(date posted: Saturday, April 1, 2000)
In this chapter of Crew Team, the coxswain takes charge of Spencer Harding III, a freshman who needs to be trained. Spencer is a repressed high school Catholic boy who is desperate for sexual release and relief now that he is in college. The coxswain of a college crew team takes on the responsibility of keeping jocks on campus in line.
Marshall's Special Exercises
(M/F, M/M) (11k)
(date posted: Friday, October 23, 1998)
One of the Junior Varsity boat's big strokes is a kid named Marshall Nichols, from the upper midwest. Marshall had looks right out of a clothing catalogue, the kind of natural good looks that drive girls wild and makes guys envious. He's small for a stroke, but his body was powerful which made up for his lack of physical continuity with the other bigger guys. He is 5'10" with a fullback body, strong legs, size 10 feet, with dark brown hair. He's got one of those sexy crew cuts, with the same dark hair in his armpits, and a thatch above his dick. Fat balls with a seven inch dick that stands straight up to his navel when he springs a boner, with a nice fat mushroom tip. His rubbery nipples are like little erasers that grow hard at the touch, and his arms, his powerful legs and ass, have hardly any discernible hair with just a few dark strands lining his pretty little butt hole near the ass lips.
Crew Team Discipline, part 3
(M/M, t/t bond) (08k)
(date posted: Saturday, October 17, 1998)
As much as I liked my sessions with Riley. It was the freshman stroke that was assigned to me that made my junior year a dick dripping success. Spencer Harding III was eighteen years of Missouri cream, who came to me for training. He had heard that getting onto the team meant working with me, and after years of conservative home life he was looking for any port into which to shoot his scum. Without having to admit to any inappropriate feelings, Spencer could get his needs taken care of and still be just one of the guys. After all, this was college, and when you have to go through the rituals, what's a guy gonna do?
Crew Team Discipline
(date posted: Monday, October 12, 1998)
I've been in the Lamba house for two years, a junior coxswain on the crew team. Coming to Agustana College was the smartest move I could have made. This small town college was perfect for me, and once you paid your fees, they pretty much made sure that you didn't flunk out. As for joining the crew team, where else could you work out with guys over six feet tall, with fine legs, muscular arms and built chests, who were half nude and wet most of the time. Jesus I loved walking into the showers after morning practice, especially in the winter. Beef would fill the small dump we called a boat house on the lake, and between the whirls of steam, I could see and smell the guys around me. As for me, well I'm 5'5", 134lbs, built like a small town full-back, with size 8 feet, and a size 8 cock. My eight inches curves wickedly to the right, with a fat plum on the end and surrounded by the black Irish hair that covers my head, is under my arms, trails down my chest, dusts my arms and legs, and is thick up the crack of my ass. My skin is pale, and ruddy, but during the summers I darken enough to get that black Irish tan with a pale, pink butt and feet.
The Itch: Part II, August 30, 1998
(date posted: Sunday, October 11, 1998)
What was I to do with them? The girl was easy to dispose of, their were men whom I knew who would take her to Mexico, and through connections sell her abroad. She would fetch good money on the international slave market. Especially since she was unable to control her orgasms, there would be wealthy people who would pay to see her trained into a squirt gun, day in and day out. The boy was more complicated. Yes, there were folk who would purchase him. But boys are more difficult to manage. And although Michael was a pussycat with a unruly dick, there would still be fewer contacts who would be willing to deal with him. I decided that as long as I had both, I would play with them for a while until I could dispose of them both. While my connections made arrangements, there were still moments of fuck lust to video.
The Itch-1: April 25, 1995
(M/F, M/M) (10k)
(date posted: Sunday, October 4, 1998)
A young man and his girlfriend are hitch-hiking along the Texas coast, and are lured into a home where they become the sexual prisoners of their host.
Mr Double's Palisade
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Changes last made on: Friday, October 23, 1998