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Stephen didn't concentrate on his Maths and Comp Sci lectures that afternoon. He was remembering every detail of that eventful lunchtime while surreptitiously rubbing his cock through his jeans under the lecture hall table. The memory of the size, beauty and velvet softness of that first cock competed with the guilty pleasure of submitting to the anonymous second guy and his rough command for Stephen to stay on his knees and keep sucking. Stephen managed to suppress a moan that nearly escaped as

Hi Lisa, Thanks for the review....it's set in mid 1980s.... does that count as decades ago for you? Yes... unfortunately in NZ it was illegal until 1985 - There hadn't been a prosecution for years (decades?) before that, which meant that most (all?) universityies had a GLBT club of some description - and their main motivation was getting the outdated law changed. I never thought that Peggy would come across as a whore. I was aiming for horny teenager but none-the-less a nice girl. I seem to have gone too far with that. Chapter 5 is being written. Thanks for the feedback.

The days immediately after Peggy's departure were difficult in the McLeod household; Stephen had returned from seeing Peggy off at the airport struggling to hold back his tears. Usually he would have sought the company of David, who would have commiserated with him and helped to cheer him up. But David and he hadn't talked since that sexually charged evening on the beach, and Stephen was worried that his sexual advances had ruined his only real friendship. Over the two weeks since that fatef

The morning after the leavers ball, Stephen was woken by his mother, Alice McLeod. "Wakey!! Wakey!! You still have one final half-day of school." She stood in the doorway of her son's bedroom. "I know!!! I Know!!! What a drag. It's not as if I'm getting any prizes. I don't know why I should go." Stephen was awake, he was just luxuriating in bed for a few more minutes. "Because you have to pick up your final school report", she answered his question. "Well that's even more

James McLeod's moving day was something of a trial for his young brother Stephen: His father Neil had probably caught him wanking off in bed when he had stuck his head round his son's bedroom door. "Come on. Wakey wakey. We've got to get your brother moved today". Stephen snatched his hand away from his cock - leaving a telltale tent in the blankets. "Okay! Okay! I'll be there in a minute". "Whew that was close!!!" Stephen mumbled to himself as he got out of bed and waved his ha

"Hey... are you two going to stay in there all afternoon or what?" asked Stephen McLeod as he barged into his older brother James' bedroom unannounced. As soon as he did it, Stephen realised he should have knocked. James' friend Andrew was sitting on the bed, his jeans down round his ankles, a porn magazine open to the center-fold, stroking his hard cock. Andrew was staring at James who was standing next to his friend, rubbing his own hard cock through his jeans. If he had wanted

Stephen McLeod, an early Computer Science Geek passes from High School to University in the 1980s, during an hysterical, venomous and lengthy battle to reform New Zealand's archaic laws against male homosexuality. Paradoxically, the political battle makes it both easier and harder for a young man to come out and make his way in gay society that is finally emerging from the shadows.

I also started out with Nifty - Didn't we all?? I remember "Dorm Encounters" and "The Road Home". Now I use AwesomeDude's best-of-nifty and I just joined GA. So far I'm kind of confused with the preponderance of "I don't do sex in my stories" To me the challenge is to write good sex scenes, into a decent story, so that the sex contributes to plot and/or character development. An awful lot of comments here seem to say "sex scenes are bad/icky/creepy and they don't/can't contribute to plot or character development.