I am not a bad person, but I can’t help wanting what I want. I first saw Darrell when our school was facing our arch-rivals from St. Paul’s High School. I never saw him before that Friday night. When he was on the basketball court, it was so surreal. He was in control the entire time and seeing him lead our team and the fans cheer for him really caught my attention. I’m not really into sports, but this day, my friend Amy...

The rest of the weekend went by pretty quickly. I wasn’t sure how I was supposed to feel about what happened on that Saturday morning. I couldn’t really get that experience out of my head. And I couldn’t stop thinking about the taste of Darrell’s cum out of Wendy’s pussy. It had a different taste from his cock; it was probably because it was mixed in with Wendy’s juices too. I hadn’t talked to anyone else over the weekend...

I'm not gay. At least I don't think I am. But sometimes you just have to accept that some guys are bigger, faster and stronger than you. Did I mention bigger? My name is Eric and this tale starts out when I was a senior in high school. I'm white, 5'8" tall, average build, who's just below average where it counts at four and a half inches. I went to a Catholic high school; St. Peter Secondary School. To graduate, I was req...