The summer after my seventeenth birthday, and after all those hot times in the shower with Mike, my parents decided the family (the parents, me, and my fifteen-year-old sister) would have a resort holiday together. They figured it was likely the last time we’d do that since I’d be eighteen by next year and have other interests (how true)! We had fine rooms in a nice beachfront all-inclusive hotel, and we actually had a gr...

I’d spent an hour or more in the gym, my attention on this young maybe 19 year old slim Adonis, my eyes roaming over his skin tight leggings, admiring the deep curve of his ass, and the visible outline of his cock. After he caught me looking a few times in the wall to wall mirrors, I realised he was flirting with me. The way he stood and bent while he worked the weights, his leggings strained over his buttocks, his legs a...

Early September came around soon enough and I was back at school, in what they call the Lower Sixth Form in the UK, equivalent to a Junior in the US (more or less). I'd spent all but a few days of the holidays with my family, which was OK but not where a sixteen-year-old with a newly discovered sex drive wanted to be. Since I'd left school in July, I had lost touch with Roberts, and I missed our Sunday afternoon sessions...

You'll have heard many tales of the goings-on at English boarding schools. I'm here to tell you there's a lot of truth to those tales. I went to an all-male boarding school many years ago. It was okay most of the time, but life got a lot more interesting when I turned sixteen, and moved up to the Senior House, a separate boarding house for the older three years of school life, where 100 hormone-drenched teenagers lived in...