***This is 'one of them schools' where everyone is 18 years or older.*** I am an 18-year-old boy and I attend a catholic school. It is one of the best schools in the state. Most local political leaders, successful businessmen and other famous people actually attended this school. It is a well-funded school that does tend to focus the most on its sports faci...
How it Was Chapter 2 This is a follow up to "How it Was Ch.1", so it might make a bit more sense if you read that one first, although I think it also stands alone well enough. This is a work that is not based on any real persons or events. If you are not legal age to read erotic fiction, please leave now and do not continue reading. For everyone else, I ho...
ALL SEXUAL CONTACT IS BETWEEN ADULTS. PLEASE DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE OFFENDED BY SEXUAL RELATIONS BETWEEN MEN. ***** I saw his stomach muscles tighten and I knew he was ready to shoot his load. I moved closer to him, hoping some of his semen would land on me. I couldn't hold off any longer and he stepped back as I ejaculated, my cum firing out in thick whi...
*Joel* "You just want to play with my suspenders," he mockingly accused. "Not just, Muffinman," I parried, grabbing his suspenders and pulling him up to me. Tipping my head to the side, I let my lips brush his as I whispered, "My plans also include riding you into the sunset." My hands slid up and down his suspenders; I felt his nipples stand up through hi...
This is a continuation of "International Relations". Readers should check-out the first installment to understand what is going-on, and why, for this chapter. +++++++++++++++++ After returning home from my training classes in Switzerland, it didn't take long for my life to get back to normal. Other than the occasional vivid dream, I managed to push to my e...
Comments, critiques and tips are welcome. Kyle Parker vs. Aaron Hunter Dedicated to MADISONKAI Acceptance! *** As Aaron dished his food in the kitchen, he couldn't keep the goofy smile off his face. Kyle brought out that in him. Made him forget about his problems and just...be. In a way, though it had hurt to find out, he was grateful to whichever forc...
Over the next couple of weeks I began to get my bearings in the community. I spent Saturdays and Sundays working for my Uncle Carl on his boats. I guess it's in my blood because I took to running them like a fish to water. By my fourth week out I already knew how to pilot them in and out of the harbor and guide them into their slips with barely a bump. Eve...
Chapter 4: Hidden Hills I leaned over. I thought of kissing him. I did. But Sid turned his mouth away. "For years you've avoided this moment," Sid said. "Now, it's here, and I don't want it. You know why? Not just because I promised I wouldn't get into your pants, or because you drank too many rum and cokes, or because you've just been through a traumat...
Author's note: I want to apologize ahead of time for the length of this piece. I began writing it and it just got away from me. I guess I should be glad the words came so easily, but I am afraid I may have written too much. Again I apologize for the overall length, but I really do hope each of you enjoy this piece. Rob woke up early hoping to make it to w...
GREEN BERETS AND JOCKSTRAPS PART ONE I had a bad feeling. Something was wrong. My Special Forces team stood ready and eager in the plane, about to parachute out the big cargo door over Pukudu Deme. But something is wrong! The moment they opened the C-130's big rear door, and I got my first view of the Pacific island, when the air rushed in with the heat...