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Please comment.. When I surveyed my list of colleges that I had been accepted to, the only thing on my mind was getting as far away from home as possible. My father hated me. I hated my father.. I had zero friends that wanted to be around me after I came out senior year



I am a bisexual man, or transvestite. I love women, everything about them. I get really turned on by them and love fucking them. But I also get turned on by the thought of being a woman. I love dressing like a girl, acting like one, sucking dick, getting fucked
Read Ch. 0 before you read this. It was Sunday night, two days after Trish had been killed, and neither the suspect or motive had been discovered


My heart raced as I made my way into the seedy shop. The fluorescent lighting was glaring, giving a stark contrast to the darkness outside
MENTORING BRANDON By Bob Chapter 6: The Big Game, Part 2 This was the practice to end all practices, or so we were told. The coaches were going to make sure that we all were ready for the game with Oskie
It was a long Friday at school, and I was glad to finally be done. It would be good to have a weekend without tests and homework. As I boarded the bus, I thought about what a fun weekend I would have. I was going to stay at my best friend Adam’s house for the weekend



A few months had gone by since my encounter with a stranger behind a rest stop. It was now the beginning of the summer, and New York is the best place to experience summer. Be it rooftop parties, trips to the shore, or just lazy days at home, summer had always been my favorite



It was the day after school had ended and my friend Xavier and I were hanging out at his house. I had known Xavier for years
Andy and Sam When I arrived at the hotel it was late in the afternoon. The hotel was a 1970's era building with a few renovations past, pretty much could be in any city. Long hallways of doors to rooms that all look alike



I remember my first times each and every one of them. My first kiss, my first blow job given and the first time I was taken to bed. My first kiss was with Larry. Larry lived next door to me and we played with each other everyday when he lived there


Hey guys! Just part 2. I can do long stories but they'll take more time or we can do short stories and they'll be more frequent. Lemme know in the comments, keep in mind that this would be a love story but of course I'll add sex in the stories



MENTORING BRANDON By Bob Chapter 16: A Thanksgiving to Remember Part 2 As I turned and walked toward the two hot guys in the beds at the other end of the room, I couldn't help think about what was happening
A Myriad of Colors 12:13pm Sunday 02/27/2016 STORYTIME: NEW COLORS (DAY1) Alright guys, I know I’ve been absent from my blog for a while but I’m back with a whole lot of juicyness. A bunch has happened in the last 2 days, as you can see from the title
Chapter 7 --------- As Ulrich gingerly placed the unconscious and now snoring Odd on his bed, he glanced at Yumi and Aelita and looked back at his boyfriend
MENTORING BRANDON By RAA049 Chapter 1: There's More to Life than Football As years go by, there are certain things that become a blur. Our lives take various paths until we settle on the one with which we feel most comfortable - if ever