"Hey Brandon wanna hang out with us?" It was the girl with the weird orange hair. I couldn't recall her name. She and a few of my other dorm mates were gathered round the television in the common room. I was just passing through from the showers. "Um..thanks..er..." "Jill." she giggled. "We were just going to watch the SciFi Friday line up. Your welcome t...
Your name is Everett Woods, 21 years old and a 4th year college senior. A part time worker at your local cafe near your apartment studio. Currently living with a flatmate named Oliver Poppers to share the studio's rent and a fellow senior. Although Oliver has been living in a separate house -Frat House- he always comes by whenever there's barely anything to...
August 2009 I get travel-sick on coaches. Which is unfortunate, given how much time I spend being driven around Europe. It's the only aspect of travelling I don't like - I'm fine flying, or on boats, or even in cars - but the endless hours on the team bus are sometimes enough to make me wish I worked in an office. When I first started out I tried every reme...
"'Mr. Green, Thank you for applying to the Genetic Excellence Scholarship program. Your DNA satisfied 26/74 parameters. We regret to inform you that you have not met the requirements to receive GES funding,'" read Caleb, the third of the group to read his Genetic Excellence Scholarship application results, "I guess my jizz isn't up to par, eit...
I always found it interesting how total strangers could get into deep conversations while seated side by side on an airplane. I guess it's a way to pass the time, realizing that they will probably never meet again. The smooth looking man seated next to the attractive woman on the other side of the aisle was describing something and I wondered if he was spinn...
Prolog, yeah I know the fishing and camping stories have been done to death. To be honest it is one of my favorite plot lines. So here is my version of a well used and worn out plot line. My two buddies and I have been planning this trip for a long time. The first fishing outing of a season has turned in to a tradition for us. The Midwest winters seem to ge...
My name is Rodney Steele. This year I will be celebrating my fortieth birthday. By my story begins a long time ago. More than twenty years ago, in fact. When I was a young stud of eighteen, fresh out of high school and looking forward to college. I was headed to one of the mid-west's better universities, on an engineering scholarship. I was also headed towar...
I had a dream. An erotic dream. I've had few of those in my life, but this one was VERY different. It was a homoerotic dream! I've always been a confident heterosexual male, and have always adored girls and women; their curves, their faces, smell, feel, taste, and the sound of their voices. Digression: This dream's other character, though familiar to me in...
Mark and I met at a local Senior's Center. Both of us are healthy, active retirees in our mid 60s. He had lost his wife, Carrie, of 26 years to cancer about 9 months before we met. I had lost mine to surgery complications abour 11 months before. Our mutual interests and lonliness drew us together like old friends meeting again after years apart. We watched...
I had just finished my first year in college and had just gotten home for the summer. Some male friends of mine decided to have a get together out at a campsite we know of. Just have a few beers and catch up on what happened the past year. A friend named Todd picked me up in his truck and we drove out together. There were five guys there besides myself. Todd...