I had hoped after my conference with Coach Seeman where he had commiserated with me about how badly one of his wrestlers had used me outside the gym that I would get some relief from the liberties he was permitting his guys to take with me, but no such luck. At least, though, my next team punch event day at wrestling practice was more memorable for being the...
Oliver looked down at the water swirling into the drain. Though his anus seemed to scream the loudest about the pain of violation, there wasn't a part of him that didn't ache. He couldn't rationalize that his own teammates would do this to him. Sure, who hadn't heard snickers about wrestlers rubbing so close together and such, but he'd never quite believed i...
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...
1920s New York... It was the third week of the contest at The Gentleman's Agreement and quite a crowd had shown up to watch the contestants work. Warren arrived early in order get a seat at the bar even though he had only a passing interesting in the forthcoming show. The bartender came right over with a dishrag over one shoulder, a whiskey in hand and a sm...
\\ Author's Notes // All participants in this story were over the legal age to consent. These are true experiences, although we all know many stories say that but are unrealistic. I am just writing my memories of my time with Steve, and other experiences I have encounter. Please comment/like and feel free to inbox if you'd like to hear more. // The Commit...
Chapter One: When I was eighteen, my mom and dad decided to take a two week long second honeymoon vacation. They coordinated this with my summer vacation, and I would therefore have the displeasure of spending my holiday with my mom's sister, Ruth. Ruth was married to a farmer named Waldo. Their twin sons, Hans and Dirk, were nineteen years of age. The boys...
***Everyone in this story is fiction and is at least 18 years old or older*** ***** Brothers in Arms I felt a bead of sweat trickle down my back as my brother stood before me. His arrival was unexpected, having him here with KJ and Jason could cause a problem. My train of thought was cut off when he embraced me with a hug. "Javi!" I said as I embraced h...
Conclusion I was exhausted that night. There was nothing I wanted to do more than sleep, but I lay there, naked, in the bed in my hotel room, my adrenaline flowing and my mind working lickety-split. At nearly 3:00 in the morning, in the darkest and most silent hour of the Washington, D.C., night, I heard the click of the hotel room door lock in answer to a...
All persons in this story are over 18 years old. ***** "Hey, good match." The wrestler from the other team approached me in the shower. "Thanks." I looked him over. He was thin, of course, all wrestlers are thin, but muscular. A little taller than me at nearly six foot, jet black hair and blue eyes. "With some practice you could be really good," he said....
So, on Saturday night I was pretty exhausted from all the sex with two very exciting men. First it had been Dili, otherwise known as Professor Homo, who was the organizer of this bank holiday weekend event at his house in the country. Then I had encountered the orgasmically thrilling experience that was Ivan, with whom I had shared some robust sex play – whi...