Did I have enough nerve? After all, we were in my bedroom - just the two of us. We had reached a line. Do I cross it? It had taken a long time to get here as I stood at the foot of my bed with Brian holding a tube of lubrication in his hand he just found in my bedside table. He acted shocked. The question was he really shocked? You see, Brian was my best f...
I was behind the bar at the Wild Goose that very same night. The owners, Carla and Johnny Lake, wanted to attract a younger crowd and generally make the place more hip. That made me grin to myself, but I nodded seriously. They were very clear that they wanted to hear any ideas I had to change the image of the place and draw people in. Ideas? This hick town w...
Hello again, everyone! This story is Part II of my previous story, "Earning Danny," and it focuses on, and is narrated by Steven Price, Danny's closeted ex-boyfriend. If you read my first story, he needs no more introduction, but if you didn't, I suggest you do, or else a lot of this won't make much sense to you. :D Anyway, turning away from Danny and Jak...
Jim had been my best friend as long as I could remember. He lived two houses down from me and we were in the same grade in school. We would spend most of our time out of school together, and in the summers we were almost inseparable. We were constantly stealing porn magazines from our Dads, or the News store at the mall. We would look at all pictures of titt...
Small towns are all the same. Racists, cows, and that one weird racist guy who sleeps with the cows. Personally, I just wanted to leave my town. My name is Carter, and this is how I went from promising high school student with a bright future, to a strung out slut, desperate for sex. I'm white, about 6 feet tall, and I'm built like a swimmer. That is, fairly...
I have always been a relatively small child while growing up. Always in the front line for pictures on picture day while all the boys my age where in the back two lines. It never really bothered me until I reached high school and I could not make it to any sports teams. I tried my hardest, always practicing before auditions. I spent weeks practicing for bask...
"You're gay, aren't you?" It wasn't a question; it was a matter-of-fact statement. I wasn't sure what to say, so I answered with a question: "Are you?" "I asked you first," Art replied. He grinned at me, as if he knew. For as long as I have known him, he was incredibly perceptive. I sat on the couch opposite him admiring his beauty. He was fairly tall...
You are Nick Philmore. At 23, you have had a tough life for someone your age. Raised in the foster care system, you moved from town to town and family to family your whole childhood, finally finding a permanent home with an older widow named Margaret in a suburb of Boston. Although you had planned to go to college when you graduated high school, Margaret fel...
Subject-Unfaithful husband punished by wife who takes a lover. Husband finds bi-sexual lover and initiates an affair to punish wife. Yeah, I know you are right about that, I guess we got married too young. I knew Marianne had a serious relationship with Dexter Johnson, our High School Quarterback but they broke up when he went off to college. I was working...
Saturday, March 14 2:15PM CDT Little Rock, AR Drew Weeks Four of us from my team were going to nationals. Three of us had spent nearly all of our spare time together since the trip back from Birmingham on the bus. Four of us had been ridden hard in the daily practices we've had since regionals. Three of us had difficulty finding places to be alone togeth...