After leaving Luke at the cafeteria, Nate and Adam returned to the dorm, and then to their beds, once again planning to take the shower they didn't have time to take before supper. Nate questioned, "Adam, you still got those napkins stuffed in your crack?" "As a matter of fact, I do. I need to use the toilet." "I do too. At least there are two of them, u...
Chapter Four -- You Don't Have to Be a Star, Baby The Peacock Inn Restaurant is down a couple of blocks from our house and then to the right on King Street, just across from the Purvis Esso gas station. King Yee bought the property in the early sixties and proceeded to tear down the massive, dark red brick Victorian mansion that had stood there for almost a...
Feeling very relaxed, lying next to Mike, my penis- flaccid, sticky with my orgasm. I nudge Mike- hey don't fall asleep. I could right about now, Yea me too. Sitting up, looking at him, that was pretty incredible! Yea I'll say. Sliding my hand down his stomach, picking up his soft penis and holding it between my fingers... ready for that shower? Yes, but...
There's a device that fits around your penis that measures the increase or decrease in penile size. It's been used in several psychological studies to determine, precisely, how aroused people are by various stimuli. The first thing I would do on my website, is prove that I was, in fact, a 100% straight man. I would then undergo a series of homosexual abuses...
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The horror I feel is indescribable. The words ooze from him like pestilent slugs; dripping from lips that are cracked and broken. Each one is more deadly than the last, telling a story of pain and depravation so deep and so painful that I can hardly bear to hear it. But I must. If it is so hard to hear how much more difficult must it have been to live? I gr...
When I was about a block away from Jeff's house on my bike, I saw Eddy DiCarlo leave the house, get into his Mustang and drive away. At first I didn't think anything of it, since the three of us are on our high school's baseball team. I didn't think that Jeff was hanging out with Eddy. Eddy's kind of a `fast lane' guy and Jeff and I have been friends since s...
As curious as I had been about being fucked, I now became more so about fucking another man. Sam had taken my virginity beautifully, but insisted that he was totally a top and would not let me fuck him. That was fine, that was ok, it was his choice, his way, but it did not stop me wanting to find out just what it was like to fuck a guy. Of course I had come...
Millstone - ONE - (Hanging the Chimney Hook) All Rights Reserved © 2020, Rick Heathen This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental...