All people in this fictitious story are over 18 years of age. All characters are fictitious and if anyone seems familiar it is purely coincidental. *** Kevin had turned 19 years old. It was like a clock had awakened inside him. He had seen his friend Johnny 30 years old and had gone through some hypnosis sessions with him. Johnny had put suggestions in Ke...
Brian knew he'd been impetuous. Unfortunately, it was a little late for realizing that. He turned his head from the window of the Cyprus Air plane as it cleared the French coast above Marseilles and sailed out over the Mediterranean. He looked over at the two young men sitting across the aisle from him in first class, aching for them—either one of them. It w...
My current assignment in Den Haag was nearing completion, time to look for a new assignment; first, I would take a few weeks off. Where would I go, what would I do when I got there. Being a solo traveller has its restrictions. Checking out options on the web, I came across someone looking to share a cabin on a cruise ship. I sent him an email saying, I was p...
I am now at the age of 63 and after retirement don't feel to live retired life , so working on contract. Though I am yet smart and energetic and don't feel much tired after long hectic office job, but some times do feel cramps in legs and shoulders. Three months before on weekend evening was sitting in TV lounge along wife and she saw me feeling uncomfortab...
Walter Pinge has no life. It was a phrase commonly heard whispered across the floor. That, and talk of how committed he was to his job. He sat in his private office, day in and day out, quietly number crunching, his obviously intellectual mind constantly churning over behind his thick, black-rimmed glasses. Not even his straight brown hair could hide his pa...
"Thank you," the monsignor said as I handed him down from the carriage in front of 24 Exeter Place in a quiet pocket garden not far from Victoria Station. I had told him my name was Luke, but he'd managed to go all afternoon without directly addressing me—like I wasn't wholly there. This was the first time he'd thanked me, though, and I thought there was rea...
After getting cleaned up and dressed, Rocco and I took a ride in the police cruisers back to the police station. Once we were fingerprinted, photographed and booked, they moved us to the back into some holding cells. Since it was already early evening on a Friday, it looked like these holding cells would be home for the weekend. Fortunately, although we were...
Rottenrow Prison, Glasgow, Scotland, 1876 Andrew Fairfax sat at his desk, grinning as he pondered his good fortune. Only recently it had occurred to him that he really ought to check up on the practices of his secretary, Justin MacDowell, who handled the clearing and selling of prisoner's belongings. When someone was imprisoned for life or for an indetermin...
Despite his impressive body, the fit young man still looked awkward as he stood in his boxer briefs in front of the mirrors that reflected him from all sides. Will didn't mind the view of his chiseled frame, especially the way the light grey fabric of his underwear accentuated his tight bottom and thick bulge, but he wasn't used to being prodded at while so...
This took place quite a few years ago. Yet, the memory is still very vivid. I was out of my Prep and to start my freshman-year in October. I got myself a decent summer job at one of the seaside resorts. Neither cash nor plenty of sex were in short supply those days. People have been always using their vacation to do the things they would normally stay away...