Jay and I had been friends since the 7th grade, we're both 18 now. He's a scrawny looking guy, shaggy dirty blond hair, sparkling green eyes, and nearly 6ft tall. I'm about 5'10" tall, large build but somewhat in shape; no bulging muscles but definitely not a twig like Jay. I have much more groomed brown hair and deep brown eyes. Jay and I have been great fr...
The characters in this story are based on real people but their names have been change. ALTHOUGH they are based on real people NONE OF THIS ACTUALLY HAPPENED! EVER!!! ___________________________ "What do you mean us?!" Dylan shouts. "Come on. I'll explain on the way down" Sam says blushing. Dylan walks towards the lower field with Sam explaining how they...
Chapter Eleven – What Was Seen Cannot Be Unseen Carter was chewing the nail on his index finger like a Duracell rabbit at a carrot tasting. The initial shock was gone, but he still held Simon's phone in his hand, not wanting to let go. But it was not like those offending pictures were going to disappear by magic. There, on the shiny screen, Alex Ruskin was...
As I continued to suck his cock and look up at him, his expression was stoical on the surface, which was such a manly turn on, but there was appreciation and gratitude in his eyes. Those eyes were appreciating me as a friend, as a buddy, for trusting him and jumping off the cliff. They conveyed respect for sucking him and subordinating myself to his supreme...
Shawn stood in fear as his master examined his body. Master had shown up unannounced at his dorm room for an impromptu inspection of his boy. They didn't see each other much anymore, as both their lives had become so incredibly busy but Master would always show up at some point to keep Shawn in check. Master ran his calloused fingers over Shawn's rippling ab...
I had known Stan all through high school. We were not friends but acquaintances. Early in our senior year we had eaten lunch at the same table. It was all guys who talked about guy things-sports, girls, politics. I knew that he was conservative as we both discussed how we were going to vote in our first election as we were both now eighteen. Stan got on my n...
It's the last Saturday before Christmas at 4:50 and almost the end of reconciliation hour, and also very nearly the last night of a life I've idealistically thrown away twenty years ago. Most of the congregation has stopped coming to confession entirely. I've only had 2 people in the last 2 hours. I'm sick of listening to the same confessions by the same unr...
Author's Note: This is a work of fiction and is wholly the property of the author. Any resemblance to any individual living or dead is purely and completely coincidental, and is in no way reflective of reality. The occurrences described herein are, to the best of the author's knowledge, completely within the realm of fantasy, and should be taken as such. If...
His name was Kieth. He was 6"2' at least, only a bit taller than me. He was long of limb and something about his body was not quite right; proportions were off somewhere, he was a little awkward, and uncoordinated. He had some tone, but I could tell he used to be heavier, still had a barely noticeable paunch about the belt-line. He had been clean shaven wit...
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