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Along the Garden Path (ch. 4)

8 Apr 2009 comments

It was an impressive walk to Mr. Willow's room. The halls were so wide, so richly adorned, that he felt like he was in some Palace...

9.0 (7) 1153 Reads 18 Min

Clearing the Air (ch. 4)

8 Apr 2009 comments

He felt like he had just been struck by a bus. His whole body was rock solid, as he kneeled there, staring up at Mike...

8.1 (20) 2074 Reads 25 Min

Along the Garden Path (ch. 3)

6 Apr 2009 comments

Jesse couldn't help but feel a tingling inside, as he looked up at Mr. Willows. The gleam in his eyes, the hunger he obviously had, was all there, just like before, but with a new found urgency, as if time was slipping away...

9.0 (5) 915 Reads 18 Min

Plain Brown Wrapper (ch. 3)

12 Dec 2008 comments

Turning his head, lowering his glance, he stared at the mop of hair resting on his chest. He had to admit, it felt good, and it was exciting.

8.5 (6) 802 Reads 16 Min

Along the Garden Path (ch. 2)

5 Dec 2008 comments

There was a bit of a flicker in the man's eyes, a quick glance too, as he almost seemed to be checking him out.

8.2 (8) 1145 Reads 21 Min

Along the Garden Path

28 Nov 2008 comments

The walk down the back area, towards the Oaks was more or less silent, though he could feel the excitement growing. Then too, he could feel Mr. Willows' eyes focused intently on him. It did feel good, he had to admit, as they reached the tree, and sat down to stare out the stream.

8.0 (9) 1986 Reads 19 Min

Burning the Midnight Oil (ch. 2)

21 Nov 2008 comments

Staring up at him now, seeing how his eyes were fluttering, his nostrils still flaring a bit from his orgasm, well he looked different.

9.2 (10) 1135 Reads 23 Min

Burning the Midnight Oil

14 Nov 2008 comments

He swallowed quickly, wondering if he had been moaning or worse, crying out. He hadn't heard the main door open, and there hadn't been anyone else inside when he entered, so he felt a slight tinge of panic inside.

8.0 (9) 2028 Reads 18 Min

Wasted

7 Nov 2008 comments

The sadness grew inside of him as his heart became heavy with the realization that he would not be having that safe feeling anymore.

6.8 (4) 1284 Reads 19 Min

Plain Brown Wrapper (ch. 2)

31 Oct 2008 comments

He couldn't even remember if he had made his bed this morning, as if it should matter, but it did. Maybe he was just too finicky, or maybe it was that he really cared as to what Chris thought.

9.1 (9) 735 Reads 22 Min

Plain Brown Wrapper

24 Oct 2008 comments

In some way, it felt rather nice though a bit scary. He wasn't sure himself, of how he was feeling, but he knew he liked Chris, that he didn't want to see him hurt, or upset. Maybe Chris would be able to tell that, tell that he was serious about wanting to be a friend, first.

8.6 (8) 1199 Reads 20 Min

Clearing the Air (ch. 5)

17 Oct 2008 comments

They turned the corner, to where the building ended, and a small entrance way for the buses was. Mike looked around, then leaned against the brick wall, shuffling his feet, and looking downwards at them.

9.3 (18) 1578 Reads 18 Min

Clearing the Air (ch. 3)

3 Oct 2008 comments

Mike had his blue jockey shorts on, and there was no mistaking how thick that basket looked. His eyes were smarting, as he stared intently at the bulge, seeing the tubed shape of his friend's cock.

9.4 (18) 1805 Reads 21 Min

Clearing the Air (ch. 2)

17 Sep 2008 comments

Yet, what was weird, was how he wanted to turn, to look at Mike. At the same time, he also found himself wondering, what did Mike's crotch look like, if it was full, or not.

8.6 (15) 1576 Reads 15 Min

Clearing the Air

15 Sep 2008 comments

God, that had hurt so much, that he had stopped him from going any further. Come to think of it, he had bolted from the bushes, pulling his pants up, feeling scared shitless as he raced away from the little clearing the guy had taken him too.

