So many of you probably know of my friend Cody. You've probably read his story about our encounters. As much as I enjoyed being with him, I don't really like him advertising our time together. Don't get me wrong I love the story and I think it's so hot, but there's something about publishing sex so that everyone can see that just freaks me out. A while ago I...
I was walking around the pond by my house. The sun was shining and it was a very hot day. As I came over the bridge I noticed my school's soccer team was practicing at the soccer fields. There were about 25 of them , all hot and sweaty. But I only cared about one of them. Jason Little was running across the field to get a drink of water as I sat down on one...
My name is Joe and I am 19 years old and in the last year of high school studying hard as I really wanted to go to university. I worked hard at school and was achieving the grades that I needed. One of the subjects I was studying was Geography. As part of the course, we had to go on a field trip for 1 week and would be staying in a youth hostel in small dorm...
This is a first attempt at a dual POV story and involves my fantasy about a real person, but names have been changed to prevent getting busted somehow. Be kind. 8 Years Ago Me: I had nothing to do on a Sunday, no games or practices and I had a message from Leslie that her son Joey's club soccer team was playing at the complex near me. Joey played for the...
Chapter Three -- Whatever Cory Wants Dusk stole over the roofs and treetops. The stark tree branches etched into the shades of pink and orange that broke over the horizon, painting the clouds before bleeding back into the dark. Sounds of life rose despite the chill in the air—the rustle and call of winter birds, the foraging and chittering of squirrels—all...
The champion soccer player for the night, all decked out in his silks and his team-color knee-high socks, left his basement apartment in the old row house and strutted down St. Phillip and across Basin Street and North Rampart, into New Orleans' French Quarter. He held his head high, his chest out, his tight butt tucked in, and his basket thrusting out in fr...
I run my own demo and remodeling business. I like working for myself; I live in an area that sees lots of remodels so I'm kept busy. My wife and I have been together ten years; two kids under five keep us hopping. I work long hours, but take breaks to come home for dinner or bedtime. When a clerical error cost me a few months without insurance for the worksi...
(All main characters are over the age of 18) * As soon as I got back to the room, I screamed. I was just so frustrated at the coach, and the school and everybody. I needed to vent my anger and frustration. I felt like crying. The soccer team had been one of the only constant things in my life, and I didn't know what I was going to do now that it was no lon...
Jason had left my house, and a very special gift for me to remember him by. Although his stinky underwear and socks were sufficient, he left his phone number as well. This meant that he wanted to see me again. And of course I wanted to see him. I quickly picked up my phone and entered in his number. I texted him: Me: Jason. Hey! It's me, Cody. He didn'...
More out of lack of ambition and the need to get out of the office for a while, I walked into Jeremy's, the clothing store near my office to see what was around. As it is a designer outlet store, sometimes you find wonderful clothes and sometimes you don't find anything. I'd been sort of dumped earlier that day, by Instant Messenger, by a guy who is intelli...