Mr Roberts rolled over and tugged the sheet around his large frame, leaving me on my back feeling rather, well, stunned. Had he really known it was me all along? Oh god, what if Tommy found out. All the threats from Becca came flooding back as I pictured Tommy's face with the news that I had been fucked, not once but twice, by his Father. "But..." I said me...
Comments, critiques and tips are welcome. Hello and welcome to another chapter of this great story. Before I go into details I would love to thank you for your love for my stories. You guys are my inspiration and I love you. Don't forget to drop your comments and rates. Enjoy... ***** Aidan came walking down the stairs slowly, taking step by step. He seem...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** It's been a few weeks and I am finally getting better. No more casts and my ankle is only a little sore still. But never mind that. I am still thinking about my son. He jacked me off. HE JACKED ME OFF. And I haven't even thought to do something for him until now. After he grad...
This story is a work of fiction. All characters in this story are 18 years of age or older. * The two boys huddled together under the blanket; one, the blond, was apprehensive and shy while the other, dark of hair and eye, was boastfully bold and commanding. Both wore identical pajamas with a crest on the breast pocket -- a uniform of some kind. The room...
During my high school years, my best friend, Brett and I were almost inseparable. It took some time for me to realize that I had a crush on him, but there was never any indication that he was anything but totally straight, so I suppressed my attraction, not wanting to lose him as a friend. I spent what seemed like my every waking hour at his house, and thoug...
I grew up in a small town and did not move to the city until college. There was not much opportunity for sex with girls in a small town. As a teenager, our sexual activity was confined to masturbating while looking at magazines like Playboy and Penthouse. We often had group masturbation sessions in the barn of one of our friend's father. Sometimes there woul...
Hey everyone, Here's another little story for you. Again, there are no chapters to this piece. Hope you enjoy. ~Night ******** It all started over a letter. A simple piece of paper with a college header addressed from far, faraway. A letter from some fancy professor that would change everything Dane knew. It meant that Kobe was leaving soon and there wa...
As I walked through the woods with my best friend Jason and his father, I tried to count how many times we had walked this same route to the same spot at Long Lake. It had to be close to a couple of dozen times, having gone at least a couple times a year since I was 9, and that's been ten years. One of these times would eventually be the last, because we we...
This story takes place in the 1970's, when the drinking age in the state was 18. ... Chapter One: Skip turns 18. Mercifully, the infamous song always sung to commemorate birthdays was as brief as possible, and I was grateful to Mr. Langer and his son and my best friend Greg for omitting the superfluous choruses about how old are you. I was 18 and we all k...
"Hey, Paddy!" bellowed the pot-bellied bartender in the Santa hat, to the mid-50s gentleman who walked into MNM's, as if Norm had just walked into Cheers. "Hi Jimmy," replied the tall, slender man, as he passed through the crowd of 20-somethings at the tables, taking his regular stool at the bar, just as Jimmy was setting down a pint of Guinness and two sho...