Teen Male and Teen Male - Page 24
Sorry guys. Been busy. Working as fast as I can but will probably be Friday before next installment. I may have overdone this part. It's basically one long sex scene. Sorry. And if you aren't into gay b/b, please don't bother reading. You'll be disappointed
"HURRY UP DAVID!!" Shouted Hannah "ok im coming sorry!" I really couldnt believe i was aloud to take my best friend with me camping and sleep in the same tent. This really was going to be a weekend to remember
MENTORING BRANDON By Bob Chapter 9: The Game is Over I slept well that night. I really needed it too, since the game was going to be very grueling and was very important to all of us. As the biggest game at CBS any year, this year would be crucial to all of us


My name is James, I'm 19 years old and I'm from a busy town with the usual life a teenager has. I spend most of my time working and playing football with friends
The Prophecy Ch. 1 “Life is boring,” was the constant thought that went through Luke’s mind. Although what else would run through a seventeen year old high school guy’s head while he sat in English class



It was just a normal day when my friend Brandon sent me a text, saying that he was close by, and wanted to know if I wanted to "hang". I knew that he wanted to fuck me, and I wanted to fuck him. We had sent each other pictures on more than one occation



I set off to mingle with the other excited freshmen and I was hunting as soon as I locked my door. As I turned the key I hoped that it was going to be the guy was in charge of our floor that deliver my package during move in



-=Ok, first offI know a few words were written incorrectly, but that is due to the fact that I am doing my best to post at least one story from this saga per day, all of them dedicated specially to my boyfriend, also..
Joe stretches as he walks out of the classroom, finally he is done with the last subject, now for a week or so to rest out and then start hunting for a summer job



I was 16 at the time of this event, and I had just began smoking weed again. I went over to my male cousin's house who was 17 at the time. "You wanna smoke?" He asked me as soon as I opened the door. I shrugged and answered. "Sure why not
Author's note: Okay, I just couldn't leave well enough alone. This is really how I want to end the series. It doesn't rage with sex, but that's my style of writing; character relations mean a lot more to me. I hope you enjoy



His name was Mark – my new college roommate from Boston. Going back east to college was my first time away from LA, and I was still surprisingly shy when meeting people considering I was pretty popular and adventurous in high school
Things with Mark only got better as the blow-jobs became more frequent. And, just before we headed off for winter break, he upped the ante if you will I was on my knees, sucking at his thick, throbbing 8 inch cock, squeezing his muscular, military thighs when he came a big load


I was 14 and so were most of the people in my class. It was a friday, end of the school day. The guys of my class were taking their time in changing because they didnt have any pressure. I was taking my time too


This is my first time ever writing a story, so be nice. This was my fantasy during my freshman year. (BTW, names are changed) It's the 4th quarter, 30 seconds left on the clock, no time outs, and we had the ball