A week and a half passed by and we were planning a hotel party at one of the local hotels. We had done this a few times, with a few people, not like a big event or anything. I started to think about it, and I noticed how Leah usually spent a good ten minutes in the bathroom only minutes before bed, and thought to myself, "Could she be...?" Finally the date f...
After Sofia's late night visit I jacked off twice, obsessing about her plump, perfect ass. I couldn't stop thinking about her all night. I felt a little groggy when I got up the next morning and decided to clear my head with a run. I asked myself why I couldn't be a better man. For fuck's sake she is just a teenager! The best friend of my neighbor's daught...
It was the last day of the week, and I finally got home from a very exhausting day at school, lying back on my bed when I entered my room, feeling the fatigue leave my body; last weekend I'd been taken to my rival's farm as her slave, she'd won me after a recent running challenge. My mind recalled the recent events of my loss on the track against my rival,...
The room for my second semester British Literature class was not the large lecture hall I imagined. This being my first day of classes of the year, I had high hopes. However, my vision of a packed lecture hall with a cranky but enthusiastic old English-accented professor scrawling unintelligibly on the chalkboard was dashed the moment I found the classroom d...
I was a bit of a late bloomer. I can't even blame a strict upbringing, or religion, or anything else but myself, to be honest. I was just a little awkward and shy. By the time I was nineteen, I still hadn't masturbated. I'd heard about it, even nodded along and agreed while girlfriends discussed it in giggling semicircles under the stairs at school, or...
Blindly she stumbled through the snow, her house slippers soaking wet, the legs of her pyjamas soaked through and muddy. She barely saw the branches that slapped against her face as she raced to answer the call that was tearing her apart. Finally she flung herself at the hole in the ground where the cave had opened up the day before. It remained closed, and...
I see you looking in my direction but I pretend not to notice. I take another sip of wine and laugh at some vacuous joke, as if my full attention is with those old friends of your parents I’m standing with. But it’s not. I know it’s not, and my pretending doesn’t fool you at all. The elderly gent next to me paws my arm and asks me a question about myself....
You were sitting around the fire a little bored. You came home to visit your grandma. In order to get an early start you came home a day early. Your parents decided it would be fun to go to their friends or a fire and some food and you reluctantly went along. You really wanted to just at their place and watch TV, catch up on some sleep and don't do much at a...
The same year, the year I turned eighteen, as I remember. High school graduation was June 6th, college started in September. I lived at home with my parents and I expected to commute to Ohio State when classes began. It's not that I loafed, I had chores and I practiced piano two hours everyday, but I did have spare time. Sometimes when my mother took the ca...
Every time I see a hot chick walking by wearing a Hijab I get an instant boner, I said sheepishly, confessing one of my deepest, darkest secrets to Dr. Nafisah Mahmoud, my psychiatrist. The forty-something Saudi Arabian lady raised an eyebrow, and stared at me as if I were a Martian. I'm sorry, I said with a shrug. And I truly am. For I didn't mean to offend...