After my encounter in the library restroom, I spent the next couple days in nervous exhilaration. I had to have more. I sent a message to the number I had gotten. After awhile I got a message back. "This the dude in the library?" I answered that I was the guy in the library and wanted to know about the "meeting" at the motel. The guy, Joey, said he and a...
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...
I was 18 and had just finished my freshman year of college in New England. The terms of my financial aid offer required work-study, so I got a job at an Inn on campus busing tables. The money was good, so I elected to stay on campus that summer and continue to work full-time in order to save for college. A few staff would sometimes go out for drinks after t...
For almost twenty years I have been going on twice annual trips with a group of guys from my college days. Each spring and fall we rent a remote cabin for a week and go on our fishing trips. Very little fishing gets done any more. These trips have become our getaways from the stress of our high pressure careers and everyday lives. Truth is the trips are more...
Chad seemed totally different from the guy I'd known before. He'd always been the frat boy brimming with confidence, if not downright cockiness; or at least that was how I'd always seen him. Now he was stumbling over his words, with a scared-shitless look on his face. I didn't know if I'd ever seen a grown man so vulnerable. He didn't want to talk in public...
Mr. One Fifty-Eight picks up where Chris Donaldson left off. Chris Donaldson and Justin Corvino were roommates during their sophomore year in college, which has just ended. Justin began the year by forcing Chris to suck his cock, and their daily sexual activity gradually grew into an intense, Dom/sub oriented relationship. Chris' feelings for Justin deepened...
When I woke up the next morning, I was surprised to find myself alone in my bed. Chad had disappeared and had taken his stuff with him. Shit, I thought. At first I wondered if that night had been a dream. Then I realized it was real, although I hated the thought of Chad sneaking out. Finally I looked at my phone, and I saw he'd left me a text. That was a...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: While each chapter is a story in its own right, you will probably enjoy them more if you have already read the series Chris Donaldson, as well as Chapters 1-4 of Mr. One Fifty-Eight. The characters' back stories are revealed there. All characters depicted in this story are over 18. ***** Chris paced antsily back and forth, eyeing the windows...
It was another one of those nights. I was out at one of the local bookstores, trying to cure my hunger for cock, and there seemed to be no good candidates. Let me tell you a little about myself. In all accounts, I'm straight. I love the way that a woman looks, sounds, feels, etc, but, as I am sure there is with many guys my age, I have this constant, seeming...
After John fucked my ass and Bill fed me his salty cum, several of their Frat members took turns fucking my mouth and ass. Most of those guys blurred together until Horse, a lineman from our college football team, stood in front of my face. Horse is a giant black man standing around 6'8" weighing in at about 350 pounds of pure muscle. I watched in shock and...