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Spring Semester I was quite pleased with my grades from the fall semester, which were A’s in 14 credit hours and one lone B in Intro to Biology, a 4-credit course mostly due to some issues in lab work. My 3.61 GPA was good enough to put me on the dean’s list and to get me into a top-flight graduate school someday if I could maintain it. It was certainly good enough to keep me eligible to play a varsity sport such as baseball. It was also good enough to qualify me for a lot of scholarship
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An Unusual Suggestion After he got us beers, Coach Jordan and I sat on the sofa against each other as we recovered from our spectacular coupling. I noticed there was not a big romantic act or declaration, which simultaneously disappointed me and relieved me. “Jody, you are one hellaciously incredible bottom boy!” “Thanks, I think.” “That’s definitely a compliment. You took a long and heavy pounding without any apparent discomfort. Most guys would not have gone the distanc
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A Rendezvous with a Ravenous Coach The address Coach Jordan had written on the back of his card was a two-story row house on the end of a red brick building containing six houses. All the trees and shrubs looked very young and I wondered how long he had lived here. My Timex showed I was 13 minutes early, which was due to my excitement, no doubt, so I sat in the Bonneville Len had graciously loaned me for the visit. After a couple of minutes, I saw Coach’s door open to reveal him standing
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By the end of October, Len and I were still having daily sex but we had drawn our suitemates Louis and Micky into our sexual activities and I was having sex with them a couple of times a week, too. I had also met the lovely Keller brothers Phil, Blake, and Hal and their almost-8-inch cocks. After the first time Len and I partied with the Kellers, we were always invited over whenever their landlords were away. In early November, we went to their garage apartment for dinner with the three curly
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Throughout the Fall semester, I continued to go out with the very attractive Sandy from Indiana. Without a real conversation about it, we seemed to develop an understanding that we would be each other’s plus one anytime we needed the support and we would go out to dinner or a movie with friends, but that there were no strings attached and no expectations of a long-term thing. We were together for convenience, not commitment. About six weeks into the semester, we had one of our occasional
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The Fall semester was not all sleep, eating, and sex as you have probably come to imagine. Nope. I had courses to take just like any Freshman: English Lit, American History, Finance 101, Accounting 101, Biology 101, and PE. Seventeen college credits kept me pretty busy, but it wasn’t bad because Len, Micky, and Louis were also busy college men. In addition to going to class, studying for the courses, and other on-campus life stuff, we all worked out religiously and Len and I spent some time
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What an awesome suggestion, @long1jo! Anyone out there know any producers and directors of XXX gay movies?
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Phil and Blake Keller lived about 10 minutes away from our dorm on the opposite side of the campus in a very well-appointed garage apartment at the home of a couple of UNC professors who went out of town frequently. On this weekend the owners were attending a professional conference in Chicago, so we would have the premises all to ourselves. The premises consisted of the main house, a 2-story Tudor that must have had five or six thousand square feet of space, a 3-car garage with the boys’ apar
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Len fucked me gently the next morning until he flooded my bowels with a warm load of semen. This time I did not get an orgasm, but I didn’t care because the joy of giving Len such satisfaction was quite enough for me. As I got our mugs of coffee, Micky walked up behind me silently, startling me by putting his arms around me in much the same way as Len had held me from behind during our first fuck. He pressed a very nice erection against my butt, crushing me against the counter with his bo
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When I told Len I was ready to lose my innocence, he broke into a huge smile. “Wonderful. I think the best way is with me on my back so you can get above me and sit on it. That way you have complete control and can take it at whatever speed is comfortable.” He slipped his other fingers out and I had a sort of sad, empty feeling. We shifted so he could get in the center of the small bed on his back. He extended his legs out straight until his heels hung off the mattress. As I strad
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All day that Friday I had difficulty concentrating on anything: classes, my workout, conversations, even Len, as my mind kept rolling around the idea that in just a few hours I would be taking another man’s penis into my guts for the first time ever. The fact that the penis in question was attached to the magnificent Len and that I’d already gotten a lot of experience of taking said penis into my throat only served to increase my anxiety. I knew well how long (almost nine inches) and thick (al
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Thanks, @Philippe! You are being so kind! I do use that idea of characters not being aware sometimes. I hope you will enjoy the story!
