I suppose I should start at the beginning of my story. My name is David Gill, I'm eighteen, and a senior in high school. At five feet, ten inches and about 150 pounds, I'm not a big guy, but it's not like I'm a wuss. I'm striker on the soccer team at my school and I did karate for about five years, I was pretty good at it too, so I know how to handle myself....
Wendy lived with her husband in a middle class neighborhood. It was a comfortable neighborhood with a convenience store within walking distance. There was a retail strip nearby with hair salon, a barber shop, parts store, and a book store with an arcade. Also there was a truck stop next to the neighborhood across a wooded area. On this sun shiny day Wendy w...
"Learning More Each Day" 8====> Marc and I had an enjoyable meal in the dining room of the 120 year old Blennerhassett Hotel. (I kid you not...that is the name of it!) I was in the mood for their prime rib and he wanted the chicken cordon bleu they were famous for. Our conversation ran the gamut of a few business things I needed to get with him on, and als...
Cullen gradually woke up the next morning. He peeled himself out of bed and took a shower. He got dressed and at a piece of cold pizza. He then turned his attention to the computer. It was a new day and he needed some new cock or some new ass. His romp with Ty hit the spot, but he needed more. He didn't feel bad about cumming in him or forcing him to do the...
My name's Rudy. Rudolpho actually. Rudolpho Anthony Teagan. What in the fuck were my parents taking? After all, our lineage stretches back to the Irish; and really? Rudolpho? I'm at a total loss on that one. But that's not the story you want to hear. Let's begin. I ended up living in Los Angeles due to my indulgence in a lustful undertaking. A good budd...
This is more of an essay, or perhaps an autobiography, rather than a story. Although much of what I have to say is based on my life experiences, the first lesson I have to share is to "Be yourself" and don't try to live your life to anyone else's expectations. I was born in 1941 and raised in a small, rural community in upstate New York. Now, in those days i...
(This is the continuation of Robert. However I think you could read this as a stand-alone if you wanted. I hope you enjoy it. It's a little short but it's something ;3 ~Tae Pallaton ) * Five years. It had been five years since they became a couple. Five wonderful, incredible years...It was only too bad that they had three days left. Jared was getting marr...
The test for sexual inclination is this: If you look at the opposite sex 95% of the time then you are straight. It's more like 100% for me, because guys don't turn me on. I have never looked at a guy on the street or anywhere else and thought: Hey, he's cute. I like girls. So what's the deal here? Two nights ago I was online in my bedroom and in a chat room...
When I was just out of college I went on a trip with Joe, my boyfriend at the time, to the mid-sized Illinois city where he grew up. Most of his family still lived there including his brothers Mike and Lee who, on our first night staying at Joe's parents' house, came over for dinner. His brothers were a total trip -- loud and funny, constantly cracking joke...
"Shit," Gabe exclaimed, as he shucked his athletic T, slithered down the ladder of the lifeguard stand, raced to the water, and dove into the breakers. When had the little fuck gone into the water? ran through his mind as he knifed through the ocean toward the flailing arms. He couldn't watch the guy all day. Or, he certainly could have, but he wouldn't be...