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“Life is boring,” was the constant thought that went through Luke’s mind. Although what else would run through a seventeen year old high school guy’s head while he sat in English class. The teacher was[…]
Happy birthday
Kayla had never really shown any signs of interest in me. Yet i had so much attraction to her i dreaded being around her. Having to hide my erection from her proved to be quite[…]
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in southern /> Her name was Caroline. Her family had moved next to ours when I had been four, but somehow I still remember it. My earliest memory of her is when I had been[…]
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The story you are about to read includes very explicit reference to sex. If you are not old enough to read this story where you live, or if you object to frank language about sex,[…]
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The bonfires were almost ethereal, smoke curling thickly up higher and higher, vainly trying to obscure the moon. But nothing could cover the moon that night. It was full and bright, casting shadows that grew[…]
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Michael was a good looking 17 year old. He did run track, but was far from having the amazing muscular body that a football player. He had hair that was black as the night, and[…]
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