Copyright Neonurotic The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. # "Can you get me a latté?" "Sure," he said, knowing they still had more...
8====>~ Josh moaned when he saw the order he was up for next: two large pies, double order of chicken wings, and two chocolate dessert stix going to the ATO House late on a Thursday night. That usually meant that there was at least a small party already underway at the frat with a reputation for partying hard all weekend. He had already become more of an ob...
The moment Farris walked into the yard you could sense the change. All the guys attending Jack's pool party stopped their chatter, and stopped sipping on their cocktails, and turned to look at the dark haired, swarthy complexioned bear of a man whose basket was so large that the waistband of his swimming costume was slung so low you could see the thick jungl...
Sorry guys for taking so much time off. I thought more of you would love Chapter 5 and Tan's perspective. I'm not sure what was lacking or why I got so few votes...hmmm...but at least I reached a 4.50. Regardless, thanks for the encouragement some of you have directed my way! Aren't there any strong Asian guys out there who appreciate my story??? Should I co...
Valentine's Day dinner and then surprises on a deserted beach Less than thirty minutes after getting out of bed from their late afternoon lovemaking, both boys were squeaky clean from a shared shower, hair dry and properly primped, and dressed for the night out. Kyle had decided to wear a pair of new jeans also, instead of dress slacks. "I thought maybe we...
The first week was the hardest. The Residence Inn wasn't exactly home, but I had a Keurig and a microwave and, sadly, all my clothes fit into the closet. I wasn't ready for company, but I beat off in that hotel room... a lot. Without anyone looking over my shoulder, I gorged on a certain brand of gay porn. I forced myself awake watching edging videos into al...
Chapter 13: Empty Handed Football season had come and gone, but Rob still worked out every morning to stay in shape. He had decided that he was going to major in Kinesiology. This semester he was taking Anatomy, which was consuming a majority of his time. I tried to help him study, but he said I was a distraction, a good distraction, but a distraction none-...
Please read original story first so this will make sense. I didn't hear from Red Gibbons for nearly two weeks, but I had not forgotten him. How could you forget someone like Red? I could still taste the musky cheese of his uncircumcised, fat cock. He had awakened something in me that I had previously thought was hidden for good. Until Red, I had enjoyed the...
It had only been a fleeting moment; perhaps a minute of pure joy when all doubts about my bisexuality had been sucked out of me. It had been a carefree night, myself, Rob and Dan just fooling around, drinking vodka, laughing, planning all sort of improbable escapades. It was about midnight and Dan asked us if we were hungry. He scampered off to the kitchen...
To my utter surprise and delight, Frank called next day and suggested that we go for a hike or ride. I had other plans but quickly cancelled, meeting Frank behind the base movie house and riding our bikes into a remote area of the base where there was once a hunting and skeet-shooting club now defunct for lack of funding. It was a spot where we occasionally...