This is a simple straightforward tale of two guys who meet and enjoy a night together whilst they walk in the hills by day. It's pretty innocent and won't take long to read. It won't be continued. *** I had enjoyed a few days off from my work and as all my mates were working I packed my rucksack and headed for the hills to walk a few stages of the Pennine...
Chapter 1: The College Years There he was, on the side of his bed, half way down a cock nearly as big as his own. Just another booty call, as it was supposed to be, and on a college thirsty Thursday. Zack was never a big fan of the alcohol induced madness that normally ran rampant on campus. Instead he liked to play it behind the scenes, setting up the hook...
Mixed-sex threesomes were pretty hard to find in this new town I found myself in. Maybe they are everywhere, I don't know. Couples seemed to be more interested in an extra girl than a guy, and some of them got quite sharp when I suggested joining them. That was until Ros and John, who welcomed my interest. We exchanged emails and photos and it looked as if...
Matthew woke up really tired. It was a Saturday morning so usually he would be getting up around 11 am, but today, he couldn't sleep. He jerked off at least five time last night, imagining Phillip sitting on his face and forcing him to pleasure him in the dirtiest way possible. The way Phillip treated him yesterday, like a slut to use and then leave, should'...
I was attending a small Community College in order to save some money in my first two years of college. Classes were small which was a good thing teachers would get to know most students by name. I was a good student not an A student but close. I had decent load of classes that I could handle I had to work to pay for school. This was my last semester and we...
"And that's, essentially, what the Watergate scandal was about, as well as its numerous effects on American politics and culture." Richey stated. "Thank you Mr. Kirk and Mr. Doyle. You may be seated." Mr. Sumner lead the class in its obligatory applause, which was decidedly less enthused than it had been at the beginning of the presentations. Overall, I'd...
My stomach was churning and a headache was starting to form just above my eyes. Nearly 20 years later, that building still gave me fits of trepidation: Bradford James High School; home of the Fighting Navajos. Of course, here's a tip for the people that name schools and figure out the mascot names: think like a high school kid. Going to school at Bradford...
This story is a treasure memory. I took to the gym in my late teens, having been a fat kid. Fat kids were rare in those days. I guess that being more numerous now, perhaps there is less stigma attached to being "The fat kid", maybe not but when I see so many obese children waddling about the supermarket and I remember how much effort it has taken to recover...
The youngest of three boys, I guess you would have expected me to get used to the sight of the male nude. But my parents were real prudes, and went on about nudity being dirty. They never really differentiated between male and female nudity, so I never did either. I realised that I was bi as soon as I was old enough to learn about sex at all. There weren't...
I did something bad. It felt good in the moment until I realized how much trouble I could get myself in. I felt fine as I drove home from work and forgot about it completely for the rest of the evening. But when I was in bed that night trying to sleep, that's when it hit me. I just put my job, my career, my entire livelihood on the line for the cheapest of...