Part One, the interview… $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ College Guys Open Minded Love To Party $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Ok, from the ad, I pretty much knew this wasn't going to be a job delivering pizza, but after two years of doing minimum wage jobs, I was on the verge of having to drop out of college for lack of money. And to be fair, I thought, I'd...
A NEW PERSPECTIVE ON CLASSIC LITERATURE Editors Note: The connection to classic literature here is too obvious to comment upon. The writer is clearly attempting to reinterpret the literary novel from an altered perspective, striving ineptly to capture something of its original ethos, language and philosophy, hampered only by his inadequacies and authorial i...
A old man recalls his youth... *** Back when I was 18 it was easy to intimidate me. All it would take was a stern look and I would shrink into nothingness, and when it came to stern looks there was nobody better at it than Father Scarff. Having been a well mannered lad back then I had never felt the wrath of the strict priest like many of my friends. That...
Here's the first part of a story that should span multiple entries. It's partly based on my own experiences exploring my sexuality in college: John approached the home and sighed. It was a nice, spacious home in a fairly affluent area, and a home he'd visited many times before. He knew tonight would be difficult, however, and his stomach was in knots. John...
Having had my world turned completely upside down my life settled into a new pattern. I recognised that I was a cock hungry slut who needed to suck and fuck as often as possible, I needed to be used as a sextoy by men, men who weren't afraid to fuck me until I could take no more. To this end I would get away to meet Duncan and his associates as often as I po...
This chapter contains urine ingestion, and torture. Chapter 5 David didn't seem to respond to me walking into the basement. He was in the half sleep that one can sometimes manage while hanging from your wrists. It was chilly in the basement, especially overnight, but sweat beaded his face. Trying to stay on your tiptoes all night would create cramps, but h...
Brent's Story Hearing the click of the lock behind me in the sacristy was what I would identity as the "Go" square in the honest autobiography I probably could never dare write. Before that, Father Timothy had been standing at the sink counter, drinking the last of the communion wine, while I, fulfilling my altar boy duties, washed and dried the chalices a...
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Everyone's over 18. Back in the day, one of the things that fascinated me was my local adult bookstore. It was a combination of things there that did it for me. It was in the back of a regular bookstore. There was a wall separating it from the general public of course. When you walked around the wall, there it was in all its glory. I was amazed; there was p...
"Pssst! Paul!" I heard the hiss above the roar of my little shower cubicle in the dorms. I paused from one of the near constant adjustments I was making to the temperature of the water and opened the curtain just enough to peek out. I could only see Jason's face peeking from his own shower across from mine. "What?" "Do you see anybody?" He half whispered,...