I went to a traditional grammar school and the following event(s) occurred during our final term (i.e. all of us had just turned 18 and our hormones and bodies were finding new exepriences). I enjoyed a place in the first rugby team; I played hooker, being small, and used to swing off the shoulders of the two props – if I didn't get the ball I made sure I go...
For a few years Tommy Murphy and I were fucking in secret. We were both on the rugby team, both had girlfriends, as far as anyone knew we were both straight as arrows. But Sunday mornings most weeks I'd rock up to his place for a couple of hours. He'd make us a cuppa, we'd go out to the back shed and then I'd bend him over his workbench, pull down his shorts...
I stood in front of the hallway mirror, staring this way and that critically. I had tried gelling my unruly brown curls but had looked like a doll dragged angrily through a forest so I'd washed it out. I hated how curly my hair was. It made me look younger than my 20 years. It did not help that I was a lean 5'11 man, I looked like a boy. I pushed these thoug...
It was the strangest thing to try to resume where I had left off in my work the previous day. Since about 6 pm the day before my whole life had changed and here I was at 9 am the following morning trying to organise my mind around work! It wasn't as if it was first thing in the morning and I could think of yesterday as just some fantastic dream. Barry and...
--As before, all characters in this story are above the age of 18-- I found Rory up a ladder, wearing a red sweater and a pair of beige chinos, placing decorations on his family's enormous Christmas tree. An antique nativity scene was placed near the drawing room's cavernous fireplace and when I looked at it later, Rory nervously hovered behind me. The Virg...
Matthew flipped through tinder on his phone as he half listened to the episode of Archer on his laptop. Neither were activities that he particularly enjoyed, but he was bored and lonely and when his friends weren't off with each other or having sex with their newest fling they informed him of the wonders of both. He wasn't convinced. As he flipped though th...
My name's Seamus (I blame my parents for that). I'm six foot two, well-muscled, with dark hair and green eyes. I am still at uni and I play rugby. In my second year of university, I elected to stay in the hall of residence where I had been staying since the first year, rather than go out flatting like most of my mates. This was really because I didn't have t...
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It is all working just as Rod and I planned. I was visiting him in Napier after he had taken up the position of physical therapist for your Maori exhibition rugby team that had been formed for the Sydney Olympics and had proved to be so fearsome that it is now permanently organized and homed in Napier, New Zealand, and taking on—and slaughtering—all comers....
As Benji had an understanding with Bruce, he had to become Sisco's lab partner. Just after break one day, he rushed back to class after having spent the last ten minutes on his knees and his mouth full of Bruce's dick. He walked in the class with everybody already sat, hoping a little nervously that no one could tell that he had just been busy giving someone...