(This is an actual sequel to the fictional story off a 'Hot Summer Night' which is another story I posted a few weeks ago. Like 'Hot Summer Night' it's totally based on fiction. My friend and I in these stories actually have had several sexual experiences with each other when we were young but was only limited to what we call in today's vernacular 'Bro Jobs'...
[This is a series of stories, a serial story of truth-based events in my life, before condoms were considered safe sex. This is the first as an introduction. It is a variation of an earlier submitted story, but fresh and new. I want feedback to decide whether or not to continue with the series. Now, first story of the series.] Progressive Lessons in Man-Man...
Author's note: This story involves drinking and recreational drug use. *** The only thing louder than the bass reverberating in my chest was the pounding of my head. I was drenched in sweat. The stupid-looking mesh shirt I wore shined with my own perspiration and with the alcohol spilled down my chest. In the sea of other sweaty college students, I could b...
If someone had told me this morning that I would be spending my evening with my mouth wrapped around someone's throbbing erection, I would have punched them in the face until they bled. It was, by all accounts, the hottest day of the year so far. I had woken up in a pool of my own sweat and drool, groaning when I saw that the A.C had been switched off by my...
In the days and weeks that followed, I continued to frequent the gym, but just on a completely different schedule. I didn't know if I enjoyed what had happened or not... scratch that, I knew I had enjoyed it, I just didn't know if I wanted a repeat performance or not. On a number of occasions, I would find myself thinking back on our encounter while sittin...
The blazing sun was relentless even though it wasn't quite noon, and as Curt Randall took off his cap to wipe the sweat off of his brow it was like he could hear the rays sizzling on his damp crew cut. Without the cap his skull would be as deeply reddish brown as much of his upper torso was. The shirt he was wearing, or rather the tattered remains of what o...
***Ben's Point of View*** "Baby come back to bed!" I called out for Alex. "I just got out!" He responded. "I need to shower now if I'm gonna leave on time." I reluctantly crawled out of bed. "I'd beg you to stay here if I didn't have to work today." I kissed his shoulder as I wrapped my hands around his stomach. "I'll bring leftovers." He promised. "Tha...
I was standing at the window of my bedroom on the 2nd floor of the house watching Mr. Colton next door work in his yard. He's never been very friendly, and as a kid, I was pretty scared of him as he was always gruff and growled at me and everyone else who came near his home and yard. God forbid my bike tire accidentally slip off the sidewalk and damage a sin...
It was late November in the school year, right before Thanksgiving weekend, and I walked down the hallway to my last period of the day after lunch, it was P.E, of course, and it was actually one of my favorite classes for a reason. I was a senior in high school. I was never a small student for their my age though; I was 18 years old, 6'2", 250 pounds, with s...
I woke up with an uncomfortably full bladder. It took me a few moments to realize where I was - in a Scottish hotel room, on my way to my brother's wedding. My phone alarm was going off, so I guessed it was ten o'clock, but a check showed it was half eight. I swore and fumbled for the pack of fags next to the bed, swearing again when I groggily remembered I...