My name is Edmond LaPierre. I'm a tall, good-looking black man of Haitian origin living in Massachusetts. Friends call me The Stick Man because I am extremely thin and rather tall. At six feet seven inches, I weigh about one hundred and eighty pounds. And to top things off, I am someone who leads many lives. By day, I am the president of the Andover Institut...
**** CHAPTER 4 **** I thrust forward a final time, grunting my orgasm into Karolina's ear as a quart of spunk flowed out of me and into her sucking pussy. The gorgeous and famous celebrity athlete I'd only met just last night clutched at me with all four limbs, holding me tightly as if she never, ever wanted to let me go. She crooned her own climax into my...
My name is Mark. I'm a fairly typical teenager. I'd like to think that my distinguishing characteristics, compared to the average teenage guy, are that I'm a little cuter (so several girls have told me, anyway), I'm in a little better shape (I'm in an essentially all year round track club and do both the 1500 hundred meters and the broad jump), I'm a little...
**** CHAPTER 3 **** Asher and I left the twins mostly naked and unconscious, although we were gentlemen enough to put them in bed and cover them with blankets. We then left the bedroom and collected our gold medals to wide-eyed looks from the four Brazilian volleyballers who had been listening to every scream and orgasmic shriek within. One of the girls wa...
My name is Jackson Leroy III. I'm a young Black man originally from Boston currently living in rural Virginia. I'm a student at the Fraser Institute of Technology. It's a small, four-year private technical college with only about thirty eight hundred students. I found out about them my senior year of high school. I attended Saint Paul Academy, an all-male Ca...
Part Three The Revenge of Cody Thanks to HeyAll for the edit. Thomas Edward Scott, former Olympian, current head coach of the Ronald Reagan High School swim team (Reagan's Razors), knifed through the water with the ease of a shark. I still got it. His body parted the water as if it were air. Coach Scott took great pride in his body. A lot of it . . . too...
Elizabeth here: this story has choking and related acts, just a heads up. Enjoy! ~~~~~ ~~~~~ Although his new piano album got no sales for its first week, Augustine was still happy when his girlfriend Amy won a silver medal for the 1500 meter race in the Summer Olympics. He had just moved in with Amy at her house in Denver. Although he was a software deve...
Author's Note: This story takes place on the same day as my other story, "Getting Ahead in Washington." ***** B's voice greeted Claire energetically, but also sent her straight into her office. No time to waste. Got to hit her morning quota. "Welcome back. Gary from GetAhead Cash on line 2. I promised him ten minutes this morning, first thing." Claire t...
This story contains foot worship that you may not enjoy reading about. If so, please listen to the authority figure watching this story develop telling you, "Move on! Nothing to see here! Just move on!" Thank you! But, if you do choose to read this, please let me know what you think of it in a public comment (preferably) or in a private message to me. Agai...
The Olympic sport of shot put is an athletics (track and field) event involving throwing (putting) a heavy metal ball, also called the shot, as far as possible. Competitors take their throw from inside a circle 2.1 metre (7 feet) in diameter. They must rest the shot put in between the neck and shoulder, and push their throwing arm straight when they throw. T...