I didn't really notice Jared, he was just some guy in my drama class, until I saw him in bare feet. You see, I have this thing for feet. It's nothing weird- I mean, I don't think so. I'm not gay or some sick shit like that. Jared just has nice feet- esthetically, you know? I don't know, maybe something is wrong with me, I can't stop thinking about him now.....
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** My name's Andrew and I've always looked up to my dad even though he wasn't always there for me. My dad and I were like night and day. He was tall and built while I was short and slim. He had been a police officer for years until he left that for a better paying job coordinating co...
It's Saturday night. I'm out with my boys in the bar. I'm sipping my drink trying not to stare at him as I watch him with his friends, laughing and having a good time. My friends are talking at me, but I don't hear a word they say. I'm focused on him, though I'm trying not to be. I can still taste him on my lips from the night before, feel him on my cock. I...
Brad watched the image of Anthony's Rebecca taking yet another stranger's cock into her already overly used hole. He had already watched the recorded images a half a dozen times and yet he still hadn't had enough. The sound of someone knocking on his office door brought a growl of annoyance from deep within him and he closed the window out on his laptop. "...
Chapter 5: The Man Changed Me On my way back to the dorm room, all I could think about was Tayshawn and what transpired between us. His amazing physique, his big arms wrapped around me making me feel like I was his only one. What stuck out the most was his jerking me off. He didn't do much to me but seeing and feeling him rub me up like that was..............
Fragile; that was how Mick Daniels finally chose to describe the boy that he escorted past the rows of dark cells. The teen shuffled, tripping occasionally on his leg irons. Daniels gripped the boy's arm so tight that he could feel the heat of a forming bruise, the over-caffeinated officer stricken with paranoia that the prisoner would slip his handcuffs; it...
Chapter 1: Chris Pond Chris entered New York City for the first time. The silver train rattled like a broken wheeled shopping cart into Penn Station. This is like Disney World but real! The unforeseen dungeon pressure squeezed his skull and neck as he powered through the submarine texture: rows of iron bolts up high. Now craving the Big Apple's sun, he mov...
iv. That night, after dinner, Kyle sat on his bunk, looking out onto the empty tier. In the cell next to him, he heard the breathy sound of a man either fucking or getting his cock sucked. He lay down and tried not to think about what would happen if Tyrone won the fight tonight. Kyle would belong to the man who won the duel. Tyrone's words came back to Kyl...
The following is a tale of actual events which occurred 30 years ago. I hope that the factual nature of my story is adequate compensation for any elements of the tale which may be absent or unsatisfactory. Whilst these events are among the most vivid and memorable of my life, the passage of time inevitably alters the reliability of our recall, especially whe...
Author's Note: This is chapter 2 in an ongoing story about the characters Brett & Travis during their first year at college. More to come soon! * A few weeks had passed since that night when Brett and Travis had jerked off together, er...separately, in the same bed, different bunk. They'd never talked about it. It was as if the alarm clock going off zappe...