2014 "Mom..." In a fog, Connor barely recognized his own voice. It was harsh, croaking, and weak. "Connor, baby, I'm here," she said. "I'm right here." "Connor, can you hear us? Do you know where you are?" Connor knew that voice. "Da... Dad..." "Yes, it's me. Connor, we're here." "Wh... where... where are..." Each word was a struggle, and Connor was...
Brent had been in prison for several days now. By his own count he had been sexually assaulted a dozen times each day. Both his jaws and his ass hurt from the regular abuse he received. The guards thought this pretty boy could earn them some money outside and they arranged for him to be the entertainment at a bachelor party. To get him ready to rent out, the...
This is the sequel to "Big Man on Campus," a tale of college life and gay relationships in the age of craziness. It was really fun in person. ***** I have a little trouble sorting out college and the immediate time that came after it. We were awfully high, after all. It is hard to believe it now. I honestly don't recall much about the latter half of my F...
Karl stared at the phone in his hand after flipping it closed. "Well this might be an interesting trip home after all," was the statement he made to the air in his empty living room. He had just finished up a three hour long, catch-up conversation with someone from his past. Someone he had shared more than just a dorm room and later a frat house double with...
The house, standing at the end of Fraternity Row, had been decrepit for years before the new owners moved in. Graduations had come and gone for decades, windows had been smashed, the yard overrun with weeds. Late-night parties stretched past it as it stood, austerely, forgotten, alone. The advertisements described it as a fixer upper at best, so when the F...
Jim was in the Bachelor of Fine Arts program. Their painting studios were on the 3rd floor of the Arts Building, across the hall from the graphic design classroom and photo studio. In between were the men's and women's bathrooms. I knew him, seen him around the campus and other places as we traveled in the same social group. I had no idea he would introduce...
Hello, sissy. Welcome back, princess. Welcome back to our journey through your sissy mind. You will always come back because I am what you want. I am what you need. You need my soothing voice. You need to hear my voice telling you what a fucking faggot you are. You need my voice telling you what a faggot you have always been. That makes you so happy. You...
8===> Waking up to a whole new beginning Author's note: For those of you that have been emailing and leaving messages on other stories...Pizza Boy is finally back! More chapters are still being added and new twists and drama for the boys will be coming. For those of you reading this series for the first time, I hope you will enjoy it as much as I have had...
When you are a farm boy from a small town in a rural area, you don't talk about feeling different from the other kids. I had learned to talk about girls like I meant it; I didn't. I chose a college in a good-sized college town, far from the farm. I was hoping to see a different side of life. And I did. There was an active LGBT group and occasionally I saw...
The cum all over my face mixes with the tear smeared eye makeup. It's running down my cheeks. It's in my hair, on my neck, I'm covered with cum. The first man that came in my face came huge. He choked me too, deep throat fucked me and made me cry. I've been crying and tearing up ever since. That was three hours ago. He had very large spurts that soaked me,...