When finals week rolled around, everything around us ground to a halt. There were no parties on the Row, no meetings for any student groups, and of course no regular classes. But at that point, finals were the least of my concerns. All I could think of was the winter break to come. I kept pulling up my e-mail, where Chad had sent our flight confirmation. I...
We ended up spending the night at the twins' place. Their bed wasn't meant for four people— at least not for actual sleeping— but we made it work. We basically got really friendly: whenever one of us moved, the rest of us would feel it. When I woke up the next morning, I found our blanket had fallen to the floor, and a bunch of our limbs were draped over th...
Chapter 4: New York The headquarters of our company are in New York City, and every September the accounting directors of all the subsidiaries and international operations meet for a week-long conference that would bore most people into a coma, but which we eagerly anticipate, and not only because of the venue. Hell, even the guys based in New York look for...
"So, you think that God is a civil engineer, Jake? Really?" "Not what I said, Sophie." Bemused, I tried again. "It was just the joke I was telling you-- I was saying the contractor told the engineers that." The magic gummy bear may have been a bad idea for this girl, I thought. The 10 mg THC infusion added to the sugary animal shapes up in Colorado must be...
Here is my first attempt at a story. * * * * * "It's so hot!" I mumble to myself. I imagine eggs sunny side up in a frying pan sizzling away. Those damn commercials "this is your brain, this is your brain on drugs" (if no drugs are available, 105 degree heat will do just fine!). I'm stripped down to just my boxers, sprawled out on my bed, fan on full bl...
Although right to be proud, Tony wasn't a champion in either the length or girth department, so I managed to go down on him to the hilt and rise to the rim of his bulb and go down on him again in rapid succession in a reverse cowboy, which he seemed to appreciate a lot. My revolve move had him moaning. He was flat on his back on his bed in his balcony cabin,...
I was desperate and horny, and with my best friend Hunter deciding to take the "straight road," I didn't see much hope of getting laid in the near future. Oh don't get me wrong, I'm not dancing far outside of the closet myself. I haven't gotten around to having one of those wrenching "Hi mom, I'm gay" moments yet, and I'm not sure I will, but I am gay. Hunt...
Jeremy reshouldered his bulky camera bag and wound his way to the back staircase that led to the basement of Wilson Hall. He had two hours free, and with luck the darkroom would be his alone during that time. He took a mostly forgotten stairway so he could avoid passing through the student publication offices. He wished that the basement didn't make him so...
I had it all figured out this thing called life, or so I thought. Turns out life can kick you in the balls when you're not looking and turn your whole world around. I'm a jock, sorry, was a jock; I guess once you graduate high school unless you go pro or get a scholarship you're not technically a jock anymore. I still run and lead an active life though and t...
Sometimes love gets help in the strangest ways ~~~~> Author's Note: I did something a little different with this story. Please consider each double: * * * as a character point of view change, and each single: * * * * * as my typical time shift alert. I hope you enjoy my little tale for the Valentine's Day Contest. As always, much love to all of you. JKD ~...