Copyright 2006 by the author. *National Association of Schools of Music. DISCLAIMER: Though the organization and its national conference are real, the characters in this story are fictional. No resemblance to actual persons living or dead is intended. KN It was ten minutes past the posted adjournment time when the president finally banged down the gavel. T...
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So this is how it happened, I was 24 when I met him He was 23. Every weekday I'd go to the local rec center to play some football with some of the guys from work. It was close to home so it was convenient for me and I looked forward to it every day. Usually it was always the same guys more or less. Sometimes new people would join the game but more often th...
(A true story.) I encountered his profile online, a comparatively vanilla profile. He described himself as a latino top who smoked, occasionally drank, didn't talk much, loved leather-latex-rubber...and liked to piss and "give a hand" when needed. He claimed to be well hung (9"), which turned out to be completely true...and not in "internet inches". Frankly...
I arrive at home and walk into my apartment. I realize that I don't have the butt plug, which sucks, but he's closer now and I can probably go there tomorrow if I want to. I fall into my bed, feeling a mix of emotions. I've really been enjoying our time together, but am I really ready to up and move with him to Madison, or stay here and lose him? My job i...
Now the serpent was more subtil than any beast of the field which the LORD God had made. And he said unto the woman, Yea, hath God said, Ye shall not eat of every tree of the garden? - Genesis 3:1 *** The fingers splayed on The Snake Pit's grimy brick wall clutch into a claw as the cock spears the Wild Boy's ass. Something catches his eye. There. See...
Nathan turned and looked at his clock. It was barely 3am and he was just lying there looking at the ceiling. No matter how hard he tried he couldn't stop thinking about his session with Ryan and Jack. He put his hands under the blanket to feel his cocks prison and attempt to get some relief, but it was useless. When he tried to play with himself his cock jus...
"Now come over here, Rick," the host calls. "Stand right there." In nothing but a pair of bright blue shorts, I stand in the glare of the studio lights with the audience's eyes on my shredded torso. "Everyone, this is Rick." No it isn't. That name's just in the script. "Now check out those abs! Come on, give us a flex, Rick." I do, to an exaggerated chorus...
Hey - this is the first thing I've written. Please give me feedback in the comments :) ***** It was summer, and Adam decided to wear a figure-hugging t-shirt. He'd started back at the gym a few months previously and he was just starting to see the results of his labour. His back and shoulders were slightly bigger than before and his newly enlarged biceps w...
"Shower," Marcus pointed to the corner of the blue tiled bathroom. "And face the wall, I love the look of your reddened ass." I complied, setting the water to cold, both to stop my cock from getting hard under Marcus' gaze and to soothe the burn in my ass. He left and then returned with my bag and instructed me to change into gear. "I'll be waiting for you i...