Note: This is a story based somewhat in truth. * The day I turned 18 will always be a special day for me. My best friend Tyson, who was much bigger and a few years older than me, took me on a camping trip. Tyson was 6 foot 4, awkward sweetheart. Many girls liked the look of him, and they constantly flirted with him, but he never quite realised what they...
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All characters are above the age of 18. This chapter is mostly character development. Enjoy! ***** I woke up to my phone alarm in my new apartment. I hit the off button and got up from my bed stretched and yawned. I stepped over the small group of unpacked boxes and walked over to my restroom to brush my teeth. I looked myself in the mirror. My name is D...
Something came up at work and now I am a day behind the rest of the guys on our yearly fishing trip to North West Ontario, Canada. This trip is my escape from reality with nothing but big sky, fishing, and beers with the guys for a week. I just left home in Des Moines, Iowa later than expected and with a new found level of stress. An unexpected outage halted...
**Toby** Darren called during my few days off asking if I could meet him at the main office. I wondered if he was changing my work assignment. I've been basically stuck on nights since the fucked up of punching Scott. Maybe I'll hear something about more about the promotion. I've been done with my degree for almost two years and like always, 'Toby, please j...
June 2002 I met Casey at just before 9 AM. He was the last person we were picking up on our road trip to a comic book convention. In the front seat of the 4Runner were my friends Donny and Phil. The trip from where we picked Casey up on the north side of Milwaukee to Indianapolis was supposed to be just about 5 hours, so I'd probably get to know the guy....
"Tomorrow. Bring your hands around my sides as I lay enveloped in your lap. Hold me in your hands until tomorrow, one hand cupping my balls, making me vulnerable to your touch, and the other hand possessing my cock closely—and stroke, stroke, stroke. Ahhhhhhh. Still cupping my balls with one hand, move the fingers of the other to my hole and invade and stret...
Forced to suck cock: Skiing with the boys John and I worked together for a number of years, but we never had any relationship after work, we didn't even go to lunch together that often. One winter I got word that he was organizing a Ski trip to Mammoth. I asked him about it, but I got that weird vibe, like he didn't want to tell me about it, hadn't planned...
Sunlight seeped around the curtains, but Hunter had been awake for several hours. He knew there was something he was missing. Something Ty had hoped to experience on their no-holds barred weekend, but he couldn't think of anything. He'd been turning the thought over and over in his mind. He gleaned through anything and everything they'd told each other over...
The length of the trip isn't a surprise. The sheer boredom of the trip isn't really a surprise either. I'd taken this trip at least thirty times, back and forth. I leave from Kenosha, WI at about 7pm, drive all night and find myself in Rapid City, SD at a bit before 8am their time. The trip on I-90 isn't just boring. It's mind-numbingly boring. My family...