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Colin had been looking forward to this party at Zoey's house all week. He wasn't much of a party person, but he wouldn't have missed this one for anything. Colin had a big crush on Zoey, which was sort of an open secret among their friend group. Zoey had a habit of letting loose at parties, becoming more playful, more mischievous, more unpredictable. Colin couldn't help but fantasize about how the...
On a warm day early in the summer, Colin was getting ready to head over to a friend's house to go swimming. He had just gotten out of the shower, and he left his towel hanging on the back of the door as he walked around his bedroom looking for the things he needed. He had his sandals, a clean beach towel, a plastic bag to keep his phone dry-- but somehow he couldn't find a swimsuit. He knew he had...
Colin felt nervous as he walked across campus in the dark, wearing just a t-shirt and his boxers. For weeks he had been rushing the most sought-after frat at his school, and tonight was the culminating event in that process. This final requirement was infamous on campus, and it was a big part of why so few guys ultimately made it into Alpha Beta Gamma-- every year a large chunk would drop out rath...
Colin and Bella had been part of the same friend group since middle school, and in their early twenties they still hung out regularly. Their other friends often made fun of them for spending so much time together one-on-one, and there had long been a rumor going around that they were sleeping together. In truth their friendship, while fairly flirty, was and always had been strictly platonic, even ...
Late in the morning on a beautiful summer day, Colin got a text from his friend Julie asking him to come hang out. Julie had a pool at her house, and Colin loved to go swimming, so he was excited by the invitation. He felt great on the drive over, looking forward to an afternoon in the pool, the summer air kissing his skin with the car windows rolled all the way down. When he arrived, he went arou...
It was Sunday morning, and I was hanging out with this guy I know named Colin. We weren't super close; we were more like acquaintances than like friends, but we got along well. I can't say we normally spent much time together. I was only at his house because we were working on a group project for a class we had together. There was another girl in our group, but she had texted us saying her car had...
When I was a sophomore in college, I found out about a program at my school through which you could get gym sessions with a personal trainer for free. The trainers were students in the physical education department, and they earned credit through the program. I was in good shape and I had an athletic body, but I didn't have much experience working out in a gym, and I always felt self-conscious whe...
Mia and I had grown up together. She was the daughter of my parents' closest friends, and because we were similar ages, and both only-children, we were sort of compelled into being friends. I wouldn't say we were close, but we got along well enough. She was something of a tough cookie, and for as long as I'd known her she always seemed to love to bullying me a little bit. It was mostly all in good...
I had known Natalie for her entire life, and for most of mine, and even so what happened that weekend came as a shock. Her parents and my parents had been very close friends since long before either of us were born, and since we were both only children, she was the closest thing to a sibling I'd ever had. She was younger than me, and we very much had an older brother younger sister kind of relatio...
Colin was excited for it to be Friday night. He had a tight-knit friend group, and every week he looked forward to the weekend, when he got to hang out with his friends, often into the early hours of the morning. Being with a large group of his friends made him feel vital and alive, and he relished hanging out with them to a degree he would have been slightly embarrassed for anyone to fully unders...
The following day, I found myself walking back to the athletic trainer's office to see Kat again, feeling incredibly nervous. Although I'm a little ashamed to admit it, I did end up masturbating when I got home the previous day, and I had experienced some discomfort down there while doing so. It was nothing crazy-- in retrospect, it was probably just general soreness from everything that had happe...
For his entire life, Colin had always been closer with girls than with other guys. He had friendly relationships with guys, but for whatever reason his closest friends had always played for the other team, so to speak. He wasn't really sure why things had turned out like that, but he didn't particularly mind. It could, however, cause some awkwardness in certain situations. There were three girls h...
Naomi ran a popular mixed martial arts gym, and was passionate about fighting as a sport. Almost all of her students were kids from the local college-- young people in the prime of their lives, with taut bodies and plastic brains, eager and able to soak up new skills like so many well-built sponges. Accordingly, the average level among her students was quite high, and Naomi reveled in the fact tha...
I started running into Colin around campus more and more frequently. The truth is, I was going out of my way to cross his path, but I played it off like it was always a coincidence. I liked him, and I wanted him to ask me out. I knew he liked me too, or at least thought I was attractive-- I saw the way he looked at my body, pretending not to, that night Sam and I flirted with him before his 'big s...
Some of the ideas in this story are inspired by/borrowed from a story that was posted to this sub a bit ago, but seems to have disappeared. \_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_ Emma arrived at her weekly self-defense class with some butterflies in her stomach. The class was offered specifically for women, and there were about a dozen students in total, mostly girls from the local university,...
I arrived at the arts building of a college a few towns over from the one I attended, feeling my heart rattling in my chest with nerves. I was here to participate, again, in a rather odd exhibit being put on by a close friend of mine, Emily. The show was a commentary on the objectification of the female body in popular culture via reversal; each piece was a blatant objectification of a male body, ...
Some time had passed, and my friendship with Abby had developed to a point I could never have imagined. We were no longer sparring partners at the gym-- Margaret had assigned us both new opponents, as she regularly did every month or two-- but we had grown so close that I spent more time with her than any other person in my life. Even though we were no longer officially training together at the gy...
I had been going to the same sparring gym for a few years when I first met Abby. I wasn't an especially serious fighter, but I had gotten a lot better since I started. My improvement was largely thanks to Margret, who owned the gym and ran all the classes. She was either in her late twenties or early thirties-- I was never quite sure-- and she was completely gorgeous; I had always had something of...
This is based on a story that was posted on this sub a while ago. I liked the premise and wanted to write an expanded version. I'm having trouble finding the original right now, but if you made the original post feel free to say so in the comments. \_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_ ​ ​ ...
When I was in school, I spent a lot of time playing sports, and a lot of time thinking about girls. The intersection of these two activities, for me and for a lot of other guys at my school, was the athletic department trainer, Kat. All the other faculty, even the secretaries and custodians, we called "Mr. Smith" or "Mrs. Jones," but everyone always called the trainer by her first name, Kat. The w...
This is based on a story that was posted on this sub a while ago. I liked the premise and wanted to write an expanded version. I'm having trouble finding the original right now, but if you made the original post feel free to say so in the comments. \_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_ ​ The summe...