"That's the last of the equipment inventoried, Bobby. You know why I stayed back with you this evening to help you do this, don't you?" "Yes, coach," Bobby, the manager of the university football team, said. He was trembling a bit and licking his lips. "OK, then. Hit the showers." "Yes, Coach." "Come here first." "Yes, Coach." Ed Tolivar, the football...
Twelve empty chairs formed a circle in the modern hotel room suite. Tick-tock; soon the chairs would be filled. Click-cock; with horny men eager for virgin ass. The main room was large with lots of southern California sunshine streaming through the two sliding balcony doors. Unnecessary furniture had been removed to create as much play space as possible. It...
A couple of days had passed since Gyllen's fellatio fiasco in the Monster District. Though he may have looked like a sweet young man from the outside, behind closed doors he was slowly but surely turning into quite the little tart, replaying the scene over and over again in his head while he masturbated for the following nights, thinking about the exotic non...
(Author's note: This one will have multiple parts and I promise it won't be the emotionally draining read that my freshman effort here, "A Life Well-Loved", was. It will focus on sex, rooted in my sexual history as usual, all loosely strung together in a flimsy but hopefully heartwarming coming of age tale. Enjoy!) Part 1: I walked into Trax at a little af...
I had just turned 30, had left one job and was about to start working for a new company, but wanting a break from the routine of the daily grind, decided to take a road trip through the deserts of Rajasthan before starting the new job. The old Jeep was cleaned up and packed with all the necessary gear, spare parts and tools to keep it running, my tent, and o...
I stared blankly at the television. It was a chip shot. A gimme. My favorite football team had just missed a 22 yard field goal that would of won the game. Hell my 14 year old neighbor could of made that kick. What rubbed salt into the mental wound was my girlfriend, who was dancing around the living room with glee. We had made a little wager on the game a...
Nearly every college fraternity house on the North American continent has one. At some it's a cook or a cleaner or a coed at the college—or a townie slut from across the tracks. In some it's the cougar mother of a frat brother whose family lives in town and who only was rushed by the fraternity because his mother was half-decent looking and put out like a ra...
Authors note: This story is a work of fiction and should not be used as a guide to the lifestyle or techniques of the BDSM world. This story will have five parts. I will try to update once a week. This chapter is just a bit of smutty backstory. *~~~~* I walked around him, inspecting his form as my cock grew harder by the second, his beauty and submission...
I rubbed my eyes with one hand, yawning ferociously as I used my key to unlock the door to my home. It was a two bedroom apartment my mother had us move to, ever since my father passed away when I was young. She worked as a nurse and wouldn't be home for some time leaving me happily home alone. I'm Whitney Wright, a 19 year old male, Sophomore in college,...
Dale was your average 19 year old college kid. He grew up in a small town where everybody knew everybody else and anything exciting rarely happened. Dale was attending college at a school that was an hour away from his house. He lived on campus and dormed with his best friend, Steve, from high school. They always got along well and had a good time so far at...