Part 1 - Prologue, and Extending the Invitation It was my first year as an upperclassman, and I was finally the starter at shooting guard. Most of our players were upperclassmen; all of our starters except at point guard, where highly-touted freshman Marcus Washington was expected to earn the starter's spot. We had been a very good team last year, just mis...
Dylan had only one thing in mind, and that was to push him and his team to an official victory. Even if the wild applause from the spectators became a bit of a distraction, the eighteen-year-old athlete became so focused in achieving his goal that he even overlooked his girlfriend's optimistic ovation from her seat. Thirty minutes remained in the game, and D...
Late into the summer evening the steel bands were still in full song. You could hear them even above the hubble-bubble of Frank's patrons. Anyway, the doors and windows were open. It was steaming, man. Our eyes met across the tables. Guys came to Frank's Bar to find other guys and hopefully get laid. He was a lager drinker, a good sign. I was on iced cider,...
I was spared more humiliation after telling Ms. Lin from my seat that I had nothing to add, but I think she might have known my secret for why I was pinned to the desk. Class mercifully ended and I headed back to my dorm. Clark was gone but a pair of his boxers was strewn across the floor. I normally passed them without a second-glance, or with a hint of a...
I was a partner and a practice-group leader at one of K Street's leading law firms. I was 49, divorced, just shy of six feet tall, and still sometimes called handsome; I worked to maintain my muscular build, although I was thicker around the waist than I had been when I was a younger man. Matt was an associate in my practice group and a recent lateral hire...
For the next week, Connor did, indeed, use Darius as he wanted. He used Darius's relatively private cell to trade contraband, gamble, and beat-up his enemies of which he had many. When he wasn't doing those things, he was pushing his cock down Darius's throat. Darius also got to know the two men that always accompanied Connor. The pale, emaciated man was nic...
It was dark when we got back to my house. I couldn't tell if my parents were home or not. There was no noise coming from their bedroom. No sniffles or snores. Guessing that we were alone, I led Reece by his still impressively muscular arm through the dark living room and up the stairs. When we reached my room, I flicked the light on, flung Reece down on my b...
I pushed him against the wall and kissed his lips hard. He tasted delicious as I pressed into him. I shoved my hand into his bathing suit as he groaned into my kiss. I grasped his hard cock and jacked it a few times. I could feel the slickness of his precum on my hand. Suddenly, he shoved me against the other wall and tore away from me. He gripped the sides...
"Whoa, is that a photo you're shredding on your dart board?" "Yeah, what's it to you?" Lionel Nicks walked over to the board, took the five darts out, and went back to the other side of the bar in his apartment. "Peace, big guy. I was just asking." Andre Sanders took a closer look at the photo. "Say, isn't that Devin? Your Devin? You guys no longer a coupl...
Kam sat back and looked at Taylor, who was passed out in his own cum on the floor. Taylor had always been a dick. Taylor would rub it in when he beat someone at an athletic competition, solo or team. Even when the loser was a good sport and stuck out his hand Taylor would taunt them, rag them for losing, or just call his opponent a loser. It didn't stop ther...