The following day, back at his usual post, Sam Stillwell was restless. He pondered all day whether he should go back to the gang's hangout. He was nervous. How would he be received without Devon? Would he be received without Devon? And he was nervous about going without Devon. Even though he knew Devon had no more control than he in the situation he woul...
My name's Seamus (I blame my parents for that). I'm six foot two, well-muscled, with dark hair and green eyes. I am still at uni and I play rugby. In my second year of university, I elected to stay in the hall of residence where I had been staying since the first year, rather than go out flatting like most of my mates. This was really because I didn't have t...
Chapter 54: Resonance Adam opens the door to his cabin, and entered along with Gregory. He closes the door, and then turn to plant his hand onto the door, and moved down to push his mouth against the other. Greg closes his eyes as his pants quickly feel tighter as Adam softly lapped and nibbled on his lips. Adam slides a hand underneath Greg's shirt, and...
Author's note: this story involves father-son and uncle-nephew incest, as well as cuckolding/humiliation. *** My name is Lucas and I've got a big problem. My dad keeps stealing my boyfriends! I can't believe it - every time I bring a cute boy home, it's only a matter of time before they're on their knees in front of my dad's big cock, slobbering all over i...
I The ball shot in high arc, zipped over the sunlit field, and double-tapped the trimmed grass. Swift as an acrobat, the left fielder snatched and threw the ball. Ivan slid back onto first base. Colt turned his face to golden-haired, gay Wesley and to khaki-haired, bi Kyle. "He slammed the ball toward left field," Colt said suggestively. "I guess he want...
My Neighbor Made Me Do It Ch. 6 by: CapnSteelBoy Thanks again to all the readers out there! I hope this spicy chapter relieves some of your own tension! Don't forget to like and comment, I want to know what you think. Feel free to message me instead if you hate the idea of public comments. Cheers! --------------------------------------------------- Chapt...
I needed a quick break from Matt and the gang to clear the cobwebs. This is a highly fictionalized account of a long-ago glory hole encounter. The only thing true in the story is the Big Gulp cup. Thanks to LarryInSeattle for his editing. I hope you enjoy. =============== He looked like a preppie. And this wasn't a place preppies hung out, or at least n...
I was standing over my father's grave at Sunnycrest Cemetery as the cleric spouted empty words and prayers, and as my mother wept crocodile tears into her lace hankie. "Be strong, Lucinda," said my Great Aunt Martha, patting my mother's shoulder. Aunt Martha was my father's mother's sister. My mother sobbed even more energetically into the damp embroidere...
"I'm not a deadbeat." Asad said. Coach Henry Jacobs stood looking at the teenage boy, jaw clenched, his brawny arms folded across his chest. His green-hazel eyes were hard as slate giving him the forbidding appearance of a bald eagle. This had been arguing for some time now in his office, and Asad was going to be late for his AP Philosophy class. It was a...
A light knocking on the door the next morning woke me from my sleep. The king sized bed I was sleeping in was far more comfortable than the single at the Y or even my too short bed in the dorm. The last thing that Charles requested of me before he departed from the limo was that I not cum again until we saw each other. At first I didn't know if that was pos...