So there I was, backpacking through Europe like every other early twenty-something, when lo-and-behold I got myself lost. That’s pretty normal for me. Ever since I was a kid, I got easily distracted by the most mundane things in the world, and got quite comfortable asking retail workers to help me find my parents. Even in my own backyard I’d end up chasing a butterfly or squirrel into another neighborhood if I wasn’t care...

A few days ago I had a surprise encounter with the hottest girl I’d ever seen. Up until that encounter, I had never met her. We passed each other in the halls, but didn’t take any classes together, so I never really had the chance to speak to her. My roommate Ashton labeled her ‘Triple B’ because she was a busty, blue-eyed brunette. Ashton had objective nicknames for all the ‘7-UP girls’, anyone he considered at least a s...

“So, uhhh… that happened,” I said. “Yup,” my dad replied. We sat in silence for a moment, both staring out the window at the hood of his truck. He shifted into gear and pulled out of the parking lot of the sex shop without a word. Recently I had taken to attending the glory hole at said shop, and things were going well until my dad came in for a blowie. I didn’t know it was him when I started. That’s kinda the whole point...

“Oh. My. GOD. You have to tell us everything!” Courtney said as I returned home wearing Mr. Chapman’s sweatpants and t-shirt looking like I had just run a marathon. “I plead the fifth,” I said, heading into my closet to change back into my PJ’s. I was excited to get a bra back on. My natural E cups had been braless for a couple hours now and those puppies needed support. “Oh, come on, you were over there for almost two ho...

When I heard the college I got accepted to still had coed dorms, I was pumped. Not only because that meant I’d live close to some potentially hot girls, but also because hopefully, I’d get to see them naked in the coed showers. I realize that the whole point of coed showers was to de-sexualize the human body, but to a guy fresh out of High School and with very little female experience under his belt (no pun intended), thi...

My entire body ached from a brutal  practice. NCAA division one finals were this weekend, and my coach put us through the wringer to toughen us up before the big game. I planned on spending the evening with my girlfriend Chloe, since I hadn’t got to see her much with all the practices lately. She lived alone in an off-campus apartment thanks to wealthy parents who I had yet to meet, which was great because it gave us plen...

“I’m heading out, Dad, be back sometime after midnight,” I shouted from the front hall. “Where ya headed?” he shouted back.  “Going to the movies and probably ice cream after,” I lied. “All right, hon, have fun. Say, can you grab the mail before you go?” I finished tying my boots and opened the front door, poking my head out and lifting the flap on our mail box right under the doorbell. I shut the door behind me and looke...

He grinned and took another half step toward me so I wouldn’t have to reach out to touch him. I suspected when he became fully hard he would have crossed the distance without having to step forward. When I released his tip from my other hand it fell and thumped against my forearm with an audible smack. Impressive. I started by gently massaging his balls with both hands. I explored his swollen sack and felt the thin tubes...

“Have either of you ever been with a black guy?” my friend Jasmine asked. “Well, we all know Hailey hasn’t, but I have,” Courtney said. I rolled my eyes. “Thanks, Courtney.” She was always bagging on me for not being as ‘free-spirited’ as her. “Was he big?” Jasmine asked. “Yeah. He was like six-two and played football. So, y’know, fit.” “No, I mean was he big,” Jasmine insisted. Courtney smiled. “Ohhhh… No he was pretty a...