3 Asmodaios *** How foolish I was. I should have known better—and I did, though I was beginning to doubt my wisdom. I should not have followed Azarias out of Egypt, but curiosity got the best of me. Undoubtedly, I thought I could restrain myself; how wrong was I...? It was only my second encounter with him in the library and I already lost any semblan...
My name is Raj. I was born in the US into a conservative Indian family. By the time I turned 18 in August of 2004, I had not yet had any sort of sexual experiences. I did find that quite a few girls had taken a liking to me, especially Indian girls, but the fear of getting kicked out of my house pretty much forced me to focus on school and keep away. I wasn'...
All week long I told myself I wasn't going back to that bathroom on the small college campus again, at least not so soon. Yes, I had a great time fulfilling my gay fantasies, but I needed to be able to control my urges. Every night I felt my mind wander ... How many guys came there on a Monday or Tuesday night? Or is it only busy on weekends? I could go find...
As Rob slogged through an icy squall in the dark on the way back to his dorm from the college library, where he'd been finishing his term paper on The Muffled Queer Voices of Colonial America, he took the opportunity to utter some choice words under his breath as well. "It's fucking cold!" A popular turn of phrase, notably among his teammates in JV football,...
The next Friday, I didn't even bother texting my friends. I knew exactly what my plans for the night were gonna be. Last week was fun, but I was ready for something more. Something better than a handjob. I felt confident and horny as hell. I knew I wouldn't sleep well until I got my rocks off, so I did what I have always done - I got up and went to get what...
**All characters and situations in this story are fictional and if by any chance parallel anyone’s past experiences, it is in now way intentional and simply coincidental** Phillip Williamson had just celebrated his eighteenth birthday and was eagerly anticipating his high school graduation only three short months away. Phillip was a normal high school senio...
*Summary: College student accepts his feelings of wanting to be a submissive after one night. *Note: The beginning is relatively descriptive. Please don't be too harsh with your criticism! I generally write things that are more dialogue based so I hope this came out well! "College life is crazy!" My peers and family told me before I started it. Well, I was...
Porter's locker is next to mine. He's that guy nobody really likes because he's a complete douchebag. However, since he isn't into dumb shit like Dungeons and Dragons and he's rich, he's never quite at the bottom of the social tier. We have three classes together but I don't talk to him. I think he's friends with Crispin. "I saw you," he says one day. "Oh...
"And a ten-inch cock." "You're shitting us now," Oliver said. "Yes, I'm shitting you," Porter answered. "But, really, I would want him to have a nice cock on him." "Well, high on my list is that he has to be willing to take out the trash without being asked to," Adrian interjected. "And put the toilet seat down too?" someone asked. They all laughed. "No...
I looked over at Dave from my vantage point on the bench, my locker door hanging open, my hand poised to close it. "So, did coach tell you what he'd do?" I asked. Dave stood naked at the opening to the shower room a few feet away from me. I couldn't help but notice his slim form, perfect in my eyes, hairless except for the patch of curly blonde hair above h...