Erik and Javi had been best buds since they were in their early teens, throughout high school and now into college. They were excited about starting college together and the fact they managed to score being roommates. 2 best bros rooming together through college, they were sure it'd be a blast start to finish. Non-stop partying, drinking, smoking, and bangin...
Vicki Lynn blow dried her long blond tresses and pulled them back into a ponytail. She rushed out of the bathroom attached to her master bedroom in the 877 square foot single wide trailer she shared with her nineteen year-old son, Tyler, and her on-again-off-again fiancé, Lamar. She grabbed the keys to her red 2004 Oldsmobile Alero coupe. She was running lat...
My name is Robert and I am now married to Ania, who I have written true stories about, but this story is about my first gay experience. While I was living in the West Country I learnt massage as a second income to my small business that I was running. It only took few lessons to learn massage and as I am sure you realise it good fun. Touching ladies and havi...
"Sup, bo," the mid-thirties dark-skinned man spoke into his cell phone. "Shit, man. Where you at," Lamar asked quickly. "I'm over at my cuz house chillin'." "Which one?" "Q. What up," asked Devonte Jones. "I got a li'l white punk over at the crib wanna get gangbanged." "Word," he inquired with noticeable excitement "Real talk. You got a ride?" "Naw,...
"Come on in. You can take your clothes off in there. I'll be in in a minute." The man speaking was stocky, in late middle age, yet carried a dynamism about him that spoke success, success in everything he did. The second man nervously removing his clothes in the bedroom of the lavish hotel suite was young, in his middle twenties. He was tall, athletic, some...
(The story continues, this is part 3, so if you haven't read part 1 & 2, you should before you read this. CAUTION: there is graphic violence in this part.) * The mist of dreams surrounded him as he became the spectator of the dream-scape. It was a dimly lit plane room with several men around a small round topped wooden table. Cigar and cigarette smoke fill...
High School: Confusion *1* All throughout high school, I was the kid that always couldn't wait to get the fuck out of here. Westbrook high school was a nightmare, in my mind. It was filled with rude guys, bitchy girls, and teachers that didn't seem to understand for a second what it felt like to be a teenager. It sucks. Being a gay teenager is probably ha...
"I shouldn't be here." I tell myself. Standing outside the bar, garish neon lights blinking slowly in my face, I shiver and almost leave. It's loud inside - people laughing and a blare of music trying to drown everyone out. I'm standing about 15 feet away by a dead lamp post. Watching. A somewhat steady stream of people in and out, various states of dress. V...
Prison is not a great place to be in. I was sent there for the first time in my life for sleeping with my older sister. I got 90 days and six month probation. The punishment wouldn't have been that high if she had gotten pregnant. But she did and before I was imprisoned she told me that she wants to keep the baby. Yeah, OK, whatever. I had other things in my...
This was just a temporary gig, but they'd stuffed Karl into a dark green coverall with the Army logo plastered on the sleeve. It wasn't really that much different than his flightsuit but the colour and texture was all wrong and it just didn't feel right wearing some grease-monkey's gear instead of his own. There was nothing he could do about it, though—Army...