My name is Steve Victor. A six-foot-three, broad-shouldered, muscular and dare I say extremely good-looking young Black man currently living in Virginia. This year has been the year of changes for me. I graduated from Castor Academy, an all-male private boarding school in Boston, Massachusetts, and got accepted into Saint Theresa College. It's a private, dee...
It's the last Saturday before Christmas at 4:50 and almost the end of reconciliation hour, and also very nearly the last night of a life I've idealistically thrown away twenty years ago. Most of the congregation has stopped coming to confession entirely. I've only had 2 people in the last 2 hours. I'm sick of listening to the same confessions by the same unr...
Hello my lovely readers. Before diving into this chapter I'd like to welcome you and thank you for reading the previous chapters. I really hope you'll like and find it interesting. Feel free to comment, give your views and rate this story. I love you guys a lot. Enjoy... **** The alarm by the tiny table on the bed side suddenly rang, bringing Adrian back t...
Marcellus recalled how his family was slaughtered during the Final War of the Roman Republic. In fear that the war would be set in Italy, they made their escape to Alexandria. The senate enraged by Antony's will that had been obtained rather unscrupulously, by Octavian—later named Augustus—debated a declaration of war on Mark Antony. Octavian blamed Cleopatr...
Comments, critiques and tips are welcome. *** "Why are you here?" He said, his voice low but really cold. "Tell me, what are you doing here?" He yelled. Travis stared at him without even feeling any form of fear. He rather just got angry. "I forgot my phone, that's why I came back." He said softly. "We aren't together, remember?" He said hoarsely, his fi...
I was a sophmore in college. My best friend Don who was a senior, and I were driving around in his car talking about girls at school that we thought were hot. Somehow our discussions always ended up talking about girls and the sex we wanted to have but weren't. It was just another Saturday night where we hoped, but really already knew that we weren't going t...
This story includes alcohol, seduction, and the kind of sex that might make you squirm in your seat if you're reading this on your laptop during the middle of a college literature class lecture. Pick your moment of enjoyment carefully. Alec and Ronan tossed and turned beside each other in the hot hotel bed sheets as their drunken stupors had yet to even co...
The first time she said it, I thought it was just a drunk joke. But, the idea of going down on another guy while she watched grew more and more interesting and finally I told her I'd go along with it. But, she would owe me, I told her. This was about 7 months into our dating, not exactly exclusive, but we stuck together for the most part. So, I figured if I...
I have wanted to suck my best friends cock for a long time. We used to live together in this condominium for 6 years. For the first 3 years their we lived with this kid named Jarred. Jarred was cool. I actually met my best friend through this guy. I had worked at the same place as him and he knew I needed a place to stay so he offered for me to meet his frie...
As Rob slogged through an icy squall in the dark on the way back to his dorm from the college library, where he'd been finishing his term paper on The Muffled Queer Voices of Colonial America, he took the opportunity to utter some choice words under his breath as well. "It's fucking cold!" A popular turn of phrase, notably among his teammates in JV football,...