I had been working in financial services and banking for about 25 years. It was good. It put food on the table and kept my wife and kids happy with the things we could afford. I lost my job in the financial crash and we really struggled to make ends meet while I looked for new work. It made me appreciate how quickly it could all come to an end. Finally I f...
"Would you look at that?" "Look at what?" Lucian asked, leaning over close to Dan at the table underneath the umbrella on the golf and tennis club's café terrace. He thought that if he could get cheek to cheek with the hunk, it would be a start on making him. "That Zack Wilson over there. He's strutting around like he owns the place." "Perhaps that's beca...
Here I am sitting alone on the banks of the mighty Mississippi contemplating diving in and ending my miserable life. At the tender age of twenty-two years old, I had fallen from being on top of the world to being at the bottom, with no hope in sight. I was born the son of wealthy parents, with my father being the head of a fortune 500 Company, and my mothe...
The complex psychology of managing men in long term confinement requires intuition, intelligence and sensitivity. Rarely brute force. The institution, the walls, the doors, the gates, are as important an influence on behaviour as the security staff and, by and large, long term prisoners learn to go with the flow and in amazingly creative ways, make the best...
[John Cleveland (1613-1658) was one of the most popular metaphysical poets in the seventeenth century, but later fell into obscurity until his work was rediscovered in the twentieth century. Abraham Cowley (1618-1667) was a contemporary. Both men were on the King's side in the English civil war. Cleveland was put in jail by Cromwell, Cowley went into exile...
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. As fiction, the characters are not bound by the usual dictates of modern society. Unsafe sexual practices can be un...
John was gay and he paid the price of living with his secret with loneliness. As if it was yesterday, he remembered all the lovers that he had. He had a lot of lovers and he wondered where some of them were now, Bob, Rick, George, and Tom. If only he knew then what he knew now, he would have latched on to one of them so that he wouldn't be so alone and so sa...
You are in quite a rough spot at the moment aren’t you? Your rent is due tomorrow and you have already blown all of your cash. What a shame. Looks like you will have to find a way to scrounge it up before your landlord comes knocking again. The last time you were late on your rent he threatened to throw you out on the street, due process be damned. You take...
Part One: My Wife's Out There Sucking Cock, So Why Shouldn't I? I'm going to stop sucking stranger's cocks. Next week. Or probably the week after. Maybe. I'd rather not talk of these things. But there's a need to confess, to seek absolution for my sins. Look at me. What do you see? Go on, admit it, to most people, I'm a respectable married man with a well-...
Chapter Seven: Tokenham Collegiate church In the early years of the twenty-first century, while Luke and his sister Cathy were still at school, on one summer holiday visiting Jon's developing woodlands, they found near the forest in Shropshire that Jon and Arthur Rockwell and Robin Banks had planted fifteen or so years before, the small hamlet of Tokeham. N...