The year was 1973 and I was going to Florida State University on a football scholarship. If it wasn't for the scholarship I would have been out of luck. My name is Trent and I when I'm not at Florida State I'm living with my dad Gary in his double wide mobile home in Jacksonville. I played high school football well enough that they gave me a free ride to Florida State as long as I kept my...
My brother Tommy is ten and a half months older than me. We are nearly twins but not quite. Evidently my horny father couldn’t restraint himself and started fucking mom as soon as she came home from the hospital. Like any good Catholic, she was extraordinarily fertile and nine months later I popped out. Tommy and I are the middle two of eight children; three older than us and three younger...
While I was in college, my roommate Joe was on the football team. Joe was a very good looking guy. He was 6'1, about 225, brown hair, brown eyes and pure muscle. Every girl I knew had a thing for him and I could see why. I used to really enjoy being his roommate. We got along very well and I had an opportunity to see him naked on a daily basis. It worked out that his classes were before...
I sat watching the television for a couple more hours, trying to think of a way to deter Tee from going to Chris' house, when I heard Chris' horn outside the window. I immediately got up, trying to leave before Tee could notice, but as I approached the door, Tee followed. "Iight ma we're gone" I yelled to my mom, who was probably ecstatic about having a whole weekend without Tee. "OK boys,...
A couple weeks had gone by since I had messed around with my frats. Nothing unusual had happened between us. We all acted like it never happened and had resumed our lives as normal. I woke up one day and was headed to the gym to work out, then to class, when I got a knock at the door. It was Jerome. “Sup man, can I come in?” he asked, while he was walking in “Yeah, you already in here...
It was a long as day in class and me and my frats Jerome and Chauncey, had hooked up in the cafeteria. We couldn’t think of anything to do, so we all went back to my place, since I lived off campus. I had gotten out a couple bottles of some liquor I had left over from the last party and we made a few drinks. We were all sitting in the living room watchin’ TV. I got up and put in a porno...
I lay on my bed in my black satin bikini briefs as my roommate, Mark, entered the room, fresh from his shower, towel around the waist. He turned his back to me as he dropped his towel and dried his crotch. I savored his near heroic form: powerful shoulders tapering to a slim waist, muscular legs joined to the waist by magnificent glutes. He quickly donned a pair of boxers from his top...
I swallowed the last of my eighth drink of the night and contemplated another. It was about 12:30 in the morning and I was dead tired. I decided that I had waited long enough. I paid my tab and decided to walk the four blocks home rather than risk a drunken driving charge. I had been fired--well, “laid off”--about half way through my shift. Business at Lumo’s had been falling for months, and...
I peeked over the top of my biology text as my roommate Mark toweled himself down. He was about 6 foot 2 with brown hair, hazel eyes and a body to die for. For a few seconds, he rubbed his massive chest and the towel draped down covering his crotch. Then his used it to dry the area between his balls and his thighs. He turned and regarded himself in the mirror as he forced the terry into the...
2004 everlys Sometime after braces but before junior prom, summers in my hometown had gone from dull to tedious, but the one following my first year away at university bordered on abject misery. I only come home because I’d promised dad my help in his sports shop. It wasn’t that Haddon was so miserable as small towns go. It was only a few miles out Leyden Highway to the mountains and there...
We were tooling down the highway in the early evening at a pretty good clip in my BMW Z4 Roadster when Perry started to get frisky. Perry was this hulking blond roommate of mine who also was on the football team, but who was a couple of years older than I was and played first-string tailback. I’d just started college this year and was still warming the bench, although I’d impressed the coach...
It was the water polo training after my 18th birthday. We had completed our training. Our coach and most of the other members had left. Jon told me that he wanted to do a bit of extra training and asked me to accompany him. The school pool was booked by our affiliated school’s female swim team. They would have their training one-hour after ours. Three of our boys decided to stay awhile longer to...
I had literally creamed myself almost nightly for Phil’s body, but Phil was about as straight as they come--and getting all the female tail he could handle if all the talk around campus was true. We were both attending the university on athletic scholarships--Phil on a football and baseball scholarship and me on a wrestling scholarship, wrestling being a good way for me to get down and dirty with...
I was a horny lad from the north, down in London at University and the first in my block of streets to get to college. In those days you went to London and never came back, and I had good reason. I'd hit on the girls at 16 and lost my virginity, screwed around plenty, but always had an eye for the boys -- an unfulfilled horny lust until I was 19. Girls have always fancied me, I guess I'm good...
The next day was my next tennis date with Ben. As I had thought and hoped for, after we’d played and I’d beaten him for the first time, I learned that he was in bad condition again and needed help. We both took showers, and he started back for the massage room, but I stopped him, telling him I had found a better place for him to get relief. We hurriedly both put gym shorts and T-shirts on, and I...
Coach Seeman had told all of the wrestlers that they could come over and use his swimming pool at any time, and I was so sore and strung out later that afternoon that I took him up on the offer. I knew there was a wrestling meet during that time and figured that Seeman and the real wrestlers would be busy with that and that I’d have the pool to myself. I did, in fact, have the pool to myself...
I had liked him in college English 101, liked his aqua eyes, his swimmer’s build, his brown-reddish beard. But in Creative Writing he let his personality show. He was always sharing humorous stories, and others that would be R-rated if they were movies. And everything reminded him of an ex-girlfriend. He encouraged young writers to open up, to find themselves, and share that self with the class....
At my next tennis match with Ben, he allowed as how he wasn’t in nearly the same painfully hard condition that he had been when we’d done the prostate procedure, but he did show a bit too much eagerness to repeat the massage that day if I thought it was advisable. I wanted him at full staff for presentation to the coach, so I asked him if he could hold off until our next practice match, to which...
I still felt better about the possibilities of taking control the next evening, which may be why I took that ticket the doped up rocker had given me and attended his concert. His band really was quite good. He had a large crowd in the university’s soccer stadium and it was even filmed for national sale as a video. The rocker who had fucked me had a great, raspy, character-laden voice and he...
My next team punch event day was more memorable for being the day of the double massage than for my losing a wrestling match and getting fucked. I lost the match, of course. This time to Greg, who was perverse enough to make me swing both my arms and legs over the parallel bars and then got on a bench under me and fucked me first from the front, my ass tipped up and then from the back, my ass...
The exhaustion of and loss of strength from the previous day’s unexpected sex encounters may have accounted for my tennis match the next day, but it’s just as likely that Ben was just a much better tennis player than I was. He agreed to let me try to recoup the loss and set up another match for two days hence. As I had hoped, we were the only ones in the graduate gym shower room when we went in...
Although I had several white bandana encounters that week in which all a stranger needed to do to get submissive sex from me was to ask for my bandana, none were as strange as the one I had while I was on my way to play tennis with Ben the first time. I was strolling along, racket case under my arm, when a big black limousine, with smoked windows rolled up beside me, the driver’s window rolled...
Later that afternoon I got my first glimpse of my possible ticket out of this “team punch” hell. I went to class and the professor, who was also my faculty advisor, asked me to come see her in her office after her next class. When I appeared there, she wasn’t alone. A young student was sitting and chatting with her. I took to him immediately. He was perhaps the most handsome youth I’d ever seen;...
MALE RAPTURE ACROSS CULTURES - Part 1, Introduction by Crisis by Blonde The following is an account of fantasy collaboration between me and a cyber-friend. It is our imagined intimate encounters during his student days in this country. All the usual disclaimers apply. The university I was attending was in a mid-Atlantic city just the other side of a precariously reputed...
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