My name is Ken. I live in a small town south of Dallas. It's real conservative cause most of us have been "born again." I'm 20 years old and I have a story that I think ya'll will enjoy hearing. Before I start I want to make one thing clear. I ain't no fag! I hate fags and queers. But as one of my clients likes to say "circumstances have brought me to my kne...
I suppose I should start at the beginning of my story. My name is David Gill, I'm eighteen, and a senior in high school. At five feet, ten inches and about 150 pounds, I'm not a big guy, but it's not like I'm a wuss. I'm striker on the soccer team at my school and I did karate for about five years, I was pretty good at it too, so I know how to handle myself....
I keep asking myself, was it an accident really? Whoa, let me step back a bit. My name is Dean and I am 41 years old. I had, until very recently been happily married but things turned sour and my wife and I split. Totally depressed and despondent I decided to quit London, where I had lived my entire life, and move out to the coast. It was easier for me...
Thomas didn't know if what he was about to attempt would work or not. What he did know was that one way or another he'd either still have a best friend and a night of gay sex or neither. Thomas at five feet eleven inches and a hundred and seventy pounds quiet athletic who ran daily and was an avid soccer player didn't consider himself gay. He knew he was st...
The morning passed in a blur. I ran to my room to shower and change clothes, grabbed breakfast at the dining hall in about ten minutes, and then rushed to my 9:30 am class. I could barely focus on the lecture. Hell, I don't even remember half of it. All I could think about was that I had just spent the night in Connor's bed and I wasn't a virgin. The profe...
The next morning Scott and I went to breakfast together and then he had to hurry off to team activities. I didn't see Troy all day or night. The soccer coach held two practices and the rest of the time he was tied up with frat business. I purposely avoided the locker room when the soccer players were around. I wasn't sure how my body might react to seeing na...
2014 "Mom..." In a fog, Connor barely recognized his own voice. It was harsh, croaking, and weak. "Connor, baby, I'm here," she said. "I'm right here." "Connor, can you hear us? Do you know where you are?" Connor knew that voice. "Da... Dad..." "Yes, it's me. Connor, we're here." "Wh... where... where are..." Each word was a struggle, and Connor was...
I needed a break; with all the events of the past five months I hadn't given myself a chance to breathe. Everything had happened so fast. From experiencing a newly discovered sexuality inside of me, to getting myself into a relationship as a result of this new discovery. Everything had sort of spiraled out of my control. I'm a twenty year old, good-looking...
At times these past five months feel as if it's been five years. At other times it seems as if it's only been five days... Five months ago, my life changed in a way that I never saw coming. Up until five months ago I was a carefree privileged college student-athlete. When I say privileged, I don't mean that I'm just some white kid in college. I mean, I am w...
The big cock pounding in and out of his ass hole was about to cum. Todd could tell by the panting breath, the speeded up fucking and the groans coming from his fucker. Any moment now, he'd feel the 13th load of the afternoon gushing into his hot fuck chute. His official title was Equipment Manager for the college soccer team and he definitely managed the te...