8.9 (16) 2283 Reads 20 Min

On The Game

10 Sep 2008 comments

The close cropped blond hair, the angular face, with the piercing eyes, all made him the total package, that seemed to attract a lot of customers. Course, he didn't ignore them, and always could remember names.

7.3 (7) 1438 Reads 21 Min

Remembering (ch. 4)

5 Sep 2008 comments

The way his eyes had widened when they stared at Rob's crotch, seeing his fully aroused cock. He hadn't expected that, not after all they had already done, but there it was, once more filled with blood, gorged to the point of looking like it would explode.

9.3 (11) 847 Reads 21 Min

Remembering (ch. 3)

1 Sep 2008 comments

Yes, there had been other men, other guys early on in his life, in his career since that birthday campout, but none seemed to be as vivid in his mind, as the times he was with Rob.

9.6 (5) 490 Reads 18 Min

Remembering (ch. 2)

29 Aug 2008 comments

He had resigned himself to that, though deep down he knew he wouldn't like it. Trent just couldn't do more, or bring himself to do more or ask for more. It was enough that Rob would let him rub himself, even cum, which was more than he could expect.

9.3 (11) 794 Reads 23 Min

Remembering

25 Aug 2008 comments

While the physical relationship was ending, he knew that he would never forget Rob, that what they had, would never be replaced, never be diminished either. Even if he lived to be a hundred, what they had shared in this lifetime would never be forgotten.

8.7 (6) 774 Reads 18 Min

On The Run (ch. 8)

22 Aug 2008 comments

Twisting a bit in the rotting leaves, he felt his mind wandering, felt a strange prickliness in his nerves, as he tried to figure it all out, to try and put it together. Why were the Feds after him, but just as important why was Old Roy taking the risk to protect him?

8.7 (8) 643 Reads 19 Min

Third Wheel

22 Aug 2008 comments

The waves of pleasure were unreal, as he felt his balls sling upwards, then fall down. He felt the pain in his balls, as the mouth released his cock, and suddenly was buried underneath his shaft, licking and sucking at his balls.

9.2 (20) 1982 Reads 21 Min

Entering the Dark Side (ch. 2)

15 Aug 2008 comments

While other sex, they had always expressed their pleasure, this was different. It was in the moment, not afterwards, and it wasn't words either. You expected those words after a hard fuck, or long tasty blow job.

8.7 (6) 905 Reads 20 Min

Entering the Dark Side

13 Aug 2008 comments

The shirt and pants weren't hard, but he was having trouble getting his socks off. He had to lean to one side, to reach around Dix's rather obstructing body, but he managed finally to get each sock off. Then came the underwear.

7.0 (5) 1642 Reads 17 Min

Making the Team (ch. 2)

8 Aug 2008 comments

The bed shook, louder and louder, and his own voice grew more intense, more vocal, as he felt the muscles inside of Bradley's rectum struggle to hold onto his pole, as it drove up and then out.

9.2 (28) 3115 Reads 15 Min

Making the Team

4 Aug 2008 comments

That was when he felt his heart quicken. Turning over, he didn't realize how good it had all felt, or that his body had reacted as it would normally to such careful handling.

9.5 (20) 3601 Reads 20 Min

Anointing of the Man Child (ch. 7)

1 Aug 2008 comments

He listened quietly, feeling his heart thump, feeling his blood turn to ice as he listened to the story, of how at just 14 he had made the mistake of telling his best friend how he had felt.

8.7 (26) 1852 Reads 24 Min

Anointing of the Man Child (ch. 6)

28 Jul 2008 comments

As his mind was conjuring up all the difficulties ahead, he had missed seeing Trent coming back. He flinched as Trent was suddenly there, in front of him. His whole body shook, as he stared up at him.

8.9 (17) 1768 Reads 25 Min

Anointing of the Man Child (ch. 5)

25 Jul 2008 comments

There was the Frat meeting, and that would mean some more hazing, but it would also mean seeing Trent again. He still couldn't believe his luck, or how good last night had been.

8.5 (18) 2376 Reads 16 Min

On The Run (ch. 7)

21 Jul 2008 comments

Glancing down, he could see Jack's head, see the hair spread across his chest, and feel the weight of each wet strand. His body was exhausted, as they lay there, unable to move, totally spent.

9.4 (7) 710 Reads 23 Min