The most scary thing that has happened t me is when I was cornered by two guys after the snooker club night. And there was In thinking they just wanted to be friendly, inviting me to their place for drink. I'd just said goodnight to Richard who was a little bit rattled because I'd beaten him three games to one. I had hoped he'd maybe come to my place becaus...
For me, a typical Friday and Saturday night was grabbing a case of beer, smoking up some bud, and getting into all sorts of trouble. I'm your typical good ole country boy. I moved out my parent's house as soon as that diploma hit my hand. I share a trailer with my girl now. She's always ragging on me to do better. I work hard enough at my eight to five down...
(This is my first work online so I am really excited to share it. This story may confuse you from reality and fantasy, but stick with it!) My name is Ralph Sycamore, I am 22, and I still have an imaginary friend. Well, he isn't really a "friend" so to speak. He is more like an imaginary boyfriend. I know its sad, but I've always been shy, so I haven't real...
* * * * * * * * * * Note: This is a BISEXUAL story. It has female-female and male-female sex, as well as male-male sex. * * * * * * * * * * Kyra and Elana looked at Peter and Mark in the mirror, then turned to each other and kissed. "The boys want a show." Kyra straightened up and put her hand on Elana's butt. "Is that okay with you?" Elana laughed, mov...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consentual or reluctant sex. * Note: This story is intentionally written in a way to mimic an unskilled writer though the use of southern slang and less than perfect literary style. All characters are fictional and over the legal age of consent. All rights reserved by the author, Yukonnights and submitted so...
(This is the first of a series about a single guy who gets laid pretty often but likes the Bud Side, too. A close associate at works sends an email that stimulates conversation, and a whole lot more. As with all my stories, there is no basis in reality and the characters reflect no one I know now nor have ever known...these are merely the expression of a wil...
It was just after dusk when Kevin left the house. As usual, he paused to peer through the crack in the fence surrounding the back yard of the house next door. The lights were on and he felt the familiar stirring in his crotch. Kevin slipped silently through the gate and softly crossed the lawn. Music was blaring from the TV in the den. Kevin cautiously peer...
I can not tell you how small a world is, I find this so hard to believe myself but something about this tells me that this is right and I will continue. The following story is true, believe it or not I placed an Internet ad with a good friend of mine, we wanted to try a small group for sex so up it went. Well we got several hit but nothing seemed to pan out...
Epilogue The man had his back turned, watching something intently across the vast expanse of water. The waves crashed against the stony shore, but it didn't look like he minded. He was wearing warm clothes, and the weather, cloudy and bent on nothing good, didn't seem to faze him. Johnny was holding Ruslan's hand in his, and he could feel a small tremble i...
Scott didn't care about rodeo. Didn't care about ranching or farming or none of that, neither. He was a freshman, and Dare was a sophomore, and they was both taking this class, this Spanish class, because you had to take a foreign language, and Spanish was easier than French. Well, that's why Dare was taking it, anyhow. Scott just wanted to learn. He wanted...