****Everyone in this story is fictional and 18 years of age**** Chapter 1: House Achilles The first week of summer college classes was going good for me and Steven. We had decided to take the same classes so we could be together. Thankfully we were able to. We hadn't made any new friends, only like two people from one of our classes. But it wasn't too bad...
I had a weird relationship with my str8 cousin. Brian was beautiful, perfect, rowed for the Leander High school rowing team in beautiful Austin, Texas. Thanks to the rowing, he had the perfect body, and by the time we were both 18, he was taking out a different girl every weekend, it seemed. Popular, smart, goodlooking? I hated him. I loved him. What's wors...
"So what are you thinking of right now, Jake?" I asked him, watching his hand whacking away at his big dick just like mine was sliding up and down my own similarly large hard-on. "Maybe a girl fingerin' out her pussy and gettin' it all hot and wet, ready for you to eat it...?" My cousin grinned at me, checking out my chopper getting jerked, as the fattened...
PRELUDE After using the bathroom, I walked back into the bedroom. I was pleased to see Kim in bed on all fours with his curvy bubble butt stuck up in the air. I could feel a tingling in my loins as I looked at his hot ass. Kim's body was delicate, hairless and flawless. He really did look like a pretty Asian girl in that position. "Fuck me again, like you...
Author's note: This story is also based on a request that I received via e-mail. The person making the request stated that he is French and that he enjoyed the gay life in France before moving to the U.S. He provided the fundamental story line and asked me to embellish it as the story developed. He said that he did attend college and work at a salon in Paris...
Here is the third chapter. This is an experience that I really enjoyed, though only twice in my life. This has reference to my first mail. In my first job in India, with Kirloskar, I had to do a lot of travelling. Once I had to go to Madras, & I took the night bus from Bangalore. I was supposed to stay at my uncle’s house, but the bus got in at about 5am, s...
My name is Rodney Steele. This year I will be celebrating my fortieth birthday. By my story begins a long time ago. More than twenty years ago, in fact. When I was a young stud of eighteen, fresh out of high school and looking forward to college. I was headed to one of the mid-west's better universities, on an engineering scholarship. I was also headed towar...
The writings I submit are true experiences from over the past twenty-five years. Though they are not all of my experiences, they are my most memorable ones. Names have been changed to protect their identities. Also i would like to Thank HotandHollow for helping with the editing. ***** It was 1994. My brother, cousin and myself all lived together in a thre...
I was a little lost when my wife of 15 years divorced me, so I moved back to Charlotte, North Carolina to be closer to my family. One Sunday, we had a family reunion and I sat on a blanket eating chicken and potato salad when jet black 325i BMW pulled into the parking lot. I first noticed "him" as he stepped out of the car and took off his shades to look ov...
"Oh, just fuck it all to hell!" I uttered in disgust, running my hands through the bowtie and scrambling the ends into a loose knot. "Such language," he laughed as he cautiously reached around me with his big hands. "You just need to calm down." He tied a perfect bowtie as usual. "I know today is a big day, but think only happy thoughts. You are thinking ha...