Prologue Many of you reading this may not be familiar with an organisation called The International Federation of Naked Bodybuilders or IFNB for short. Well as this story concerns men who are associated with the IFNB, might I suggest that you familiarise yourself with the activities of this, I suspect, fictive organisation, by logging-on to its blog? The ad...
I had my pickup and he had his jeep, and we were harvesting flagstone from an abandoned farmstead. It was used as paving and edging throughout the once-handsome garden. The owner was getting ready to take the house down and she wanted the stone to go to someone that would put it to good use. So that's where we came into the picture...Eric was going to help m...
Author's Note: This is a continuation of the story "It's All about the Love of Long Hair". Please read it before starting this one. Please keep in mind that this is a very slow story and it involves my fantasies and has nothing to do with real life. Your comments are always appreciated and it helps me a lot. *** I was driven to a luxurious building by a ch...
My roommate, Kent, was the best wingman I ever had. He was a good looking blonde to my brunette and even though I was in good shape at six foot and 185 pounds, he had a few inches on me with my same weight. Every female I knew asked me about him and I would have been jealous if he weren’t so gracious and such a cool guy. The thing is when he answered my ad f...
Hey everyone!!! Sorry for not posting for a long time. I meant to write a lot more but my bosses decided that overtime is actually a good thing. First of all, I need to say thank you to Drenkara for helping straighten out what I wanted to do with this story. It's too bad that life had to get busy before I finished, but thank you for your help. Next, thank...
He'd just started to take off his parka in the waiting room when she came out from her inner office dressed in a heavy coat, a scarf around her throat. She smiled the smile she always smiles - the "psychiatrist to patient smile." She spoke to him in her friendly, professional therapist voice: bright, warm, hopeful. "Keep your parka on. Did you do as I aske...
RICHARD: The days that followed Kijus's departure were rather surreal. The family simply didn't function the same. Brija was distant, studying the journal full of information Kijus wrote for her like it was a holy book full of salvation. Roi and Jon were having their problems due to Roi taking the training of Silver far more seriously than their relationshi...
BOOK IV. David's Last Undergraduate Year [Books I to III should be read first] Chapter 48 Jon When I investigated my pet topic of drystone walling, I found that organisations already existed to promote repair and training in drystone walling, so that a trust along the lines of the Afforestation Trust was not necessary. What was necessary however, was a tr...
Your name is Robert "Robin" Meadows. You're from a boring suburban town in Minnesota. Because of peer pressure in High School you never had the chance to fool around with anyone in your school. Not like there was anyone to fool around with, it seemed like everyone around you was straight as an arrow. Well that was until now. You're starting your fi...
My name is Craig and I have been on here before. I am now twenty years old and working as a Junior Purser on a Cruise Ship in the Mediterranean. Originally I came from Stornoway in Scotland but had to finish my studies at Universities in Ayr and Glasgow to gain qualifications in business and maritime; this is my story. Initially I lived in Halls of Residenc...