Professor Chadwick was sitting behind his large oak desk when the four accountants came into his office carrying the books of Emerald Hill. Emerald Hill, Exclusive College for Young Gentlemen. The finest, most respected institution of higher learning in the whole country. And now there was a real danger that it would go under. The accountants took chairs on...
Ryan woke up. He was hungover and dried out. The sun seeped through the blinds. In the bed beside him, Ethan still slept. Ryan reluctantly pushed off the duvet and went to the bathroom to splash some water on his face. He looked himself over, leaning over the sink to get a close up of himself in the mirror. Had his face changed? Maybe it had filled out a li...
Twenty five years out of high school, I found myself one day thinking about classmates, and former friends. Sitting by the scenic pond just a few miles from my apartment I did not have a care in the world that afternoon. The letter that came in my mail that morning informing me that my 25th high school reunion was just two months away set me to wondering wha...
Many people assume that they are the only ones who have a tough life. What a load of bull! My name is Steve Darcy and I am a Haitian-American police officer and part-time community mentor living in the city of Brockton. My message is to all the people in this world who think they have it tough. Please, folks, shut the hell up! We're all bombarded with messag...
I told you guys that I had a crazy weekend here in Colorado and finally I've gotten a minute to sit down and tell you guys about it. I'm still in Colorado but headed back to Australia early next week after Kip's now famous Speedo Only Party (Kip is my host and work colleague). Keep an eye on my blog next week to hear about the shenanigans that are bound to h...
This was my first time on a solo holiday; I joined a large 65ft charter yacht that was berthed in a marina in Plymouth, for a two week holiday sailing to France and back via the Isles of Scilly. This holiday had an unusual ending; I think. On arrival in Plymouth I met the skipper of the yacht; he looked the typical Captain Birds Eye character, complete wit...
This is the first chapter of a finished, five-chapter novella, which will complete posting by the end of November 2017. ***** Taking him. All of him inside me. Fucking me doggy style on a platform bed in a seedy beach hotel cabana room just steps away from the ocean north of Suva, in Fiji, across a thin line of coconut palms from the top of the beach. He w...
The first week went by quick. On Monday I had my first day in school. Not many kids in the school mind you. Barely about four hundred I think. I saw William on my third class that day. "Hey bro! How's it going?" He smiled and stretched his hand out towards me. Wearing a jean and blue t-shirt. "Great man! Wondered when I would walk into you?" I said as I...
I was twenty-eight when I first met James. Not Jim but James. He was 33 years and a beautiful man; dark wavy hair, deep blue eyes and strong chiselled features. Sort of a GQ model type. I on the other hand was thin, silver-haired (as I had been since I was seventeen) and very unsure of my self in the ways of the world. I had only had a few dates with girls...
***This story is fictional although some of the experiences including joining the military are accurate. This is my third in a series of stories and I would appreciate any comments, feedback and suggestions.*** * It had been six weeks since Jason had moved into my room and I'd been fucking him regularly ever since. He was a cute, innocent looking kid and m...