Boy and Boy - Page 55

Some days after I lost the fight against JohnI continued my life just the way it was ever since I moved in to San Diego, Californiaa boring day on school, doing homeworklots and lots of homeworkhanging around with friends from my class

Ugh, another day at work… “I’m so sick of working at this stupid old tractor store” I thought to myself as I vaulted out of bed. I was going to be late, but what do I care? My dad is the boss, and I can get away with anything I want. I love that thought

I sat on the couch and reviewed the afternoons events in my head. It had felt so right with Adam, and I didn't know what to do. I wasn't gay, I didn't want to be. I layed back on the couch, trying to erase the events. I couldn't get over it, the way his mouth felt on my cock

Welcome, this is part 7 of my “Help!” series. Continuing on from Part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4 and part 5, I strongly recommend that you read those parts before reading this if you haven’t already done so. Enjoy..

We are getting ready for a game, the back of the locker room has kinda cleared out but its still close quarters. I am pretending to put stuff in my bag but am really watching him change. Ive been doing this for the past few weeks now. He wore under armor under his shirt the whole day

walked over to my room to get dressed… Nothing interesting happened that morning… I got dressed… Had the same… Boring breakfast as always, just a bagel and cream cheese… Was nagged by the same mother, telling me to cheer up, I only have two years of school left… Made my lunch, and got in the car

I told earlier about some of my boyhood adventures, so will share an experience from my teen years. At my school we had Jr. High and High school together in the same building, so younger and older boys mixed together more, unlike at a regular Jr

You hold your sword with both hands to pass the idea of strengththis is what I was told ever since I was youngthe fact isyou can't be strong all the time It've sure been a while..

For as long as I can remember, Rob and I were best friends. We met on the first day of elementary school, and remained close all the way through high school. We were both kind of socially awkward, so we just stuck together. My name's Jim and I've always been short and skinny

If you don't know by now, this is my first series of fantasy stories. I'm a new writer, and I seem to be improving as I go along. I know my first story was OK.and my second one was even better, but I hope to blow you all away with this one. I appreciate constructive criticism..

My brother and me have always been pretty close, you know, like most brothers. Basically if it where not for the age difference we would be even closer. im Andrew, im 14. im tall, slim body, average build for my age I guess

The taxi ride wasn’t long. Chrissy’s party was at rented a ballroom and party house near her condo, and her condo was close to mine. As we got there, I could see Alex shifting in his chair. “Dude,” I said. I put my hand on his leg reassuringly. “Relax.” He looked down at my hand

It was Friday and the day before me and Elliot were going to babysit and we were at sixth form, and you know how long a day lasts when your stuck in lessons all day which you have no care for, well it was one of them days

"Have fun down there?" my brother said smirking, after hearing me and his friend Ray having sex in my basement. "Shut the fuck up," I replied, shaking off his comment. "I made ray stay here this weekend for you. He came out to me and told me he liked you, asshole

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A New Beginning Chapter One Middle school. A confusing time for everyone. Struggling with grades, fitting in, and exploring interest in all sorts of new fields, the least of worries is being…different

My name is Devin Khyber I'm about 5'6 in the 8th grade crispy blue eyes decently weighted not fat at all but not overly skinny. I live with my single mom and have been in the same apartment for all my life

It all started when I was around 15 years old, I met Adam on the first day of high school, and we have become friends, we would play games all night long, go to the cinema to watch the newest marvel films, or binge-watch tv shows, so we were just like everyone around that age

The monkey's attention was focused on the boy's little hole. The monkey knew that this hole would be just right for fucking, something which he was trying to lead up to

Okay I'll admit I can be a pushover, well not some much a pushover but really nice person I mean should I really be labeled for caring so much