Author's Note: Avoid this story if references to smoking cigarettes and doing drugs will offend you. I wasn't originally planning to write a second chapter, but I decided to let my imagination run wild after reading all your comments. I'll likely end this story here, but expect some similar themes from me in future works. God damn it, Mike. I can't believe...
"Oh yes, oh god yes." Aaron was panting hard under the touch of Jack's hand on his cock. His frat roommate, the guy who had brought him into the fraternity and who had volunteered to room with him his initiative semester here, was driving him wild. It was late in the night; they both had been studying, or at least Aaron had been. He was cramming for a big c...
The next morning Scott and I went to breakfast together and then he had to hurry off to team activities. I didn't see Troy all day or night. The soccer coach held two practices and the rest of the time he was tied up with frat business. I purposely avoided the locker room when the soccer players were around. I wasn't sure how my body might react to seeing na...
I never actually really liked beaches. Sand would find its way into places on my body that I didn't know was possible to even get sand in, and it wasn't like I rolled around on the beach or volunteered to have my cousins bury me in the ground and build a curvaceous bikini-worthy model on top, like those cheesy photos where the idiots are grinning just above...
I walked into the locker room, feeling good about my performance on the court that day. I was a college sophomore on the basketball team, and life really couldn't have been better. I was on top of my game, had lots of friends and girls were throwing themselves at me all the time. I hadn't joined a fraternity (I still got into all their parties, though), as I...
Chapter 2: The Party Begins Jermaine and I had been friends in college -- we had been in the same dorm as freshmen and had a few classes together throughout the years. Not to mention parties. I didn't realise this until it was too late but I secretly had feelings for him. He was handsome, beautiful even. He was a jock -- with the body of an athlete. Much li...
Duncan was a freshman at Virginia U. He had come from his home town and knew no one in the university. But, Duncan wanted a true college experience, and decided to join a fraternity. Rush began early in the fall semester and Duncan went to as many frat houses as he could, applying to each that he liked. Hoping to get in, Duncan went to some of the events tha...
Hello again, princess. Welcome back. Welcome back yet again to our journey through your mind. Our journey through your feminine girlie mind. We are almost there, princess. We are almost to the end of our journey together. I know that makes you sad but it's okay. It's okay, my sweet sissy. It's okay because we have more to cover and I will always be with you...
My name is Jamal. Coming from a public school in Ohio to play football at a small southern college has been a culture shock. It's not a bad place but I'm one of the few black kids on campus. My roommate Grant is a frat boy from Montgomery, Alabama. He's got blue eyes and blonde hair and he wears khaki pants and the polo shirts like they are a uniform. He's n...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: The series One Sub Stud is a continuation of the stories about Chris and Justin, which began in Chris Donaldson and continued in Mr. One Fifty-Eight. While each chapter is a short story in its own right, you will probably enjoy this episode much more if you have already read both of the above series, as well as Chapter 1 of One Sub Stud. The b...