Tommy was running, trying to get away from Bobby Jones. "Come back here!" he heard him shout as he rounded the corner to the village hall where a party was in full swing. It was where Tommy had just been before bumping into Bobby and knocking his drink all over him. It was a welcome party for fresh American troops who had just arrived to join the war. Ameri...
It took John many years to come to that conclusion; he wanted to be fucked by a man. Having had his first experience, when by chance he came across Brent and found himself in bed with the guy, he had liked it so much he couldn't wait for more. But Brent wasn't the one: he was only interested in one night stands and got a kick out of the seduction. John wasn...
Saturday My name is Martin, and I am 18. This is my story. It was Saturday and I was at a loose end. I was planning to meet Emily at 6, but the daytime was free. The thought of staying in bed for a couple of more hours crossed my mind when I heard the noise that most teenage boys dread. My moms shouting up the stairs. "Martin, Martin, come here quick"....
A teenager named Ryan yawned and turned over. He scratched his butt cheek. Two seconds later, one piece of information processed in his half-asleep brain: he was naked. But Ryan didn't sleep naked. He sat up. Where am I? He was in a completely white room: the floors, the walls, and the ceiling were sterile-white, with an odd reflected blue tinge. And t...
I would have preferred to have slept in on a Saturday morning, but I owed my older brother about $50 and since I didn't have the cash to repay him, he asked me to drop by the church where he preaches in order to check the baptism pool for leaks before the big day tomorrow. It seemed that the county commissioner's teenage daughter was going to be baptized bef...
Nights were becoming days, at that point in my life. Sleep until three, not even know because I threw the alarm clock away weeks before and curtains blocked out any possible light source. My childhood room felt like repression and angst compared to my dorm; instead of half-naked guys walking in front of my door with wish-fufillingly thin towels stretched ove...
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Thank you all who have been reading and following along. I always appreciate getting Thank you all who have been reading and following along. I always appreciate getting feedback. It helps with becoming a better writer and it's always an ego boost, so feel free to reach out. I will always respond! The usual spiel: This isn't a stroke story, (more porn with...
I was a naïve first year English University student back in 1973 who'd been put in bondage and disciplined by an older, ex-cop fellow student. It turned into a regular Friday evening date, with Bill greeting me each time in his white tropical police uniform, cuffing my wrists and leading me upstairs to the back bedroom where my discipline fantasies came tr...
Benjamin took the blanket with him as James drove them both back to the Wendell residence. As Ben stared out of the passenger side window, blue eyes swollen and listless against cutting white streetlights in the early sunset, James felt as cruel and ancient as ever behind the wheel of his spotless luxury vehicle. Keeping his eyes on the road was tough, as hi...