Author note: this story is stand-alone, but it is also a sequel to The Science Project From the threshold of my door I surveil the dorm hallway, considering each boy as they pass. Joel's gait is mostly swagger. Tall and beefy, sure, but too much a meathead. Wouldn't get anything useful from him. Martin skitters … Continue reading Science Exxxperiment
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Victory Lap
I try out for the team on a whim, a lark. I'm so bad, it’s almost a joke. Yet I make the squad somehow, barely, the defensive coach admitting I’m there only because they need extra bodies during practice. But barely on the team still means I’m on the team, so there I am on … Continue reading Victory Lap
A Fresh Start [part 2]
“Fuck me!” I jolt awake, cock so hard it hurts, and sit up and have to come to terms all over again that last night really happened and that that hot bitch Molly Walters and her just-as-hot friend Penelope really did suck me off. I jack off, then again twenty minutes later in the shower. … Continue reading A Fresh Start [part 2]
A Fresh Start [part 1]
College is a fresh start, they say. A chance to reinvent myself, I’ve been told, to forget who I thought I was as a child and become something different, something new, something better. The promise of spending time with interesting people debating interesting ideas, making interesting things. I keep the door to my dorm room … Continue reading A Fresh Start [part 1]
Tara’s Favor
“I think I’m about all studied out for the day,” I say, then swallow and steel myself. The others have taken off already, it’s just me and Tara, this is my chance. “So, uh, I dunno if you’re hungry but you wanna go get something to eat? There’s this vegetarian place downtown that’s open real … Continue reading Tara’s Favor
Until the Sun Rises
Her roommate Bethany was, amongst other offenses, a cheerleader, one with a slutty little grin and a fearsome mane of fiery red hair and a tight little pale body. She and Alicia did not get along in the slightest, for when she wasn’t strutting around the dorm room in her cutesy red-and-white cheer uniform, she tended to be nearly naked, not caring one whit if Alicia was there or wanted to have male company of her own. To make matters worse, Bethany had a nonstop string of ‘boyfriends’ who visited in no particular order or pattern, big and brawny men of all types plowing her brains out seemingly whenever she wanted. And she wanted a lot.
Carianne
She turns to throw the empty peel into the trash, and my gaze flits down to sneak a peek at her figure. I don’t mean to be a creep, and I don’t even really think of Carianne that way, but workout clothes are my weakness. And the way her bright blue sportsbra slips out from beneath the edges of her tank top, and the way her even brighter green stretch leggings hug her ass... well, it’s certainly delightful.
Zooey
As I watch, she sits up, still engrossed in her screen, still with her back to me. She’s wearing a powder blue tank top, clinging tightly to her thin little torso. She’s on her knees, back arched, ass out as she rides her fingers.
Jordan
The hot girl isn’t even the one I get to talk to? What is this bait and switch crap? I grumble and march off down the hallway, find the door labeled ‘Jordan, Research Ass.’ Who abbreviates ‘assistant’ that way?
Lucinda
She is doing a stretch, one knee up on the bench, other on the ground, leaning forward, extending her leg behind her. She looks at her knee like it’s in pain, but really, the position is to show off her ass, the butt-hugging blue-and-green-and-white fabric stretched taut and shiny, tight up in her crack.