Chapter 1: The College Years There he was, on the side of his bed, half way down a cock nearly as big as his own. Just another booty call, as it was supposed to be, and on a college thirsty Thursday. Zack was never a big fan of the alcohol induced madness that normally ran rampant on campus. Instead he liked to play it behind the scenes, setting up the hook...
Jim and Ron had been best friends for many years. They first met in grade school when Ron's family moved to the fairly quiet suburban town to get out of the hectic lifestyle of the big city. They quickly became best friends and remained so all through high school. Jim and Ron both loved joking around and often kept their friends and classes laughing at the...
Hello there! Angel here! This is my first story *jumps excitedly* Let me know what you guys think. CREATIVE criticism is always welcomed. Unfortunately, this chapter doesn't contain graphic content, it's more of an introduction type but no fear! If you guys like it, I'll write the next chapter with some smutty goodness;) ANYWAYS! Please enjoys and comment!...
The clock had just passed 8pm when I heard my cell phone ring. As I glanced down, I wondered whether or not I wanted to bother answering. I had just returned from a weekend bachelor trip and was still a little worse for the wear. Having recently broken up with my girlfriend a month prior, the trip was a nice way to clear my head and let loose a little. Fol...
Max and Tony had been friends since third grade. They were always together, had similar interests. If folks out in the community saw one of the close buddies alone, they would ask were the other was. It seemed that they were mismatched. Max was tall and lean, with a dark complexion and perfect hair. He was an accomplished high school athlete. Tony was the o...
All senior year I was in love with Justin Belisario. He was the class president, quarterback of the football team, and one of the best-looking guys in school. Me, I was a nobody--a skinny wimp. I ran cross-country, the refuge for boys who couldn't get on the cool sports teams. It was just my luck that we were in the same gym class. Back then after working...
My name is Michael Charleston. I am a young black man living in New York City. I attend the state university and currently, I am taking up business administration. It's alright, I guess. The story that I'm about to tell you takes place during Spring Break of 2006. I had decided to hang out with my friends whom I hadn't seen in a long time. I'm referring of...
When you grow up in a small town, you go to school with a very diverse population of students. There were 74 people in my graduating class and it was a big class compared to some years. You had the kids from wealthy families, kids from farming families, kids from poor families. And, of course, birds of a feather flocked together in their little cliques. Well...
OK, so I'm a little tipsy. Dinner had turned into drinks with Sarah, Tim, and their spouses, and soon enough it was past midnight. We hadn't seen each other in a while, and what else is there to do around here? It was the Friday after Thanksgiving, well now Saturday I guess, and after two long, loooooooong, days with my parents, my sister Julie, and Aunt Ren...
I was merging onto the Interstate when my cell phone gave a trilling ring, telling me someone had just left a message on my e-Love account. I slid the phone open and scanned the new profile that had appeared in the "interested" column. Twenty-five, good job, very pretty brunette. Damn. I almost deleted her, but then thought, what the hell, there might be som...