AUTHOR'S NOTE: While each chapter is a story in its own right, you will probably enjoy this story much more if you have already read the series Chris Donaldson, as well as Chapters 1-5 of Mr. One Fifty-Eight. The characters' back stories are revealed there. All characters depicted in this story are over 18. ***** A gif of a young guy sucking a large cock...
Finding myself in the passenger seat of my pick-up truck, shaved smooth as a new born behind is mind blowing. How the heck do I keep getting myself into these bizarre situations? I don't think I even recognize myself today as the same kid that moved up to the family vacation house just months ago. Since I'm in this situation, I might as well go with it, not...
I knew it was him. The temperature of the room had decreased by a few degrees, the conversation levels had decreased, people had turned to look at the doorway. He commanded respect. He'd always made an impressed on any room he went into. I hid, I ducked into the kitchen, leaned against a wall. The boss shouted at me, I was meant to be waiting on the tables b...
Well everybody you'll have to forgive me. I normally write stories not accounts so this is a bit awkward for me but there doesn't seem to be another way to tell this story. I can't sit back tell this story like it happened so somebody else because it didn't. It happened to me and I can't sit back and tell this like it was some kind of story I made up about s...
When we walked through the door, there were soft moans coming from the patio. There he is, Jay had his pants at his knees and was sprawled over a chair, with a cold beer at his side. He's stroking his big erection plain air style...I watched for a moment...he has a beautiful body with the fair skin and muscled abs...abs that carried your eyes down to that go...
Rumors were flying fast around work about him and Dean, and he didn't deny any of them, even the more ridiculous ones he heard. He smiled coyly when asked, nodded when people expected him to, and said nothing at all. Hugh stalked by his cubicle several times during the remainder of the week, talking loudly about how disgusted he was by two faced dicksucker...
Sleep eludes me, it's my fault, no doubt about that. How the hell am I supposed to go through with this crazy idea, I'm not really going to act this out am I? Hell no! Wait, I promised, agreed to go along with this wild fantasy role play, well sorta. The sound of soft breathing drifts down to my ears from the bunk above, it's hypnotic, stimulating, horrify...
Time really has sped up lately. Graduation from University was sort of a let down though. I'd built it up in my head for so long that when the time actually came, it was a bit anticlimactic. It was great being with all of my friends and family leading up to yesterday afternoon but once it was all over, well, a feeling of disappointment sort of washed over me...
Oh my god, the pounding blood as it rushes to my brain creates a massive dizzy spell. My head swims with unnerving excitement, reacts negatively. My stomach turns flip flops, I break into an uncontrolled sweat. Nausea overcomes me, all I want to do is to crawl onto the floor, make my way to the bathroom toilet and die there. Tags lips remove from mine as qu...
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...