If there was one thing Yuma loved doing it was finding old junk and making it treasure. That’s why he had even stopped at the yard sale. But for once he wasn’t looking at junk at all, rather what seemed to be a new polaroid camera. No signs of wear and tear or dust anywhere. He had to wonder if it even belonged sitting out there on the table under the summer sun.




“Hey, excuse me, Mrs. Morris are you sure you wa

“Guys, wait up!” My little brother, Dean, shouted to my best friend and me. We’d been on the trail for an hour and Dean was starting to get tired. My best friend, Jax and I had been hiking since we were teens, so this was no problem. Dean on the other hand, found comfort in staying indoors playing video games. No judgement here. People liked different things. Too bad my parents didn’t get the memo and practically forced Dean to come with us.
I felt bad for him. Imagine c

“Wait, you want me to what ?!” Lee held the oversized dog head under his arm as the suit was hot enough without it. He had to wear this ridiculous mascot uniform for the college game. It was the form of a muscular dog, but there was so much space Lee had trouble navigating it.
“Look kid, during half time you do the act. You’re supposed to eat the person we bring onto the floor that night. You know, stuff them into your suit.” Coach Forge rubbed his temple. “H

A knock came at the door as Boomer went to answer it. Standing at the front door was Maximus and he was looking drained. He was shirtless and only standing in his workout shorts. Rippling muscles on his arms and chest were covered in a thin glossy layer. He reeked of sweat and grass, but that was to be expected when he had been mowing lawns all day. His blonde hair was glued to his forehead and his brown eyes strained to stay open.
Boomer helped his boyfriend inside, as Maximus tried to rest h

Mr. Dalton’s life sucked.
He sat down behind his desk and let out a sigh. Class was about to begin. His students poured into the room loud and obnoxious. He rubbed the sides of his temple. This was going to be a long class.
Despite how he felt in the moment, Mr. Dalton truly enjoyed teaching. He liked all his students the jocks, the nerds, the loners, even the class clowns. The students built up a causal repertoire with him.
Mr. Dalton was in his late 20’s and was more into pop cult

“Come on, guys!” Eduardo shouted. He stood on the 1st floor at the bottom of the frat house steps.
“Don’t rush, we’re coming,” Trevor said strolling down. He was stripped down to his boxers and socks. His beautiful brown skin revealed not one blemish or mark on his body. He came to a rest at the last step and leaned his back against the banister.
Eduardo couldn’t help but get lost at the sight of Trevor. It wasn’t anything new but seeing Trevor ha

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3 Years Ago
Driving down the dirt road wasn’t the worst experience as I had built it up to be. Going to my uncle’s farm as a kid was always preluded by a by a bumpy ride. I should have realized things could only go downhill from there.
At 21 I had just graduated college and without really knowing what to do with my life, my uncle invited me to spend some time with him. I was indifferent about working on the farm. I get why other people hate it, but I needed an excuse to get away fro

Bentley worked on fixing dinner, sweat pouring down his forehead. Tonight, was the night. There was no going back. He had to tell his dad; this is what he had been waiting for.




Mr. Kenner was laid out on his son’s brown couch watching TV in his underwear. His current girlfriend had thrown him out and having nowhere else to go he arrived at his son’s place. Mr. Kenner thanked whatever higher power might be out there.

It had only been a week, but it had felt like months had passed in the walls of the school. The entire fictitious hierarchy based on popularity, likability, and various other ratings had come crashing down drastically.




Before, if one had asked who was at the top of the social caste at this once prodigious school. There was no doubt athletes and cheerleaders would be among them. However, they would have been accompanied by good

Tim, Randy, Zack and I have been friends for a very long time, but recently I have begun to suspect there’s something going on.
I mean we’ve always been best buds since middle school, but I think this year in college kind of drew us apart.
“Hey,” Tim snapped his fingers at me. “Are you going to give me the chips or not?”
“Oh,” I said quickly passing the bowl over.
Zack had just got a new game system and had invited us over for the weekend. His pare

It was 6:00 in the morning when I heard the door to the 3rd floor’s bedroom creak open and shut. I happened to be on my way down stairs to grab some breakfast.
I really wanted to know who had been so bold enough to go up there. I guess technically, it’s not like it wasn’t allowed, but I wasn’t jumping at the chance.
“What’s up, Nico?” The guy coming down the step whispered. He only had his boxers on.
“Hank!” I whispered in shock. His belly wa

Neville didn’t even know how it happened. It was an accident in all honesty. He came out of the gym shower, trying to get a strand of black hair out of his eyes, and ran into the rugby team captain, Clint. It was more so, the captain, who tripped onto him. Neville didn’t see him, and Clint also had his mind preoccupied.
Neville heard Clint lose his footing, he tried move to catch him, but Clint landed right on Neville’s chest. It wasn’t much of a chest, Neville was slim.

