Dear Readers, This is my first of many submissions in this series. We'll uncover more interesting moments during Brett and Travis's first year at school as the plot unfolds. Please stay tuned for more, and feel free to vote and/or contact me if you like the story. ******** Brett felt sick to his stomach. He'd spent his last night at home partying with fri...
It was a fairly easy two-day march north from Lüneburg to Hamburg, one of the major seaports on the North Sea of the former Hanseatic League, which had maintained its importance even while the inland Hanseatic cities declined. Antwerp had lost prominence when its access to the sea, via the River Scheldt, had been closed down by a war treaty. Amsterdam simila...
The agreement pt 2 "Don't worry though, it won't be going out on the net to be freely accessed by just anyone," the Master's assurance came as a wave of relief. I almost felt bashful as he seemingly suppressed a laugh knowing that he'd had me going for a few seconds. "This will just be films for a hand-selected few special clients with highly developed...
I drove home again on autopilot, my mind in a whirl with a procession of thoughts of the various cocks I had received both orally and anally, re-living the events of the evening. Once home I lost no time in firing up my PC and logged onto the website which, as anticipated, contained some very graphic images and video material. I lay back and wanked off slowl...
My wife, Jan, laughed and shook her head. She was reading an article in a magazine she had. I asked her what was so funny. She told me all about the story. It was about the dogging craze that was erupting all over Europe, especially in the Netherlands and England. I looked over he shoulder and read a few excerpts. It was not graphic language naturally but th...
Jacopo leaned against the lamp post and rolled a cigarette as he watched the big ship pull into the harbor. The war was over and the enemy had been defeated. Trade had restarted almost immediately. Everyone wanted a fast recovery, the rich wanted to be richer and the poor just wanted jobs. Jacopo lit his cigarette and tossed the black match away. He took a d...
When I wrote "Taking the big step" I was incredibly nervous because as a female writer I had no idea how it would be received. To my pleasure (and surprise) it was well received, and based on the positive feedback, I decided to write Chapter 2. This is a direct sequel to 'taking the big step.' Once again, if I got any details wrong, please forgive me. *****...
The day of the match came round and the guys were really excited. There was lots of butt slaps and bear hugs, even for me. I enjoyed them immensely while pretending not to. In the evening, with the guys gone off to the match, I had time to myself. I had a long, leisurely meal in the hotel and flirted with the waiter who was a real stunner. He was really sle...
As communications technologies proliferate and diversify, a new generation of security difficulties are presented to prison systems and for all kinds of reasons satellite technologies, telephony, access to data control systems, the internet, digital copiers and even photography are tightly controlled in prisons. Walkie talkies might seem like the tools of a...
Outside the tent: a heavy susurration of sound. Metallic groans replete with squeaks and clanks. The ground throbs. Inside the tent: a nylon floor covered with forest detritus. Ammo tins heavy with unspent rounds near the flap. A sleeping bag rolled up tight as a gymnast. Another sleeping bag, unrolled ... with a man named Ray in his boxers sprawled on top...