He swore up and down that If I just gave it a chance, I'd see that it was just the same, if not better. "Nah, nigga, I ain't with that gay shit." I slurred to myself as he leaned on his kitchen's island. "You ain't gotta be gay to try it for yourself." He said, staring directly into my eyes. I couldn't believe this shit was happening. "Just try it. Hell,...
I felt so vulnerable. He came and ruined my life in under 40 minutes. I had nightmares about having to stare at his cock. Nightmares about when he rubbed my spit and his cum all over my face. When I had to lick his hairy balls. And just the thought that he's got it all on camera, made me sick to my stomach. I was praying, hoping that that's all he wanted me...
Part 6: Afternoon Show & Second Night We didn't have long to speculate. We were called down to the basement and told that we were going to have a chance to reveal some of our selves to the other pledges and the frat members. Each of us would get a fill-in-the-blanks script to flesh out and then present to the group from a make-shift stage that had been set...
Something weird happened last night and I am very conflicted about it. I've been traveling across the country with my band and we've been crashing in people's houses along the way. They're small shows, we're barely breaking even financially and if we can keep that up it will be a huge success. Our fan base is growing so that's cool. Sadly there are not a lot...
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...
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...
Chapter 6 -- Tim and I get even with Pete My playing boss to Tim was an awesome turn on. He loved being told exactly what to do. He had been coming over to my dorm about three times a week. He'd only come over when Stephen, my roommate, was not going to be around, which I was hoping to change so that Stephen could see his perfect smooth body too. He came o...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: While each chapter is a story in its own right, you will probably enjoy this story much more if you have already read the series Chris Donaldson, as well as Chapters 1-5 of Mr. One Fifty-Eight. The characters' back stories are revealed there. All characters depicted in this story are over 18. ***** A gif of a young guy sucking a large cock...
The ride back from the frat to the hotel was a whirlwind of information and feelings. The ladies were celebrating my first job and saying how well I did though Ashley teased that she missed my "tits" which were now sitting in the back of our vehicle. Flavia, pressed against me in the back seat suggested she liked me both ways just fine, which I enjoyed until...
September, 1969 Big Man on Campus It had been a fabulous summer, and the amazing experience of having my first real lover still had my mind reeling. Alexander 's abrupt departure left me anxious to be moving on myself. I had no idea how to process the idea that I was a fucking queer, not completely, anyway. I jus knew that the sex had been fabulous and I w...