Teen Male and Teen Male - Page 23



CONTINUED FROM PART 4 – CONCLUSION OF THIS SET OF MEMORIES “Yo – there you are,” said Mark reaching into the dual shower stall to turn on the left-side showerhead. From my showerhead, on the right, the stall was steamed up already


It was Summer 2003. My family and my cousins family were (still are) neighbors. That Summer was the Summer where I discovered a new me. I discovered that I liked boys. I had just gotten out of the 4th grade. I was 9 years old and I was more happy than ever to have Summer here
Dylan and I woke up the next morning to the sound of a text on my phone, apparently shifting in the night so we were now facing each other. We were cuddled so close that our foreheads and noses were touching



I was a freshman in a big city high school in the ‘70s and wasn’t surprised when in my first semester I had swimming and for “public health reasons,” all of the boys would do it naked
This a story of two childhood friends now young 20 year old roommates living the life in a big city downtown and having an interesting experience after a night of drinking….ps. the names have been changed to protect the innocent, based on a true story



It was during the spring of 2006, and I had gone to the beach with a few of my college buddies for spring break. It was very cold at the beach so we didn't do much but just chill in the hotel and walk on the beach looking for chicks
This is the first story of many, it’s a real story, and tells of my sexual relationship with my best friend. If I get good ratings, I will write the rest of our experiences. These stories are VERY progressive; we did not go far our first time



I’ve been straight as long as I can remember. Till this day, seeing a beautiful woman out in the street or wherever gets me going. Romantically, that’s always been my preference, as is to this day. I’ve also been horny dude as long as I could remember


I had just shut off the TV after the college football game I was watching had come to an end, when I looked at the clock and realized that it was getting late. Both of my parents and my three younger brothers were already in bed, and I had to get up to work in the morning
Darren and I had been best friends ever since I could remember, we had both moved to a quite neighborhood in Brisbane around the same time, when we were about seven



Boom! The horrifying and unmistakeable sound of the wooden door being ripped violently from its hinges. Daniel pulled his knees in as close to his chest as he could and huddled himself tightly into a compact corner of his room
*** Ch. 9 will be the final chapter I post here. I think I'll start posting this story on another website. Shame, because I've been on here for years. Oh well. Hope you guys enjoy the first third of Street Lights, and thanks for reading! [[The beginning is for Ms. Joan
If you can remember from my first story my name is Matt and I have a really good friend name Cody who recently I didn't really hang out a lot with. From the night where we first messed around with each other we really didn't see the other person
Chapter Two Jess awoke Saturday at about 11 a.m. His thoughts immediately flashed back to Wesley's e-mail. He had said that he was 15, about 5'10”, had long, light blonde hair, had gray eyes, and had a slender but slightly defined body



This short story is a work of fiction describing sexual acts between men and women, men and men, and women and women. If any of these are not your 'cup of tea' I recommend that you read no farther