I go to a small, private school. Going to a private school in a small southern town pretty much decides that you are going to have no excitement in your life. Our school is very small. The type where everyone is in every club/sports team imaginable. One bad thing about being part of a small school, news travels fast, lighting fast. So there was no way I coul...
I stayed after school to work out in the weight room as I did several times a week. I like to keep fit even though I am not on any of the organized teams. I'm a senior now, 18 years old, and we were just starting the Christmas break. The school was pretty much deserted since most of the kids lit out like jackrabbits as soon as the final bell rang. It was nic...
I was dreading taking a gym class in my senior year in high school. I missed gym in my junior year due to some surgery, so I had to take it as a senior in order to graduate. All of the other guys were juniors that i didn't know very well, but I had to make the best of it. Partway into the school year, a new guy transferred to our school from Texas. Mark...
Summary: White senior learns why his black teammate is so cocky. Notes: Somebody in the discussion board asked why all black guys were so convinced that everybody wanted their dick. I was inspired to answer. It's just a short story to rub one out to; no real character development. Maybe next time... * I remained slumped against my locker, marinating in m...
My hands trembled as I reached for his zipper. I was acutely aware of my nudity and my erection was indicator enough that I was excited by what I was about to become. "Calm down baby," he said soothingly. "The first time is always the one you'll always remember." I looked up at his handsome face. There was compassion in his eyes or was that my imagination....
I had a crush on my teacher, Mr Jones, in my Senior Year at High School. Every time I saw him, my cock would leap in my pants. To the outside world I was straight, in fact I had developed a slightly exaggerated and totally undeserved reputation as a ladies man. It made me laugh, but the more I denied that I was some king stud, the more my reputation grew. In...
His name was Danny. He was 19 and I was only 18. We had gone to the same school but never actually talked to one another while in school. The first time we talked was weeks after I found him on Myspace. He was back from college for his summer break and I was going into my senior year of High School. Danny wasn't a very out person, his friends knew but that w...
It was patently evident to Colonel Nesmith Norman what the nawab was so clumsily suggesting. The pretty girl who was being presented to him and who was one of the nawab’s many daughters borne to him no doubt by one of his many wives was fully at Colonel Norman’s disposal should he so desire. This had become one of the many acknowledged perquisites in a caree...
Sometimes, I feel like hell is right here on earth, and not in some distant subterranean realm like the Bible says. It's like an intense feeling , one that cannot be ignored. My name is Elroy Samson. Who am I? Just your average, everyday gorgeous six-foot-three, lean and athletic African-American homo fatale. Yes, I'm Black and Gay and totally proud of both....
If what happened to Bernard could be traced back to anyone, it probably would be his grandfather, Heinrich. He was just too good to Bernie. When Bernie's parents died in an automobile accident, Bernard's grandfather took him in and raised him without hesitation and without denying the boy anything he needed. Thus, from an early life, Bernie trusted elderly m...