Inside the Alpha Nu Beta house everyone was waiting. Waiting for their last brother to join them.
The bedroom door slowly came open. Out stepped a young man, standing only in his boxers rocking a huge gut, His gut contained the remains of the last former pledge of the Delta Sigma Nu house.
The shortest pledge stomach sloshed and rumbled as he stepped out. All the brothers looking upon him cheered. Half of them were shirtless the other half were down to their underwear. However, their bodies whe

Highschool
Asher was starved. He needed nourishment and Chad was on the menu.
Chad was the typical all-American quarterback. His light brown hair and blue eyes was enough to win anyone over.
Today, however, Chad’s smile would not be enough, to get out of the danger he faced. His muscles would prove to be useless against his future home—Asher’s stomach.
It was all just an accident. Chad happened to be the one that walked in the bathroom. He heard Asher groaning in the stalls. A

“Oh shit!” Landon struggled fastening up his jeans. The hard knocking on the door wouldn’t stop.
Aati kept banging the bathroom door. It had been over an hour and he needed to go. Even if his crush was on the other side of the door, sometimes a man has got to take care of his needs. Plus, this wasn’t very good roommate etiquette on Landon’s part any way.
Landon opened the door apologizing, but Aati just brushed him aside and ran into the bathroom slamming the door.

“Step right in ladies and gentlemen.” A man wearing a colorful suit tried to draw more people into the event going on behind the large curtains.




The circus had been crowded, but this was the main event, the biggest tent with music blearing. Tom and his roommate, Damon entered. It was a hot summers night, but somehow the temperature inside the tent was just right.

The Coach was fed up. Very fed up. Last year the football team had gotten so close to the finals, but many of the seniors had to sit out because their grades were too low. This year, that was going to change. At least that’s what the coach told Elias and his teammates over the summer. Each one of them was going to get a tutor to boost their grades and failing was not an option. Coach was very strict with that last point.
Elias remembered the death grip Coach had on his clipboard. The man&

“I’m sorry, Julio. I don’t feel the same way about you.”
Julio could barely hide his tears. He took a gamble and lost. He had told his feelings to Dustin Lee.
“Hey,” Dustin raised his hand.
Julio flinched. Was he about to get pushed, punched, or beaten?
That’s when Dustin Lee put his arms around Julio and pulled Julio closer into a tight hug.
Julio felt his small frame enveloped by Dustin’s muscles. Julio, looking past Dustin’s shoulders,

Liam jogged down the sidewalk of the park. His sleeveless workout shirt hung loosely off him, giving a good view of his biceps and pecs from the side. His workout shorts did nothing to hide the shape of his muscular ass, but it did do a somewhat good job at concealing his cock as he made his way through.
Liam stopped jogging and took his five-minute break, moving around slowly to not lose his momentum.
The cool morning air felt good across Liam’s hot skin. Liam took in the park while he

“How was that?” Liam was looking down at Mason laying in front of him.
“Oh my god, I forgot what it was like to be a dick,” Mason said.
Mason was sprawled out on Liam’s bed, in his college apartment. The boys had already messed up the blue spread and grey sheets.
Somehow the cream-colored room felt so much smaller to Mason than before he became Liam’s dick.
A week had passed since they’d been back, and Jack was nowhere to be found, not that Mason was co

“I’m busy. Hunter and I were going to the movies,” Ned looked at his dad, giving him a wounded puppy dog look.
“You can just go another time, or take Mike with you,” Ned’s dad said as he rubbed his son’s back. “Mike’s your friend too.”
“No, I guess I’ll just invite Hunter to our house then,” Ned said. “We can go to the movies anytime.”
“That’s the spirit,” Ned’s Dad patted his son o

“Stop trying to run away Mr. Bennett your time is up.”

 

The tall dark figure had cornered the young man in the alley way. The young man thought about screaming, but at this time of night no one would come to his rescue. He should have known better than to leave his house this late, but it was just a short trip to the corner store. He thought he’d be safe. He was wrong. Somewhere along the way a

Gavin headed to his locker, his head swarming with thoughts. As soon as he got home he had to start his English paper, take out the trash, which he forgot to do that morning, then help his mom tend to her plants.
He ran his hands through his curly dark brown hair as he avoided bumping into and talking to the other wrestlers beside him. It wasn’t as if they had anything important to say. If they did they would have gotten his attention, but Gavin was worried on how he’d do this semest

Dirt flew up in the air as the car drove up the path to the wooden porch. The sun had just begun to set on the lakeside as 5 boys pulled up to a house in a red station wagon.
“Alright boys, grab you bags and move yourselves in,” Liam said, opening the trunk to his parent’s old car. It was a gift for finishing his sophomore college semester so well. He was told if he did he even better next year maybe they could sell it and upgrade it.
Mason got out of the car from the passenge