"'Mr. Green, Thank you for applying to the Genetic Excellence Scholarship program. Your DNA satisfied 26/74 parameters. We regret to inform you that you have not met the requirements to receive GES funding,'" read Caleb, the third of the group to read his Genetic Excellence Scholarship application results, "I guess my jizz isn't up to par, eit...
Here I am naked, on my back on a leather sling with my ass hanging over the end and my legs up in the air. I am not alone. One is standing to my left offering me his semi-hard cock. Another is standing between my legs. We are naked. How did I get here? Well, it all started about a year ago. I was perusing the internet when I came across a web site that sol...
Curt knew when he was getting the raw end of a deal, but then again, it seemed he always did when he hung out with Ben. He had been invited to a party by his old friend, Ben. They had been real pals in high school but had gone to different colleges and were no longer close. But they were both back in town for the summer and had looked each other up just to h...
Tag is so much more understanding about my confession than I could ever have hoped for. With the sun beginning to set, he's still allowing me to spill my guts, no laughs, not a single negative comment about my deepest, darkest desires. "Here yeah go Robbie, kill it, I've had enough, my throat is burning like all get out." The last of the joint is passed, b...
Robert tried to avoid being in the same room as Sean and me for the rest of the day on Saturday. I'm not sure if it was because of what he walked in on or the fact I asked him why Lori had been at the house so early that morning, which he conveniently neglected to answer. After clearing it with our boyfriends and Jacob, Josh and I decided to let him have the...
Thinking about it, I've decided that bringing Jell-O to a gathering of leathermen wasn't my big mistake. My big mistake was bringing it on the night that Master Trent was attending. I met up with him at an inopportune moment, when he was staring morosely at the refreshments table. The table looked pretty good to me. Martin, who's president of our little sub...
Chapter Five - Old Mistakes It felt surreal to let himself manhandled like that. By the looks of it, Johnny knew what he was doing. The man wrapped with expert precision and pulled the strips of cloth over Ruslan's arms pressed together at the back. "So you into bondage?" he asked, skipping a beat and a word, dizzy with the promise of what was to come. He...
For some time Dwight had told me that when the time came, when I'd reached eighteen, and if I was still interested, he'd take me to the Candy Shop for the first time. I tried to tell him that he would be candy enough for me, but Dwight was an honorable man. That's the only reason why we ever needed to discuss the Candy Shop at all. The Candy Shop was out on...
I was immediately suspicious. Leon was smiling today and talking nice. Just yesterday he'd popositioned me for the hundreth time and I'd turned him down for the hundreth and one times—I'd turned him down before he asked the first time—and then he'd gotten pissy and I'd given him lip back and he'd pulled back a lucrative assignment. A faded, and largely harml...
What could I possibly say about Rome that hasn't been said or written before? It's hot. It's crowded. It's got people trying to sell you selfie-sticks wherever you go. Lots of buildings. Some of them pretty old. Lots of Catholic priests. Some of them pretty hot (but most of them pretty old). Honestly, most of the trip is a blur. Being herded on and off t...