So for a variety of reasons, I never made it back to the adult book store during that Spring Break. I did, however, have wonderful plans for my first day back at school. I purposely went back a day before my roommates so I could check out the campus glory holes. For about two months before that enlightening Spring Break, I had known about two separate bathro...
I had come to the University library that cool spring night to try and get some work done. It was generally quiet, not having the loud music and conversation common to the cliche coffee shop haunts of the ordinary writer. More importantly, there was a dedicated study area that contained many large tables with built in power sources and enough room to spread...
It's Sunday! I can't believe its Sunday and here I am rotting away in the library! Darn you Professor Mukhuty. That guy can dole out assignments like it's nobody's business. How different would it have been to allow us to submit the papers on Tuesday instead of Monday! Would have been a damn sight easier if I could get an access to the University library whe...
Hi guys, this is my first attempt at m/m romance and this was meant to be a stand alone story. If you like it, I'll expand...but only if you do, haha. No sex in this story (or chapter) by the way. Enjoy :) *** 'Do you know how obvious it is that you're in love with him?' I jumped, spilling my drink as my best friend snuck up and whispered that damning que...
I was in my last year of high school in a small town when it happened. I would frequent the public library to check out the books about sex. While reading the books and looking at pictures I would need to relieve my hard cock. I don't know how many times I jerked off in the bathroom of that library. On Thursday nights the library would stay open until 9 and...
It was hot and humid the summer between my junior and senior year in college when I took an extra credit, independent study class to make up for credit I lost when I transferred. I didn't attend a traditional class. Instead, my professor and I agreed on a topic that I would write a paper about and we met every two weeks for lunch and to discuss my progress a...
It had been almost three weeks since I had that sexual orgy with my neighbors, and my teacher Mr. Stone. Things were doing okay, I was doing well in college, and I was getting an A in Mr. Stone's class. The last project assignment we needed to do was a book report on a person of your choice, so what Mr. Stone did was have his students go to the public librar...
Just fifteen more minutes and he would close the library for the night. Thomas had spent the last eight hours running the library with two other co-workers. They left home a few hours ago, but Thomas stayed behind to close up the place. Castlewood Library wasn't enormous like the one in Los Angeles. It still had plenty of space, about the size of a high scho...
After leaving Dave's apartment that day, I was like a zombie. I did everything in my power to forget what had just happened. I went by the library and buried myself in books, but still my thoughts were constantly drawn back to the feeling of Dave's hands on my body. I hid away in the library for most of the day. I had assumed that if he really wanted to come...
I close my eyes and inhale. Count to ten. Sounds and smells invade the world behind closed lids, polite and subtle, not like the constant blaring insistence of sight. The crisp metallic hum of the computer on the desk in front of me. Nearby, the steady, seductive rasp of pages turning--patient, smooth, the rate of a browser, not a page faster or slower li...