The anal plug was buried deep within me, and as I tapped on the base of the thick, hearty plug, I once again felt a thrill as I felt he vibrations of that tapping cascading into me. With each tap, my breath caught briefly in my throat, and my manhood throbbed against the pillow beneath me. Yet part of the exhilaration of the moment was the noise coming from...
I had been living with my roommate for just a short time when I began to fantasize about him. We had met in college, worked together, and slept with many college girls during our party days. He was athletic, built and hung. We had been working out together and came back for a shower. I went first and while I was in there I heard the door handle turn. I menti...
Mark offered a weak smile before climbing into bed. He could still taste Maddox on his mouth only now that taste was tainted with Noah. Mark Jameson and Noah Langley had been friends since sandbox days. Elementary school gave the boys friendship, middle school brought on their curiosity for more, but it was during high school that their secret relationship f...
For the record, my name is Matthew. The story I am about to tell is true, though I'm not sure I believe it myself anymore. In the beginning it all seemed so innocent. When John and I first moved in together it was supposed to be a temporary thing. His old roommate bailed on him and I needed a place to live that was closer to where we worked. He was a wareho...
A/N: Hello readers. If you've read any of my other (very slowly updated) work, you know that I like a lot of details and storyline. This story is just one part, but it is kinda long! Had to write a little something else as the inspiration came, but I'll be back to my other stories on here asap. This one is kinda typical. Feel free to skip to the end for the...
All characters in this story are over the age of 18. * Chris looked at the door to room 119, wondering if his roommate was already in there. No message board on the door yet, nothing but the retro-looking construction-paper nametags taped up by the RA. Should he knock? No, it was his room too, and he was a sophomore, not a nervous freshman. Ok, he was a l...
I always sit close to the new boy on the sofa, and while I am advising and lecturing him, my hand will occasionally rest on his shoulders; sometimes gently stroke the back of his neck; then move to his thigh, first giving it a friendly squeeze then very softly, trace my fingertips back-and-forth over his inner thigh. "You know I'm not gay, right?" said the...
This is the follow-up to College: Junior Year. *** "Oh, fuck. One more and I'm gonna come." Paul breathed. Nick withdrew, took another gulp of air and buried his face back down to the base of Paul's dick. His hands caressing Paul's balls felt the familiar tightening and he braced himself for the flood of come. Paul's dick twitched and throbbed in Nick's...
Greg and Tony had a lot in common. They shared a dorm at Penn State University where they were both freshman communications majors with baseball scholarships. They both worked out 4 days a week on the off season. Both also happened to be straight as arrows. Not only were Greg and Tony straight, they both were quite the ladies men. Indeed, the two of them ha...
Lester Logan woke up on Saturday morning after the best night of sleep he had been able to get since beginning college and moving into the dormitory at State University. He somehow felt at peace with the world, and he suddenly realized why. On the previous evening, he had come back to his room from the library and had seen Stanley Brady, his roommate, sleepi...