This story is not intended to be read by minors. If you are, please do not read, and close this window. This story is the property of the author. It cannot be duplicated in any way without the author's permission. A giant thank you all for the e-mail compliments. Toby Keith fans, those stories have not stopped and for the Tim McGraw fans, I'm working on that. So far under Celebrity I have...
It all started when Adam went off to college on his baseball scholarship. He had worked up quite a toned body and was excited about the locker-room scene after practice. He had met the coach before while on a campus visit. His chiseled face and masculine good looks did not go unnoticed to the horny 18 year old. Whenever he thought the coach, Coach Ryan Clark, wasn't looking he took quick...
I had worked all week and waited for Friday night. I had frozen my ass off doing construction work in Newark only to come home to a bitching chick complaining about her hair and shit like that and mad that we couldn’t go do ecstasy at some Euro Trash Club in the city cause I had to play hockey. Friday night is my hockey night. I’m a jersey boy: Horny, Dirty, Bad Mouthed, Pissed off, 22 years...
“Tell me why we’re here again,” I asked Jake over the roar of the crowd. “To get an interview with him,” he said, pointing to the guy in the number 39 jersey. “But we work for a travel and adventure magazine, not Sports Illustrated.” “I’m doing a favor for a friend.” “Okay, so what am I doing here?” Jake took his eye off the game long enough to shoot me a befuddled expression. ...
Author’s note: This is a celebrity fantasy only, a work of fiction. This story in no way implies or purports the individual’s sexual identity or preferences. I'm a 19-year-old male, 5'9 170 lbs, I have blonde hair and blue eyes. I consider myself an attractive guy. I had a class with Rex so he would occasionally say hi if I saw him around town or campus. One night, I was out at a party...
I was excited to be on the college track team and the day of our first meet I stupidly ran out the door without my track uniform. Later in the day I saw my track coach who was also my science teacher in the hall and explained to him that I had forgotten my shorts but that I planned to borrow a pair from one of my friends and mentioned the names of a couple of people that I might ask. I was...
Sex Ed was always a fun class, especially because the gym teachers always taught it. Why they got stuck with the job is beyond me, but I didn't complain. The mixture of sex talk and beefy muscled teachers in their sweats was enough for me. But one day in particular will stay with me forever... I loved my seat in Sex Ed during the spring of my senior year. The class was taught in one of the...
Part I – story by Henry I “So you want to be muscular?” the guy asked. He was a 250 lb bodybuilder, 26 years old and rough looking. The young boy in front of him knodded. “You know – it’s gonna hurt. Bad time. And I don’t mean mentally, but physically. Sure you still want to?” Again the boy nodded. The boy was called Mick. He was an 18-year-old kid, dying to become muscled. And when I say...
*Disclaimer: This story has sex between males and can get pretty graphic, so if you’re offended by gay sex, I have two things to say 1) WHY THE HELL ARE YOU HERE? 2) And that you should leave now.* Forever Young! Chapter 1 Hello, my name is Timothy Faren, but most call me Timmy. I am 25 years old and have a new job as a teacher at a local college. The reason people call me Timmy is because...
*Disclaimer*: Sexually explicit text in this story, if you are offended by male on male sex, please leave. Why Me? Chapter: 1 This happened several years ago when I was barely 18 and in my freshman year of college, yes I know, the old clique, being smart and moved up. Well anyway this was true I was exceptionally smart for my age and had decided to advance 2 grades in high school and not...
*Disclaimer: Following has explicit sexual scenes between two or more males…If you are offended by that, please refrain from reading. This is part two of a possible continuing series, so read the previous chapter. Mike awoke with an aching pain in his head. He had one hell of a hangover; he could barely remember the last night. Looking across the room he saw Jason laying in his bed in the...
Two things that I've always been interested in since I was a kid were sports and medicine. So it was a natural for me to go into sports medicine after I graduated from medical school and completed my residency. I took a position with a large university and worked very closely with all the student athletes and coaches. Oh, did I mention that I'm bisexual? Well, I am and have been comfortable...
When last we left Parker, he was heading to his senior year on the wrestling team. Our story continues … Finally I was a senior. Hot shit, to say the least. Regretfully our wrestling team had failed to win a state championship during my stay at the university. Frankly, I thought it was because we never had consistent coaching. This would be the fourth coach in as many years. There we...
Parker is now a junior at the university. Continuing with our story … *** The wrestling team had now grown to fourteen members in my junior year. Once again, we all gathered in the practice room at the beginning of the semester. And once again, we had a new coach. Seems the alumni association had fired the last one, again due to his inability to bring home a state championship. It...
When we last left Parker, he was finishing up his freshman year at state college, having participated on the wrestling team. Due to an early injury, the coach had nursed him back to health, using systematic massage therapy sessions, which included an occasional blowjob. We now continue with our story… *** Returning to the university in the fall, I once again signed up to a member of the...
As one of the top high school wrestlers in the state, it went without saying that an athletic scholarship would be mine for the asking. Three universities were competing for my talents. And after careful consideration, I made my selection, packed my bags, and headed out for college. The first week of college was devoted to getting familiarized with the campus, selecting classes, and making...
The summer soon turned to autumn, autumn to winter and winter to spring. It was mid- November when we heard the knock. It sounded urgent. Whispers came from behind the front door. We were lying on the coach, Stubbs’ large body covering mine. His tongue probed my mouth as we embraced passionately. The knock startled us. Our lips separated, I let out a gasp. Stubbs lifted his heavy body off...
Jeremy walked across the football field with long, graceful steps. Practice had just ended, and he was dog-tired. He was the new Freshman Quarterback, and was having a hard time at the college level. That's why he was making his way across the field. He was going to ask the Star Quarterback, Curt Storm, for extra help and advice. "Maybe I will be able to relate with him", Jeremy thought. Jeremy...
Willie was the type of coach that everybody loved and hated. Loved because he was the coolest and nicest, and hated because he pushed the football team to an extreme. Though he had a wife and two kids, he would go to Pink Pussycat and Porky’s with his students to watch dancing female strippers. The strippers would always let Willie go backstage as a special guest. Needless to say he came back...
My freshman year of college was winding to a close. The school's athletic facilities were undergoing renovation, which is why I had the awesome experience that I'm sharing with you. But first, a little bit about me. I am 6'6", 215 pounds of solid muscle, dark hair and soft brown eyes. I was the starting power forward on the school's basketball team, although that never did lead to any...
No one had really spoken to me since that night with all the guys. Several times I tried to grab a word with Stubbs, but he was always busy. I eventually gave up on Stubbs and turned my attention to Nick. Nick acted strangely around me, when the other guys were around he would ignore me like they were doing, but on the odd occasion when we were alone he would asks me questions about my life and...
It was August, and I had gotten a raise at work a month earlier. I could now afford an apartment near the lake. The neighborhood near the lake was in a more fashionable part of town where I had wanted to live for a number of years. I was 25, and I was ready for a nicer location. I looked at about five apartments, and I selected a large one bedroom in a three story “walk-up” just two blocks...
I met Aaron like three weeks ago at baseball tryouts. The team was pretty stacked with talent and it didn’t look like anyone was going to walk on, only two did, Aaron and myself. He had played high school ball at a prep school in Connecticut where rich fuckers like him went. OK, that less than flattering description aside, A (as we called him) was a really cool guy, none of the...
My first year away from home was fairly uneventful. My teammates and coaches were all really friendly but sure demanded that I put in the effort. I didn’t expect to have to do so much hard work. The work paid off though: I played five games in my rookie season, more than any of the others. I also noticed some physical changes from all my work: My already big body gained some...
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