Chapter 11: Troubled Waters Monday morning when Emily and I headed out the door Rob was in the driveway. Getting out of his truck he grabbed his backpack and helped me down the porch. "I'm going to drive y'all in your Jeep until you're better Bobby." I handed him my keys as he guided me to the passenger seat which he slid up so Emily could hop in the back...
My name is Alex Givet, I'm 23 with only a mother and a sister left, I have my Masters and just graduated a few months ago. I was born and raised in Chicago, taught to treat everyone equally and with respect. Too bad that once someone loses my respect they get the mean side of me, but we'll come to that later. Unfortunately not everyone was raised with the sa...
The coach and Male Logic are irresistible to shy students Practically since the day I graduated, I've worked as a PE teacher and coach at *** University, one of the oldest in the South. I've always enjoyed sports. Love coaching. And something else: I never can get enough of young meat. College coaching is the best setup--all the students are over 18 (t...
CHAPTER 2: ABREACTION The night Coach Henry Jacobs of Jefferson Davis High was living out his fantasies with Asad Udovicic, the school's star quarterback, Anthony Breslin had been the same thing he was doing now- furiously masturbating to his own. On the whole, Anthony's erotic longings were quite a few shades less disturbing than the Coach's. Breslin ha...
Disclaimer: All characters are 18+ *Johnny* Hey guys I'm Johnny. I need to tell you what happened between me and the highschool quarterback Caleb. He and I had known eachother since grade 3 when he moved to town. We had been good friends, but as we grew up, he became more popular. While we didn't do much anymore he was always nice and never picked on me....
(Warning: Story will feature heavy Homosexual Themes and Explicit Content.) (Warning: Some chapters have altered text and interactions depending on the score) "Come on the field" Coach shouted at the group of college students. "There is no way you lil' bitches are gonna make regionals with the sloppy behavior I saw last night." Coach was...
Sunday September 12 1988 11:10 pm Rock You Like A Hurricane. He can't dig me. He can't. Not a gorgeous hunk like him with every girl in school crawling all over him. Not just the sluts. All the girls want him. Even some of the teachers check out his ass when he walks by. He doesn't want me. He's just teasing me, playing a game with me because he caught m...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. Sitting on the ground with some privacy granted by the picket fence, John seemed to be resting comfortably, snoring lightly, but not loudly enough to attract the attention of anyone passing by. I hadn't seen or heard anything more from Bert and his girl, whom I suspected might ver...
SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 22 Sandy stood up, walked around the bed, and bent over Bill. "It's your turn." She pulled Bill to his feet and kissed him. He kissed her back. "You like that," she said. "Guess I do." She kissed him again. "You guess?" "All right. Kissing you feels good. As good as kissing a guy. Better than some guys." "You like playing with my ti...
Okay so I did a little experimenting when I was younger but I had already made up my mind that no matter what, it wouldn’t happen again. I figured it this way- Andy was my best friend and I didn’t want anything to come between our friendship. I was still living at home at the time so I figured that as long as Andy and I weren’t alone we didn’t have to talk...