Teen Male


James School, The Beggining

"Fuck...I'm late" - James thought to himself. James was 18 years old and he was late to school, again. He somehow turn is lack of punctuality a characteristic of his. But of all things he never thought it would be this that would make him lose is virginity. He got ready as fast as he could, but he was an hour late. His parents were never home due to business trips, so he practically lived alone. When he arrived at his high school he was caught by the principal. "Mr. James..... Again? You know I can´t tolerate this anymore." - He serviced me"I'm sorry Sir, I'm really sorry""Too late for that, detention.... whole day." - He dragged me thru school.

Best Buds

"yo, you about mate?" "What ya looking for?" "Ten" "Five mins, usual." There I was going to pick up yet another ten bag of weed. Why?? You ask! I'll tell you why. It started last summer. I had just turned 18, was 5ft 7 medium build, short brown hair and bright blue eyes. It was summer break and one of my good friends Callum, was back in town from uni, so naturally we arranged to meet up. Should this be a good time to mention that Callum is hot as fuck?? Oh yes... I'm gay... Callum is around 5 ft 9 slim, tight ass, long dark brown hair and facial stubble to die for.

The Prud's Slutty Mom

I met one girl, her name was Kristy. She was a virgin and wanted to keep it until she gets married. Of course we had some intimate contacts but all the time she stopped me begging me not to do it. It started to make me stiff, it was so irritating! One day she invited me over to her home to meet her MOM. So I came, having bought some flowers for the mom and candies for my Kristy. When I appeared the door was opened by some fresh hot woman, of 40 - 41, with big, really big boobs and a nice sweet body. She said that Kristy was having a shower at this moment, led me to the hall, asked me to sit down and offered some ice Martini.

Offering a Helping Hand

It was a quiet afternoon in the little town of Concord, Ohio located southeast of Cleveland. Before I get to far let me introduce my self. My name is Mike Getts. I am a 15 year old male who is into sports. I am a very passionate Indians, Browns and Cavaliers fan. I have learned to live with the disappointment of a losing season typical of Cleveland sports. Anyway I am about 6' even blonde hair blue eyes, Italian tan, I weigh 175 lbs, and have an athletic build, pecs, abs, the whole nine yards. I also have a rather large cock to go with my attractive features. It measures at 7 inches when hard and most girls tell me that they enjoy the way it feels in the warm, tight pussies.

James Taylor, The beginning

Little did he know that today he would lose his virginity. As soon as he arrived to school he heard a deep voice: his principal. "Mr. Taylor..... Late again? This can't go on anymore Taylor""I'm sorry Sir, I'm really sorry.""It's too late for that. You're going to Detention....the whole day." - He sentenced. He opened the door - "Detention zone" - "Why the hell does this exist..." he though. "Get inside James. This isn't a first so you know the drill, right?" - He said locking the door. He was well familiar with this detention zone.

A Long Awaited Birthday Gift

My name is Jack and I'm an average 19 year old guy. Im 5'10", 180lbs, and of a fairly athletic build. I've been in love with my best friend, Kelsay, for two years, she is 16. Kelsay, in my opinion, is the picture of beauty, she is about 5'8" with honey blonde hair, and the most gorgeous blue eyes I have ever seen. She has amazing breasts, a mid D, and a cute little ass to top it off. She's the kind of girl who loves to do a bit of friendly flirting, always seeming cute and innocent until she shows her wild, uninhibited side. Despite her playful nature, she is a virgin.

A Perfect Match

Pretty little Leslie Weaver needed sex, and she needed it badly. As she lay in bed with her hand down the front of her panties, she decided she would have to do something about it soon. Lately her fingers just weren't doing the job. Whoever said that men were more driven by their hormones than women had obviously never met Leslie. Ever since that first time that she had touched herself, she had needed it more and more. Like this morning, for instance. She had already gotten herself off once, but it had done little to quench her desires. All it did was leave her yearning for more.

Home Run

I had just gotten done with baseball practice and I was exhausted. It was a strenuous workout, and I was looking forward to getting a good night sleep. My teammate Jeff dropped me off at the foot of the driveway. I could barely step out of his dodge pickup truck I was so sore. We had lost two games in a row, so our coaches were pissed off and made us run like crazy. I told Jeff goodbye and limped up our short driveway. We had recently moved into a new subdivision where all of the houses looked like something you'd see in a Disney movie.

My First Older Woman

I was 18 years old at the time and I lived right next door to two wonderful women. The first one was an adorable thirteen-year-old that worshiped the ground that I walked on. She would do anything that I asked of her and she did. She even gave me her virginity when I asked for it. Gretchen was looking very good the day that I asked her. She was in an orange bikini top and a pair of white short shorts that looked like they were painted on. She had on open toed shoes and her fingernails and toenails were painted bright red. She had on a light shade of pink lipstick too. I loved the way her shorts were tucked up into the crack of her ass and the way they formed a snug "V" around her pussy.

Into the Woods

"We'll be back by nine mum," Julia shouted as we set off into the woods. It was a warm summer Friday evening, and we were going to have a look at her secret hiding place. "I'll walk in front," she said, a sparkle in her hazel eyes, "that way you can look at my bum." She giggled. I was quite surprised at that because until then she'd never seemed tarty in anyway, but I did as she said. She was wearing baggy jeans which were quite tight over her beautiful firm butt, her long dark brown hair swinging above it, and a chequered short-sleeved shirt. We walked and talked for fifteen minutes or so as she lead us further and further into the trees and plants.