The Royal Canadian Mounted Police, the Canadian national police service, is unique in the world since it's a national, federal, provincial and municipal policing body -- all the police organisations rolled into one. And we're proud of it. Canada skipped the violence of the American pioneer experience as Canadians spread out onto the western plains because th...
"You sure I can't get you boys anything before I turn in?" Melody Parker asked us as she prepared to go upstairs, and after her husband Paul told her we were fine she smiled and gave her husband a kiss before taking a couple of steps around the bar to give me a peck on the cheek as well. "Goodnight Melody," I called out to her back as she headed upstairs, m...
I first met Matt Humphrey on a subway train one cold night in January. Well, that was the first time we actually had a conversation. We had gone to the same boarding school for three and a half years, but had never once had a conversation. Which, when I think about it, is really quite amazing, considering the fact that we only went to school with 200 guys, b...
It was one of those damp cold dreary evenings that Britons know to be so frequent in their early winter, when Floin was escorted from training camp common barracks to the Spartan but warm hut of the training commander. He had been complimented well for so quickly taking to the soldierly arts. He hoped that this would be the night that he would be paired off...
Nothing is what it seems Dedicated to tampabayed * "Sorry, Eddie. That's just the way it is. Buck up, you'll get over it." He smiled like a poker player, no humor. "You'll find another cock to suck." "Chucky! Don't leave me!" When Ed heard the restroom door close behind his ex-lover, he pulled the stall door shut, put his head down on his knees, and c...
21-year-old Jason Charles found himself laying down on the bed in the hotel room that he was splitting with his line brother Deyonte. He was fully dressed for the cocktail hour that his Fraternity was hosting. He was a legacy and a recent initiate of Omega Psi Phi Fraternity Incorporated and this was his first conference. His fraternity was holding their St...
I suppose I should start at the beginning of my story. My name is David Gill, I'm eighteen, and a senior in high school. At five feet, ten inches and about 150 pounds, I'm not a big guy, but it's not like I'm a wuss. I'm striker on the soccer team at my school and I did karate for about five years, I was pretty good at it too, so I know how to handle myself....
I had found him through a friend of a friend of a friend. He didn't look like much when we met in Starbucks to discuss particulars. In fact, he didn't look at all like what I wanted. "So, how did you settle on this?" he asked me. "It was a costume party," I answered. "I hadn't, you know, been much interested in or turned on by anything until then, and . ....
"Ahhh, that were very nice," I said with a deep, satisfied sigh, as I spilled my seed down Des's chin. We were in the boathouse on the lower lake, here because Des had wanted me to fuck him. But now we'd have to sit and talk for a bit, listening to the racing shells grind against the dock outside in the bit of a squall that had come up over Sandhurst. It wou...
Less than five months from the time the Master—I no longer could think of and refer to him as the Indian doctor—had initiated me, I had four more-or-less regular sex partners dominating me. I couldn't use the word lover at that point, however. All of them were using me more for their own pleasure and needs than for mutual satisfaction. On Saturday afternoons...