You know when you see someone that stops you in your tracks and your jaw drops? Someone so gorgeous that the world seems to slow down around you? Emanating from you is this tingling energy but you can't quite describe it. It's like static attraction, pulling you across the room, making you wanna follow that person to the ends of the earth. That happened to m...
Dell walked into the library and paused, looking for Nate. Dell had been having problems in his biology class lately and decided to get a tutor. Dell and Nate met a couple of times a week for the past month and Dell already saw his grades starting to improve. Dell saw Nate sitting at a table and went over to greet him. Nate had an average build, but his dee...
I had been out of work for several months and money was getting short, then whilst browsing the internet I saw an advert; 'Personal Security Guard, must be prepared for very close contact, an interactive interview where candidates will be paid for attendance and depending on their performance. The amount will vary, any high scores will be required for a furt...
I closed my eyes to the sounds of Vinnie anally fucking his transsexual friend, James. If they were kissing, making out, and groping one another, I didn't want to know. James was scheduled to do more prison time after violating his conditions of parole and Vinnie, for some bizarre reason, decided to have sex with his cellmate as a going away gift, even tho...
It was September, 1972 and I was beginning my sophomore year in college. Academically I was in excellent standing and decided I could handle a few more challenging courses especially when it came to elective subjects. So, I enrolled in a Modern European History class. The class was rather small and after the first session I understood why. The professor app...
*My first story on this site. It's heavily inspired by the subplot between Rhys Ifans and Emily Blunt in The Five Year Engagement, with a few changes. Hope you like it!* ***** It was the second day of grad school and I still had a couple of new classes to take. The first class was CIS 505 and it was taught by an Asian professor, Bai Fan. It seemed there wa...
Here I am, a thirty two year old slave kneeling on the floor next to my Master in the coffee shop. Sure, I used to get strange stares, comments of all sorts, and asked to leave on a few occasions. But those were years ago. I am as common here as I am in the grocery store, the park, the post office, Master's work, and anywhere else really. I am my master's p...
You wake up and prepare for your day, unaware that this would be the last day you would be considered straight. You shower as you did every morning and felt the water's warm touch as it cascaded over your skin. You could stay here forever if you could. But you need to start your day and the hot water would run out before long. You wash your hair, then the re...
Author's Note: Many thanks to your fellow readers' inspirational comments and up-votes, below is the second free-standing installment of the Working It Out series. I hope you enjoy reading it even half as much as I did writing it. ***** Normally, my morning commute is incredibly frustrating, what with all the traffic, texting drivers not aware of the gree...
This story series is based on real life experiences with names and some incidents changed for the sake of confidentiality. ***** Doug Ellis would have been a heavily built man even if he'd never been engaged in manual work and then, later, obsessively into the gym. Not more than five feet eleven when his generations were suddenly outgrowing their predeces...