After I finished university, I struggled for a good-paying job and money was tight. But I couldn't face living back at home. I managed to find a room to myself in a house-share with two other guys and three women. We were mostly in our early twenties and doing various entry-level jobs. One guy, Pete, was older. About 45. He was on a temporary assignment in o...
For about the twentieth time, I seriously considered getting up and running away while I still had the chance. The only thing that stopped me from escaping the restaurant was the fact that if I did, I would be blowing this Scott guy off. I didn't even want to be on this blind date, but everything happened so fast. Kaleb, one of the men working with me at C...
*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...
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...
Author's note: Hey guys, this is my first time doing this. I've spent a lot of time reading stories on this website and wanted to try and write a tale myself. This story is going to have multiple chapters, at least into the 20's the way I'm looking at it right now. Feel free to leave your thoughts in the comments, I'd appreciate the feedback. This story c...
I am a divorced man in my late 50's and very, very confused about my sexuality. I have been married and divorced 3 times and my sex life in all of the marriages was not exciting but primarily used for procreation. I don't know – perhaps I subconsciously looked for women with a low libido so I wouldn't have to perform too often. In all three cases, the sexual...
I got in the passenger side of Roger's car and extended my hand. We shook hands in greeting. "Good to see you, my friend." "Good to see you, Rog." We'd been friends thirty years, through high school and college, through family events to family tragedies. Our wives were friends. We attended the same weddings and funerals. Rog and I even worked together at...
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...
Chapter 3: The Auction Within minutes of Kelly's request, she was again sound asleep as though she was completely comfortable with the idea we were to confess. I shut the blinds to prolong the night and still could not sleep. At some point I faded and did not awaken until noon. Kelly was up and dressed before romping onto the bed. I quickly pulled the sheet...