. Where all the other...
We'd met bumping into each other at an adult bookstore. This was a store where not all the magazines were wrapped. I had been looking at a trannie mag and he'd been looking at the same mag and we put them back at the same time. We looked at each other and there was a spark of, what? Recognition? A recognition of similar tastes and desires? Yes, that's what i...
It had been a quiet day at my salon this Friday. I run a small salon in a midsized town in the western U.S. I do hair styling of course, manicures and pedicures and some massage. Some of my women clients like a relaxing massage, but since I’m gay, I assure you, it’s strictly professional. Yeah, I’m gay, but I don’t really fit the stereotype of a gay h...
My stories that are posted under "That Moment When..." are supposed to be short stories to help stimulate your mind to the possibilities of how they could play out. That makes for great reading as you can usually see several ways. However, when I posted this in a much shorter version elsewhere, my readers kept asking for it to continue, so it is a much longe...