Reluctance - Page 64



“Don't be mad, okay?” “Holly no. Tell me you didn't.” “He asked me out, what was I supposed to say?” “How about 'no' for starters?” “Riley, I'm seventeen. Don't you think I'm old enough to go on a real date?” “A real date, yes. With him? No
I wanted to relay a story that occurred a little while ago. I was out of town and while out I was contacted on my account from a hook-up site by a young couple (husband) that I had been emailing with for awhile
Lenny hated being such an outcast at school. Fallow State College was nothing like he imagined it would be like. It felt like high school all over again and he once again was the total geek who no one else wanted to talk to. Well except when they needed help with their studies
Paul slept better that night than he had since his transformation. For the first time there was light at the end of the tunnel. It was just after eight in the morning that Paul woke up. It was very quiet in the apartment. Michael wasn't up yet
It was cold, it had been warm when she had left the house that afternoon, but now that it had started to grow dark, the chill really set in. She felt underdressed, exposed. It had been a long day, she was tired and could feel the slight haze of alcohol



Hi everyone, this is my first story so please support and give your valuable feedback. My name is Angad, I am 18 years old, 5:11 Indian guy, dark hair, green eyes, fair and very atheletic. My cock is 6.5/7 inches and relatively thick and this is the story of how I lost my virginity
After Tomiko finished dinner, she staring at her laptop. The program was up, but she hadn’t decided what she wanted to do



*This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any person living in the past or present is purely coincidental.* The CCD stood for “Community Center Dance”, which was exactly what it sounded like



Clara arrived at church one hour before service start time as she had been instructed by the priest. She crept in slowly; unsure of what would be waiting for her
MAN-HANDLED IN PRISON Part 2 It is important to understand that even though I consider myself Bi, this story is about my introduction to male bonding per say. It is the intimate details between my 37yr old cell mate and myself at 22


I thought I was dreaming. I thought I had died and an Angel had come to fetch me to heaven. My cock was alive, rearing, throbbing as soft lips enfolded it and soft tongue flicked this way and that up my shaft and saliva dripped onto my balls. My heart pounded, painfully so
Zzzzzzzt. Zzzzzzt. Zzzzzt I lazily reached out and picked up the phone. It was my friend, Will. "Hey listen, Mike, I need to tell you something urgently, can I come over?" "Yeah, come round any time man, I'm home tonight" I sat back and carelessly wondered what he wanted



(Based on w1dmg’s “Adam” series, with permission from the author.) *************************************************** "Well I'm not doing any better," I told Megan. "Ich sprecha Deutsch, NOT." Megan and I had just started our Sophomore year of college
Okay, I’ve had some comments saying that they though I changed Josh and he’s way too cocky. Let me clear all those issues up. That’s Josh’s character. He’s cocky and you’ll just have to get to know the characters



Several years had passed since my last story took place. I was in my early 20s and had been dating quite a lot of women