Hay making time was usually mid June and the weather was always uncertain. Despite all mechanical aids getting it from the field to the barn was a time when many hands made light work. So it was that Billy, a student aged 19 came to help out with loading and stacking. As it was only a job for fine weather and the work being hot and physical it was a nice ex...
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When I got a look at the script Sal gave me, I about died. I marched right into his office the next day, seething with righteous indignation. "What the fuck?" I threw the script on his desk. "I'm not doing this." Sal smiled, shark-like. "You'll do what the fuck I tell you, ya fucking fag." "But, Sal..." "Shut your yap." Sal stood up. His lumpy bald head...
Jason slowly opened his eyes and saw a ceiling fan slowly turning above him. He turned his head and looked around and saw that he was in his hotel room in bed and naked, covered with a sheet. He could not remember what had happened to him the night before and how he got into bed but he sure had a headache. The only thing he could remember was checking in to...
Exam time at Carleton University. A sweltering heat blankets the City of Ottawa, Ontario. We're in early April. Do you know what this means? With so many chicks walking around with short skirts and ultra-short shorts in the blazing heat at school, a brother like me just can't focus. Trust me, if you were there, you'd be distracted too. My name is Jean Frankl...
[Ch. 01 should be read first] Chapter 31 Easter vacation Since grandmother Singleton was now pretty elderly, we always stayed in a hotel when we visited her in Nice at Easter. We did not think that I had known my boyfriend long enough to introduce him to her, so there was nothing very novel about our visit that year. I did of course tell her about my...
A BUSY SATURDAY On a Saturday when nothing was really planned, Marcel ended up with a jam-packed day that he would not soon forget. It wasn't just the day that was jam-packed but his irresistible sweet ass was as well. It started with the normal Saturday morning ritual with his roommate Chante. The two lovely gays were in Marcel's bed in a 69-position sucki...
Chapter Thirty-three Martin the tutor The new Martinmas term saw Martin begin his undergraduate teaching. He had had a brief induction of three days just before term began, which consisted mainly of him learning the fixed etiquette of the Camford tutorial and being warned of the dangers facing tutors who developed close relationships with their students. H...
"Just who the fuck do you think you are?!" Running, Arthur was running so fast he couldn't believe it. City lights were curving and springing in his vision. His thoughts were drops of watercolor paints falling into way too much water, frail, thin, and overpowered. "FUCK YOU!! GET OVER HERE, YOU LITTLE SHIT!!" Away!! Get away!! Jake was danger, nothing but...
Prologue: To recap what had happened to me in the summer of 1999, chronicled in "The Road to Stardom", I was working at an accounting firm in Los Angles, had a girlfriend, an apartment, and a car. Things were going well. Then I lost my job, my girlfriend moved out of town and my car broke down. I spent my days and nights looking for work with no luck and wo...