***This is 'one of them schools' where everyone is 18 years or older.*** I am an 18-year-old boy and I attend a catholic school. It is one of the best schools in the state. Most local political leaders, successful businessmen and other famous people actually attended this school. It is a well-funded school that does tend to focus the most on its sports faci...
I walked into the classroom and sat down at line of the middle desks. I was so excited, I had done everything Mr. Stone had told me to do and now I was ready for some cock! After five minutes, the men arrived. Mr. Stone, Mr. Broe, Mr. Sheer, Mr. Ramsbottom and unexpectedly to me- Mr. Byrne, Mr. Dunphy, Mr. Cullen, Mr. Black, Mr. Kinsella & Mr. Healy. This...
School was exceedingly dull the following week. I struggled to get through math and English on Monday more than you could possibly know. Tuesday was much the same, with engineering, geography and chemistry slamming me over the head. By the time Wednesday came around, I seriously considered not even going to school. What was the point anyway? I had been eight...
CHAPTER 1 The other day, late one afternoon, I was walking along a quiet path in the park, when suddenly I experienced what the French call a Coup de Foudre, which literally translates into English as a Bolt of Lightning. Of course I had not been struck by lightning; otherwise I should not be here to tell this story. Metaphorically, Coup de Foudre also mean...
Well it all started the day after spring break of my senior year. Well I guess I should tell you who I am. My name is Neal I'm 5 ft. 9 in., 155lbs blond hair blue eyes model type of guy. Well back to the story. I was going to History class like always. When I got there class started like always. I went to desk and my teacher Mr. Blackman was going on about...
‘What on earth have I done?’ I said under my breath as I walked out through the pub’s exit. I had a fixed expression of disbelief embedded on my face all the way up the hill to the train station. I shook my head in the street to coincide with my thoughts—I dare not think now what passers-by made of my lunacy. I felt dirty, ashamed, uncomfortable, drunk, and...
It was the summer after high school. I had been accepted into college, had an ROTC scholarship and was excited about the things that lay ahead. High school had been a time for coming into my own, but at 18 I still hadn't come to understand my sexuality as a gay man. I was fit from having swam and played water polo the last 4 years and at 6'1" and 160lbs, had...
Roger and Ray left their two old schoolmates and went into their room which was directly opposite their friends. They knew a little more about one another than their two friends but it was not much. The had a long way to go in understanding exactly what turned one another on. Still, they had almost four hours to get on with it before they'd be expected to be...
I'm Owen, senior class Whitman High School. My 18th birthday was yesterday. I'm waiting, sitting on a stack of old gym mats in a disused commons room, top floor of oldest building on campus. Staci had given me one of the few the keys during morning history class. Lunch hour had just begun. I hear a key turning from outside in the deserted corridor. The doo...
Damn, why did he have to be so hot? As he paddled out to me, I could clearly see his muscles outlined beneath the wetsuit he was wearing. He stopped next to me and grinned. "You almost got that last one, man!" "Yeah right, I suck at this." He had sandy blond hair, a gentle, kind face, and firm muscles everywhere. He was still lean though, and not an ounce...