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...
The following Friday, Peter had invited me out to lunch. We had been dating for a good couple of days now. Our dates ranged from going out to eat, watching a movie, or going out on patrol. And let's just say they were going great, we hadn't had sex yet though, but I knew in time it would happen. I knew Peter was a bit self conscious about the whole situation...
My first week is finally done and over with here at Keene State. It sure has been a completely different experience than it was during my freshman year at the University of Rhode Island. I would not say that it was more difficult, just different. Walking across the campus to get to the parking lot by the Keene Community Ice Arena is an adventure in itself....
******Everyone in this story is at least 18 years old and is fictional******** ***** Chapter 4: Jason's Friend I woke up to the sounds of pouring rain and wind pounding against my window. I opened my eyes and looked around the room. The lights were still on from last night. The sheets were covering me from the waist down. I was still in my underwear and s...
It was fall and I was starting my freshmen year in college, which was three hours from home and absolutely no one from my hometown was at the university. I thought that was the best part of the university but after my first day of orientation I started to think I made a big mistake going to a school where I didn't know anyone. After going to a few mixers thr...
It all started with a phone call, a call that would change my life forever. I had been playing on a web site for about 6 months, writing erotic stories and talking with women that made my cock so hard I thought it make put a hole in my pants. I was a married man, so I knew I shouldn't have been there without my wife's permission. But I felt trapped in a se...
Sitting at my table pondering what it would take to change my story I watched the black man walk up in front of the desk and say, "All rise." He continued talking but I lost focus on what he was saying as the men next to me gently grabbed my arm and had me stand up. An older white man in a long dark robe walked in and sat down. The black man said loudly, "Yo...
I have no idea how long the townhouse next door had been empty before someone noticed that the two women living there were gone. I did see the story in the local paper of the two women who drowned on Lake Stanley when their rowboat capsized and thought of it as both sad and a little weird, as no one was supposed to be out in a rowboat on Lake Stanley after d...
I was always a horny kid growing up. I wanted to get laid from as far back as I can remember. Where I live we used to have close to 6 adult bookstores to choose from and I was always trying to get into them before I was 18, I never could and from about 17 on I forgot about them entirely. I had met my 1st girlfriend by 17 and was occupied with all the newness...
I open the door to our suite, laden with packages. You are sitting at a table in the middle of the room, with three other men, playing cards. My expression is a mix of surprise and dismay. "Hi Babe. Umm, what's up?" I ask carefully. "I'm playing cards." You don't even raise your eyes to look at me. "We had plans to go out tonight, didn't we?" I ask, with...