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CasualWanderer82

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  1. A coming of age story about Oliver, an 18-year-old boy who's spending another summer with his family in a Greek resort on Paros island. But a random encounter with Nikolaos, a vibrant and enigmatic local young man, will awaken his sheltered heart and change his life forever.
  2. "Holy shit!" Austin bellowed, his sweaty body collapsing on the bed as he panted profusely. After a couple of seconds, Gabriel fell beside him, his eyes vacant and lifeless. "How can you just keep going like that?" He asked, his head jolting from side to side. He looked at Gabriel and rolled over, hugging the stud's torso and placing his chin on his chest. "Hey, you okay?" He asked. "Yeah," Gabriel replied, his eyes on the ceiling. "You never talk about yourself," Austin commented, eye
  3. Thank you so much for indulging! Glad you were able to enjoy yourself! 😉
  4. So glad you enjoyed the ride! Thank you 😊 I have been entertaining the idea of revisiting this story, so...😉
  5. So glad you're enjoying the story! 😉
  6. Thank you for sharing your story, @Jim Fraser and for allowing me to guide you through this journey. Remember, as long as you keep persevering, the love you carry inside lives on. 😉 keep your heart open and stay safe!
  7. [1 year later] "Stop trying to read my mind, dude," Elliot stated, annoyed. "I'm not," Gabriel replied, chuckling. "I'm just looking at you." He explained. "Liar, you're doing that thing," Elliot commented. "I just..." Gabriel stuttered. "Gabe..." Elliot uttered, his blue eyes looking down on his friend. "Why did you leave me?" Gabriel whispered, his voice becoming faint, weak. Elliot paused, his raven curls tumbling over Gabriel's face. He smiled and kissed his bes
  8. George is the GOAT 🐐
  9. I choose to believe so. 😊
  10. Don't be sorry! I appreciate your comments! Although, it did made me laugh that you find an 11 inch cock something anatomically implausible. (I assure you, they exist) 😅 We have the equivalent of Hemingway in Portuguese literature, Eça de Queiroz (notorious for spending an entire chapter from one of his novels describing a painting in a room, only for us to later find out it to be the entire plot of the novel). I assure you, there are no hidden meanings in my stories. I do, however, like to always leave some questions unanswered. There's just something about leaving a blank page for the reader to scribble on that excites me. Thank you again for the comments! Always a pleasure to share thoughts. 😊
  11. Jeffrey's cock as been described as being 8 inches soft and up to 11 inches hard. The reason? I like big cocks. As far as being possible...is immortality possible?...this is a fictional tale. 😜
  12. James' nude body leaned against the glass window as he stared vacantly through it, his hands caressing his blond fuzzed legs. Every once in a while, he would look at Brian lying in his bed. His body facing up, his lengthy raven hair sliding over the pillow, his broad and muscular chest moving up and down as he breathed softly, his fuzzy legs stretched and relaxed, and his beautiful cock resting peacefully over his abdomen. James smiled in contentment. He still couldn't believe Brian was there, s
  13. Glad I could shake up things a bit for you!
  14. Gabriel lay stretched on the bed, holding a book, his head resting on Elliot's stomach and his feet over Jonathan's crotch while the stud's hands gently rubbed them. "Listen to this." He said, calling for their attention. "Let me say no more. Words do no justice to the hidden meaning. Everything immediately becomes slightly different when expressed in words, distorted, and foolish...It is perfectly fine with me that something might be precious wisdom for one man and another, foolery." He qu
  15. [19 months earlier] She could hear people passing the bathroom door and stopping to assess the weeping sounds coming from inside. Vanessa sat on the toilet stool, sobbing uncontrollably. She wore a black dress, and her blonde, silky hair was flawlessly tied in a round bun. While crying, Vanessa would unroll large amounts of toilet paper in her hand and wipe the tears from her face, lifting her ass from time to time to drop the soaked tissues and pull the water, taking the opportunity to let
  16. Society is another old Tartar.
  17. [26 years ago] Seven-year-old Jonathan sat on a stone bench on the small patio, his tiny legs stretched and his feet barely brushing the ground, trying to hide his small frame from the heaviest rainstorm. It had been like that for five days, and seeing a sunny sky seemed unrealistic. But, as Jonathan sat there, his head dunked between his shoulders, a young nun walked silently up to him. "Jonathan!" She called, disturbing the boy's daydreaming. She signaled for him to follow as he rais
  18. Next chapter will be a shift in perspective...
  19. Glad I could "warm" up your day! 😉
  20. It had been six months since James moved out of his sister Vanessa's house in the wake of increasingly uncomfortable circumstances. She had begun to ostracize James, making him feel shunned. And despite the occasional intervention of Brian in the more tense situations, it seemed inevitable that the relationship between the two siblings would eventually surrender to the tragedy of their parents' passing and the pressure of all the financial issues that ensued. Yet, despite the situation, James fe
  21. [In a not-too-distant past] "Hi!" the 8-year-old, big-eyed boy sounded. "What's your name?" he asked, his small hand stretched in greeting. He had been secretly staring at the curly raven-haired kid, transfixed by his spell-binding blue eyes, for over fifteen minutes before finally mustering the courage to walk over to him and introduce himself. The boy sat on a small bench facing the school courtyard, where the popular kids played ball, and the girls wandered by the edges, giggling di
  22. Well...it will definitely be a "hard" road for Brian. 😜
  23. Thank you for the feedback 😊 happy to share!
  24. It's a six chapter short story. Most of my stories follow that build. I'm posting one chapter a day. Thank you for the feedback 😊 hope you enjoy the coming chapters too!
  25. James skated his hand gracefully over the extensive piece of paper, bearing a broad pencil in his flimsy fingers, occasionally stopping to tend to more intricate sketch areas. In some spots, tiny scraps of very thin coal would form that he would then blow carefully away from the paper and into the floor, minding never to stroke his long, slim fingers. His teacher, an elder man with a bit of a hunchback and his hands firmly placed around his back, perused through the classroom, periodically glanc
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