Saturday, February 8 9:15 AM EST Chattanooga University Sports Center, Chattanooga, TN Mitchell Daniels "Ladies and Gentlemen. My name is Cliff Vega. I'll be your announcer for today's meet. I'd like to be the first to welcome you all to the Chattanooga University Sports Center for today's wrestling dual, especially the Wyoming State University Moose wre...
Author's Note: I am recovering from repeated surgeries on both arms to correct a degenerative nerve condition. To write this, I use voice to text software which isn't always accurate. As my recovery will take considerable time, I have decided to continue writing and give my best effort at doing the thing I love. Please, if you spot any typos or grammatical m...
(This story is partially true. Name and places changed. The main character is me) *** My name is Alessio and I am 27 years old, I am blond with blue eyes, 180 cm tall and I swam from 6 yo to about 23yo. I was part of a small agonistic team in the province of Bologna made up of about ten boys. At the time I had a girlfriend and I have always been quite popu...
There is something so oddly empowering about the way I spend my days. My name is Abel Whitaker. I'm a young black man living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. Let me tell you about my life. I was born in 1986, to Boston police officer George Whitaker and car saleswoman Jennifer Kingman Whitaker. They raised me to have ambition and a positive attitude. I'...
It was quite hot for St. Patrick's Day. I have learned through the years to be always on the alert for opportunity and often it comes when one least expects it. Nothing pleases me more that to "happen" on a heterosexual young man who has rendered himself unconscious by alcohol. So much the better if he is somewhat homophobic, not that I consider myself gay...
My name is Bernard Brown and I am a big and tall black guy. A lot of people think that if you are a big guy, then your life is miserable and lonely and you don't get any fun. That's so lame, seriously! When you describe a miserable person with self-esteem issues who hates themselves and doesn't want to enjoy life, you're not talking about a big man or a big...
Rally the Troops If I'd been more awake, I'd probably be amazed at the engineering that went into making Cory's cat—the amount of irritation Lola was able to produce was far greater than the sum of her tiny furry parts. I woke at the asscrack of dawn, for the fourth time since I went to bed, to a small paw batting at my nose and her small, but insistent,...
This is an entry to the 2017 Winter Holidays Contest. A while back, I was asked to write a story centring on "a big hairy front row lust triangle 😉 #bellypower #niche." If you don't follow rugby, the front row are the loosehead prop (with "1" on his shirt), the hooker ("2", between the props) and the tighthead prop ("3"), and are known for being the powerho...
Chapter 19 ‒ Cory Has a Posse Part One ‒ Little Indiana For reasons that were beyond me, I fully expected to jump off the school bus and find Laurel Sage waiting for me in the middle of the high school quad. We'd been inseparable my last year at Townsend, but I was going to have to wait another two years before she'd be able to join me at Bishop. I made...
The next day I was poolside five minutes ahead of time. I think the coach would have preferred it if I had been late. He seemed to be looking for a reason to increase the punishment. The look in his eyes worried me. I got the same feeling I had had in his office the day before. Even if I had been willing my ass couldn't have taken a fucking that morning. I w...