Cory received quite a surprise the afternoon that Mr. Peterson asked him to come to his office after school. He was anxious, a little excited, hoping that this time Mr. Peterson would suck his dick and he'd get to suck his teacher's dick again. Instead, when he opened the door of the office, he didn't see anyone immediately but he heard a wet sound and heavy...
"Not bad, Andy. You live here alone?" Paul sounded impressed. Andy opened the gate and motioned for Paul to precede him through it into the garden, then stood looking at his home, trying to see it as Paul probably did. He wasn't glib or artless enough to pretend that this was just a place to live, although it was that, as well, and had been for all 42 years...
Macho: adj., n., (pl. -chos). Having or characterized by qualities considered manly, esp. when manifested in an assertive, self-conscious, or dominating way; denoting or exhibiting pride in characteristics believed to be typically masculine, such as physical strength, sexual appetite, etc. Machito: adj., n. (pl. -chitos). A faggot pretending to be macho. *...
Fan theories have abounded for months. No Grindr message from Porter (too convenient, are you kidding me?) - certainly not Henry, which is just absurd. Alex? Too fresh, too soon. No, instead the most elusive test answer: Option D: None of the above. Colby. Colby from 8th grade health class, who had relentlessly bullied me. You know, despite my whole awkwa...
I'd fallen asleep again. My glasses were still on and my face was pressed into the sheets. My brain wasn't working enough yet to figure out why I was awake. The blanket was perfectly warm though. I tried to burrow back under it and go back to sleep but I only got it tangled and a thin bit tucked over my stomach. I won't be picky as long as I can sleep some...
Cory Taylor opened the door of the men's locker rooms at Richmond Rugby Club and stepped inside. The familiar smell of sweat and urine drifted up his nostrils as he placed a bucket of cleaning supplies on the floor. It was his job to give the changing rooms a quick scrub down after every practice to make sure the facilities were up to standard. Cory's father...
Author's note: All characters in sexual situations are over 18. Before I begin telling this story, you should probably know a few things about me. My name is Preston Nakamura. I'm an Asian-American (you probably guessed that), though both of my parents were born and raised in America. I'm kind of short, maybe 5'7", and not very muscular. I'm pretty much the...
Ryan stormed in the front door. "Megan is at her friends she will be here shortly, what kind of pizza do you guys want?" Ryan asked as he came out the back door. Ryan took a seat at the foot of my lounger, I passed him the phone. "Order the same as last time Ryan." I said smiling. "Okay Tom." Ryan smiled as the lady came on the phone. Terry and I talked...
*This is a continuation of "It Does Get Better." Please look there for context* It had been about a month since the night I had sex with Diego in his car. We hooked up a few times in the following weeks and were exclusively fuck buddies. He texted me last Monday to come over to his house, but my car broke down that morning, and so I couldn't go. He didn't s...
Chapter 1: I Don't Want to Be Here! I was begrudgingly unpacking my first suitcase, looking around at my new suite with utter distain, when my mom burst through the door with a sympathetic smile. "I thought this place would be so small, but this room alone is bigger than um... remember the trailer in Texas?" she said holding a box of DVD's that I took from...