Being sixteen, I was always the average teenage boy. Hell, a gust of wind would give me a boner. But ever since my experience with my best friend Chris, I've been thinking more and more about sex. I didn't just start looking at Chris in different ways. I started looking at everyone in different ways. True, I was a closeted bi. Chris was the only one that knew. But I know what was on every guy's mind. Sex. They would fuck...

I'm Nick. I have auburn hair and hazel green eyes. My best friend is Chris. He has light brown hair and blue eyes. Our story started when we were sixteen. We had a similar build. We both had creamy skin and stood tall at 5'8" (tall for sixteen anyway). We had other friends and all, but we were always inseparable. We both had six packs, and as far as I was concerned, fairly endowed dicks. From what he told me, his was 7.5...

It was just another school day as I walked out of my AP English class. As always it was a bore and I was eager to get to homeroom and see my friends. In my rush to arrive on time, I'd completely forgotten to take the long route to my homeroom and as I feared, I saw Chandler Wilkins coming down the hall. Chandler was the most popular girl in our school. Every girl wanted to be her and every guy wanted to be with her. She m...

Alexander James paced the corridor outside the headmaster's office, waiting to be seen. It was an ashen-faced Mr. Norris, his form teacher, who'd silently passed the meeting note to him in class that said Mr. Hampton wanted to see him.St. Mary's was unique among English all-boys sixth forms in its selection process. All young men must be, as well as hard workers, in the very best physical condition. As well as an entrance...

“There are many perks in my senior position…” After Dane and I made rough love hours ago, I couldn't help but feel excited and strangely relieved after those passionate words drooled from my lips: I love you. As his sphincter stretched so lovingly to take my body into his, I was left in awe and amazement. He was bottling up such fervent sexual energy that shouldn't be wasted, instead be released twirling around the steamy...

The humiliation of lying almost bare, over this good-looking stranger’s lap with her skirt raised high like a little girl being punished by her mom, was intense. Having to count out her own spanks overcame her with shame. At least when she was spanked at home, that never occurred. Bob Perkins started the slaps again, still nice and slow, once again allowing each spank to be fully appreciated by Missy’s tender buns before...

Missy’s mom, Denise Johnston, had just upset her daughter’s world. They were moving at the end of the month, two counties over, to a new school district; one well known for turning out well-behaved and productive graduates. Missy’s dad had died eight years ago, when she was ten. He had handled the domestic discipline as needed until that point. At those tender years, all it took was the announcement of a spanking and two...

I'm not a wild man and I don’t think I've ever done anything spontaneous before. I've been a school bus driver at Lakewind High School District for seven years. Between our four high schools, I've been driving for Lakewind and Heeler High Schools for five years. That job was to keep myself busy after I retired from my huge position at UPS for accounting at their headquarters in Englewood Cliffs, New Jersey. I'm sixty-four...

The administrative duties of Bonnie Anderson, the strikingly attractive 41-year-old principal at Middlesex High, were starting to pile up. Late last week she had to send two recalcitrant students to the dean for a spanking. Determining who needed a good spanking might seem like a simple task, but Miss Anderson had to investigate the problems, interview the students and teachers involved and decide on the proper punishment...

Bonnie Anderson was the very domineering principal of Middlesex High, a well known all girls school in a large southern city. The school had a fine reputation for turning out well-behaved graduates that both their families and the community could be proud of. Many young women, not thrilled with that reputation, went there because their parents were attracted to the discipline Miss Anderson offered. Many of their mothers h...

"Sure, Mom. It's not a problem. I can stop by on my way home from the gym." I hang up the phone with my mom and climb into my car. The first thing I do is blast the air conditioning. The radio clicks on and Marvin Gaye's voice croons over the speakers - 'Sexual Healing.' Ugh. I could use a little sexual healing. It's been a while since I was last fucked. I lost my virginity to Derek Marshall on my 17th birthday and we had...

Cynthia Fergus was divorced; unfortunately for her she had signed a pre-nuptial agreement. She had married Mark Higgins straight out of college. He was a lawyer nearly twice her age, who had swept her off her feet by treating her like the princess, every gal wants to be. That and they fucked like animals. Promising her a secure life of leisure she accepted his proposal. Over the twelve years Cynthia put in the marriage Ma...