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We attended the football game against South Carolina on Sunday afternoon. Afterwards, the Tar Heels (what a stupid name!) were pretty excited that evening since they’d had a good win against the Gamecocks (an even stupider name, but kind of sexy). We four sat at a corner table in the dining room while the footballers hung out on the other side of the room, laughing and slapping backs and butts. At our table a very important conversation took place amidst the frivolity of the celebrations. It
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Before I knew it, summer was ending and I was driving my yellow 1965 Ford F100 pick up to Chapel Hill, loaded with my clothes, shoes, books, toiletries, photos, linens, pillow, and assorted stuff. I parked as near the dorm’s front walkway as I could. When I got out of the car, I stretched as tall as my 5’9” Irish-Italian frame would reach. It felt good to reach for the stars after a few hours in the car. Dressed to impress in a pair of cutoff jeans and a snug white tee emblazoned with “Prope
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Thanks, y'all, for the feedback on the photos. It is sometimes hard work to find just the right photo and get it posted, but it is a fun sideline to the writing. I'm glad some of you are enjoying them!
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When I awoke to the sounds of Garret flushing the toilet, it was a couple of minutes after 8 a.m. Somewhere in my brain, I heard Len’s marvelous voice say, “Good morning, cocksucker!” Thinking I might have actually heard that, my eyes flew open and to my relief I was alone in the bedroom. I got out of bed, rummaged in my luggage and pulled out my high school uniform. I put it on but wore street shoes. I put some street clothes in my duffel along with my baseball shoes and a towel. When
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@JaySeale, thanks for the lessons in naval lingo. They say only write about what you know and I am obviously not following that sage advice. I hope that little oops at the start won't spoil the story for you or any other seafarers in the group.
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Well, @drsawzall, if I had met you back then, I'd have been after you big time!
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Two other guys were in the living room when I came out after getting dressed. They were Sam and Greg from Wilmington and were nice but not memorable after my meeting with Len. Another current player, Paul, picked up Sam and Greg a few minutes before Len arrived. Paul was handsome and sexy and I didn’t care. As promised, Len knocked at our door at 5:55 sharp. Garret opened the door and Len walked in, looking fresh and clean, clad in spotless, skin-tight pale green 501’s, a dark green kni
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Thanks, @Modified Cub. I originally got the idea for this story when I heard about universities closing down and sending students home back in 2020. It took a long time for the details of the story and characters to come together, but I thought it very interesting to imagine being locked down with someone you were attracted to and how that might play out. I'm very glad you found it interesting as well. I enjoyed sharing it!
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Hi, my name is Jody Di Franco and this is my story. I was born September 10, 1951 to Peter Di Franco, a second lieutenant in the US Navy (pictured), and his wife Barbara, an RN who usually worked at the base hospital wherever Dad was stationed. At the time of my birth, Dad was on an aircraft cruiser somewhere in the Pacific Ocean where he flew bombing runs over Korea. While Dad was away preserving freedom, Mom lived with her mother in the big old house where she grew up. Mom married you
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We were supposed to register for our rooms and for the camp on Wednesday afternoon. Garret and I left Charlotte at 1:30 for the 150-mile drive to Chapel Hill so we could find the dorm and get registered before 5:00. A couple of comely co-eds with big tits and low-cut blouses were working the registration table in the lobby of the athletic dorm, presumably to subliminally suggest that if we come here we’ll meet such girls. I’m sure the tactic works on most guys, but it did nothing much for me,
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Jody is a star high school baseball player who happens to be attracted to guys. When he attends a baseball tryout for a college team, one of the players realizes Jody's big secret. What will happen when Jody appears on campus as a Freshman? What will happen when the team discovers Jody's orientation? What will happen when the coaches find out? If you like college-age jocks, you'll love Jody and the guys who come into his life once he arrives at the University. Sexy, fun, surprising, Jody's story will keep you excited to read more.
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Late Summer 2020 The next several weeks after Brady and I spent the weekend in Santa Fe were wonderful. Between my regular 8 to 4:30 work schedule and Brady’s shift work, there were always a couple of days each week we really had no opportunity to be together. But on most other days and times, we were together as much as possible. About once a week, Brady would sleep over with me but, the other times, I would stay at his condo where we had more privacy. However, Brady and I both e
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@Summerabbacat, you are such a fabulous music curator! Marvin at his hey-day in the 70s, looking fine in his leisure suit doing his thing so well. Thanks for sharing this tune with us. And thanks for taking note of Mom and Dad Christensen. I loved them both (especially Dad!) because they were so human to me and so loving to Cal and his friends. I also appreciate your understanding view of Charlie. I, too, felt there was a lot hidden inside him that we didn't have the opportunity to learn about. But that encounter did help Cal learn a little more what he values in a lover. Thanks for all your superb musical additions to the total experience with this story and for your astute and interesting comments all along the way!
