Nerys hung her arm out of the window of her old ford car and tapped the battered side in time to the music booming from her radio. The air was humid and the traffic jam ran for many miles in front and behind her. Sighing she ran her hands through her long dark hair and shook it out behind to try and cool herself down. Suddenly several motor bikes speed past her stationary car, throwing up a load of dust from the dry track. Swearing, she wiped the dust out of her clear blue eyes. This was just taking the piss. Here she was stuck in the middle of a traffic jam in the middle of Brazil and she was getting just a little bit annoyed. Alright she was Click to read more
GET UP, BILLY!!”
”MOM, I’M 19 YEARS OLD, TREAT ME LIKE IT!!”
Great, time to get up again. First of all let me introduce myself. My given name is John but everyone but my mother calls me Bill who calls me Billy. Not that I don’t mind being called Billy it is just that it annoys me sometime when she repeatedly reminds me of my childhood, which for the most part was not so great. For the most part, I think of myself as an outgoing, happy kid who tends to get along with anyone but in reality, I am the chubby, meek adolescent who prefers to stay in the background of life. If you were to see me at my school, you would probably Click to read more
I showed up at school the next morning, and for the first time I felt good about myself. My friend Mindy, once just my ”buddy” now desperately wanted to be my ”fuck buddy”. On top of that, for the first time I started to think that maybe I actually could hook up with Amy, the girl I dreamed about.
Life was good, until I got a sudden reminder that my world hadn’t really changed that much. A bunch of jocks were waiting by my locker, ready to pick on me before classes started. One of them was Rick, the guy who was taking Amy to homecoming in a week.
It was all pretty routine stuff. They wanted to push me around a little, Click to read more
The following afternoon after school was like a lot of my afternoons through the rest of our senior year: Mindy and I went straight to her parent’s house where nobody was home and she’d suck my cock. For the rest of the year, even when she had boyfriends, I stuck it down her throat several times a week.
We were still ”just friends”, but a new understanding of what our relationship was quickly developed. We still acted the same way when other people around, but in private she was my slut.
What I’m thinking about today is the first time she sucked my cock. It was still about a week before homecoming and the day after Click to read more
It was an after work party at a local pub and I’d imbibed more than my share of the local brew. My tongue was loose and my self control less then. I’d migrated over to a group of co-workers discussing office politics when a slightly off-color remark caused me to deliver a quick pun filled one-liner. The group fell apart in near hysterics. As we slowly recovered what little dignity we had left I ordered a fresh pint. I had to reach through the group to get it when I felt a woman lean close to my left ear.
“Pretty nimble with the words there. That was amazing.” Her voice was pitched low and conspiratorial. I spoke out of the side of my mouth to Click to read more
Jason Miller loved to daydream. He was always sitting in class, as his teachers would ramble on about hypotenuses, mixtures and suspensions or Greek mythology. While most of the teachers liked him, he never seemed to apply himself properly to his homework, choosing to blow it off until the last second when he scribbled in answers one minute before the bell rang on the due date. Surprisingly enough, he passed most of his classes with flying colors, getting A’s and B’s on his final exams and graduating high school without a problem. He had always been an outcast from the rest of the students, choosing not to go to the ceremony (at the Click to read more
I love the fresh air.
I didn’t care if my room was cold almost all the time, I just hated stuffiness. I also hated the sound the bathroom ceiling fan made so whenever I took a shower, I made sure that it was off, and the window was wide open. I don’t use a shower curtain, either since that just traps all the hot, steamy air in with me, and I feel like I can’t breathe. No water gets on the floor because all I do is just angle the shower nozzle away from me. Problem solved.
Now, you can’t blame a young man of my age for blowing off a little steam in the shower. Or more accurately, releasing some… sexual pressure. Especially Click to read more
It’s Not Like It’s Real Sex
Melissa Andrews and James Fortune were 18 years old. They had been so for a number of months. Even longer than they had been dating. It had only been about a couple of months since they started dating. In any case, they were now seeing each other quite a bit. They would ensure to spend time at least three school nights together. Their parents both insisted that they not spend every night together. They were frankly concerned that Melissa and James were going too fast, although their effort to constrain them probably had the opposite effect of keeping the passion fires burning. Absence does make the heart Click to read more