This story is completely fiction. All characters are a figment of my imagination. This story portrays a lot of different fantasies happening to a semi-young boy. Some scenes may be considered perverted and sick. If you don’t like those things don’t bother to read these stories.


Kevin’s sex chronicles
Chronicle 1: The beginning of my new life.
Hello my name is Kevin. I am now 23. My story begins on my 15th birthday. When I was 15, I weighed around 145lbs and stood at 5’6. I had my black hair cut semi-short. I wore size 32 pants and large shirt. Not really very muscular. Most people considered me a geek. I wore black rimmed glasses and a lot of black. Now the story starts on the morning of my 15th birthday.
“I’m awake,” I yell at my alarm clock. I open my eyes and see that yep its 6:30am. Time to get up and get ready for another great day at school (sarcasm). God I was having such a wonderful dream. I guess I’ll have to beat off in the shower again this morning. Let’s see, dragon shirt, cargo pants, boxers, socks, and towel. I hope no one is in the bathroom. Good the door is open. Turn on the hot water. Yep that feels right. Flip it to shower. Got to get out of these sleep shorts and boxers. Now time to get in.
As I step into the shower I feel the warm water cascade over my body and I melt. Then I look down and see my 6 ½ in dick sticking out asking for attention. Slowly I begin to stroke it. Mmmm, that feels good. I start to think about that porn I watched last night. The one with the tentacles fucking those girls and stretching their stomachs.