Today, at the height of Hurricane Season, which has been relatively calm so far, there was a storm that came close in the Gulf, just close enuf to give us that pre-storm moist warm air and passing bands of rain. Just enuf to bring back memories of Hurricane Georges in September 1998 a category one storm that I sat out in my apartment on Miami Beach – but wit...
When I was in my third year of college, the dorm rooms became too expensive and I had to find an apartment off campus. I couldn't afford one on my own so I decided to ask one of my dorm mates to share with me. I lived in a co-ed dorm and decided to share with a girl named Chris. She had a boyfriend, I had a girlfriend, so it was strictly a platonic arrangeme...
***Author's Note: This is a story of Brad and the Virgin. You know: from the meme.*** Brad couldn't help admire Chad's amazing physique from across the dorm room. His admiration did nothing to prevent his curdled resentment rising to the fore. He couldn't believe he'd had the bad luck to get Chad, the guy who had everything he didn't, as a roommate. Literal...
When the storm gathered, and the rains drummed their greetings upon the roof of the gym, and it was announced that we wouldn't be playing tag football, running through pelting rain and streaks of lightning, but playing dodgeball in the safety of the gym instead. Preferring dodgeball, one of my favorite games, I was elated. A smile of sinister satisfaction to...
It was the spring of the year that I turned eighteen when my father changed jobs and I moved with my family to a different town. I wouldn't have minded the move so much, but I was into swimming. I had been swimming since I was eight, and it was my life. Swimming was big in this town too, but the town was not equipped like the one we moved from. So in order...
I was a college student; I forget the year but a student nonetheless. I was tall, lean and lanky and generally regarded as attractive by both sexes. This was back in the disco era before AIDS when sexual ambiguity and promiscuity were at there height. Late one afternoon, I wandered into a small men's store intent on purchasing a new pair of jeans. There wer...
Note: You may wish to review Donna The Dominatrix Parts 1 and 2 in the Nonconsent/Reluctance category to see what happened to Scott previous to this story. After their experience with Donna the Dominatrix, the four administrators were in a complete state of shock. Scott, in particular could barely walk after Donna plunged a huge dildo in and out of his ass...
Taylor had shucked his clothes leaving his body naked except for a pair of thread bare tighty-whities. He was slouched on the sofa across from me with his muscular legs spread wide. He was passed out drunk! When Taylor would walk around the apartment in his underwear his cock and balls would bounce around in the loose cloth. It was hard not to stare. This wa...
How it Was Chapter 2 This is a follow up to "How it Was Ch.1", so it might make a bit more sense if you read that one first, although I think it also stands alone well enough. This is a work that is not based on any real persons or events. If you are not legal age to read erotic fiction, please leave now and do not continue reading. For everyone else, I ho...
Okinawa, Japan is a small city southwest of Tokyo. It stretches out 67 miles, and is known throughout the world as a vast military community, home to the United States Marine Corps. John Frederick Wilmer was fresh out of basic training when he arrived in Okinawa. This was his first time out of the U.S., and as a country boy straight from Covington, a small...