​I’m single, Latino, 5'8", slim, 21 years old, and majoring in Business Administration. When I first moved to Miami, I felt incredibly lonely. I had come from a quiet, small town in Georgia where I had a tight circle of friends and everyone knew each other, at least by sight. Suddenly, I found myself lost in this sea of neon lights, crowded beaches, and towering skyscrapers. ​That was when I ran into Marcie, an old school...

When I was seventeen, I went to my doctor for my annual physical, and he noticed my PSA was not normal. After a check of my prostate, he found some lumps. "Jordan, there is most likely nothing to worry about. I will take a biopsy and send it to the lab to make sure it might be benign." "What does it mean?" "Again, don't worry too much; these cases most likely turn out to be nothing." A few Days Later My cell phone rang, a...

Aidan's favorite time of year had rolled around again. The New Orleans Jazz Fest was in full swing, and some less-than-ideal weather had done little to dampen the festivities. On this night, Aidan was in a chill kind of mood, so he had chosen to forgo the more raucous areas of town and was instead enjoying some live music from a jazz trio in a small bar on Bourbon Street. To be honest, the trio wasn't much better than ave...

The morning after getting absolutely railed, staying in bed wasn't an option; I had to get to campus. The world kept spinning, even if my asshole felt like it was on fire. Arriving at UM, I made a massive effort not to limp, but my legs just wouldn't cooperate. Out of habit, I walked straight into the frat house lounge without thinking about the consequences. When I got there, I saw the guys gathered around the table, pla...

​I was out with some college buddies at a bar in Wynwood, the artsy, bohemian heart of Miami. The place was buzzing, that thick Florida humidity mixing with the smell of craft beer and bass bleeding in from the street art galleries outside. My friends were giving me a hard time because it had been over a year since they’d seen me with a girl. They kept cracking jokes, saying I was either going to join the priesthood or en...

James stirred from his highly erotic dream; some visions blend seamlessly with reality if you’re fortunate enough to wake up in a city as enchanted as Amsterdam with its quirky architecture and distinctive reddish-brown brick houses that line the crowded canals. A vibrant city pulsing to the beat of the constant bustle of people seeking pleasure. The gentle rumble and clanging of a tram bell pierced through his sleepy haz...

The other day, a friend told me that the university is becoming an increasingly dangerous place for straight guys. I found it funny and didn't pay much attention to it. Some time later, I met someone. At first glance, she was a beautiful girl. She had short brown hair, a doll-like face, wore a burgundy t-shirt with short black shorts, and likely had small breasts. She had a piercing in her left nostril and piercing brown...

I've always been drawn to night, even before mom died. The city casts its familiar glow upward, purple skyline providing a jagged, neon backdrop. My canvas. The pair of paint aerosols are full by my sides. Shake shake. Lifting them 6 inches from the suburban wall, I pause. Breathe in. Press the nozzles. Sweep my arms in opposing arcs. Commit. In-fill. The familiar buzz begins in my stomach, spreading up beneath the dark c...

Chapter Two As they traveled back to Minnesota, it was a bit solemn and sad, leaving Sam and Lilly behind, for they both knew they were returning as Mother and son. Walking through the terminal to get their bags, Lilly’s phone rang. It was her mother calling, saying, “Your Dad was taken to the hospital.” They drove directly to the hospital, seeing her Mom in tears, she just said, “Your father passed away. He had a massive...

I was in my room studying when there was a knock on my door. "Rosalynne! It's me, Andrea. Let me in!" She sounded weird, like maybe she had a cold. I opened the door, and someone slipped inside my room, but it was not Andrea. His jet black hair matched Andrea's, although it was a guy's shorter cut. The guy looked like her brother, except that Andrea does not have a brother; I've met her whole family. He was wearing her cl...

Beatrice Cox was a lady in her early forties. She had been married before with a son who was now nearing the age of a teenager. But as far back as she could remember, Beatrice had always been curious about what it would be like with another woman. She saw herself as straight and couldn't imagine herself at all being in a relationship with a woman, as she liked a good cock too much. But she'd always been curious, you know....

The first time I met Terri I was blown away by her beauty. She had long sandy brown hair, beautiful brown eyes, a delicate nose, full lips and a glow that seemed to radiate from inside her. She had magnificent 36DD breasts, a toned stomach, a cute bubble ass, perfect legs and perfectly manicured hands and feet. Then I was blown away by the fact she had a cock. I didn’t find this out until I had gotten to know her, then it...