Caught Ya!
I was left home alone all day, so what was a boy my age uspposed to do when he's 15 and home alone? JEKR OFF OF COURSE. Back then I did it about twice everyday. I only did it once on that day and i felt satisfied. So finally my dad was coming home from work, he rang the doorbell to let me know it was him coming in and they first thing he did when he saw me was huged me a kissed me. I love my daddy and i mnot afraid to say it,or show it for that matter ;). Anyway he had a suit and tie on looking so handsome and the first thing he said was, "I gotta go take a shit." But here's the catch he locked the door when he wemt in the bathroom which my dad NEVER does. He can care less who the ufck see's his package down there but this time the door was locked. I was very curious so I pretended to go in my room but as oson as i heard the door shut and lock lock I came out of my room and listened by the bathroom door. I heard him fumble with his belt and zipper and then he pulled down his underwear and sat down on the toliet. "Hump maybe he does have to really take a shit" I said to myself. But then i heard a flapping sound like the way ttwo balls sound when they are bouncing. Then I heard him say, "MMMMMMM OH WOW!" By now my idck was hard as a mother fucker and he had acidently slipped otu of the hole in my pajama pants.
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September 18, 2011, 3:48 pm
Chapter One
I was 16, and my half-s****r was 29, at the time of this story. I've always thought she was a good looking girl, as I grew up. She was blond, with cheeks that dimpled when she's happy, and a great body. My dick would go into a quivering mass of excitement whenever she came around, like a few months ago at a f****y picnic. She had on white shorts, and a short, loose blouse. Of course, she had a bra on, but you could see her nipples tenting her bra at times.
I watched as my b*****r-in-law pushed her high on the swing. s*s was working her beautiful legs up and down, keeping the
June 7, 2011, 4:48 am
Note: ——I am NOT the author! There are several authors actually, I’m not so
certain that any one of them is the creator, but I know it’s not me. I am simply
sharing this lovely story with all of you because I have not seen it on here. Now
originally it was all going to be 9 parts, but… Someone said the first one was too
long, so I’ve decided to split all of these up into smaller posts. I thought I’d try a
different look and sentence structure for this chapter, please let me know how you
guys like it. ENJOY———
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Tim, the Teenage Part One By: Rass Senip
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January 20, 2011, 8:48 pm
The next morning was as normal as can be. No problems getting up with the rest and no problems or “misunderstandings” in the showers. After a good breakfast it was time to hit the canoe trip. As we prepared, it would be the four of us, Shane, Chris, Kelsey and me. Or at least I thought. Just as we were untying one of the camp directors told Kelsey that he was to report to the camp master or something like that. With that Kelsey got out of the canoe and we were told that Kelsey wouldn’t be joining us for the trip and we were to go as three. None of thought anything of it and the three of us hea
May 2, 2012, 10:48 am
I felt I needed to cum one day while walking on a trail at the park so as I
I unzipped my jeans and let my cock slowly work it's way out
of the fly.
After I did as I walked it rubbed and slid down and out of my fly I watched as it bounced and hardened with each step I took.
Now with a almost rock hard boner I began stroking and feeling the
underside of my cock head.
"It looks like you need some help...
I was shocked as I had just discovered there were guys whoi were interested in cocks like I was.
I was facinated watching you for a while as you play wlike that, I have a friend tha
February 7, 2012, 10:48 pm
Susan poured the hot tea into the mug and stirred in the milk and sugar. It was a warm Sunday afternoon. Her husband, John, had gone bowling and daughter Zoe was at the mall with her friends. She was making the tea for her son Michael who was upstairs doing his homework like a good little boy. She would have preferred him to be outdoors too but he was a shy boy and didn’t have too many friends. Still, maybe it’s a good thing he doesn’t go out much, she thought, especially with all the gangs and d**g crime out there.
She carried the mug of tea upstairs and pushed open the door to his room, w
