Reminiscences of a Grammar-School Boy By Jason Land These are the reminiscences of a working class, grammar school boy in the years immediately following the end of the Second World War in May 1945 in the industrial north of England. My name is Jonathan David Robertson and I was born in June 1936 so that in 1945 I was eleven years old. For those of my re...
I married a girl 5 years older than me. We met at university and got married two years later. By then I had proven that I wasn't going to manage a degree whereas Pauline had her Masters and a very good job. Pauline has a gay friend, Rick who she has known for ever and he is equally as successful and a few years ahead of her on the fast track. They used to be...
High By The Beach The same Tuesday night that Nick got pounded in the parking lot, he went home to see if either Matt or Francis had updated their status on facebook. Nothing. He looked around at his dirty room, realizing that he'd have to start packing soon for his trip to California. He was excited to see his older brother, Scott, who was telling him ab...
8===> Bacon, eggs, hash browns, & a side of 'Why won't you fuck me?' Josh shifted almost imperceptibly in the bed as he felt the warmth on his cheek. Squinting through the slit of his partially open left eye, he realized a morning sun beam was peeking between a small gap in the heavy window coverings and had found his face. He didn't want to disturb the c...
Author's note Hi there, thanks for taking the time to read this story. Please let me know what you think. This is my second story submitted anywhere, and is a continuation of, Workout Buddies, Chapter 1, The Bet. Folks seemed interested in the first chapter, so this is the first of several additional chapters that continue the story of Larry and Dave (and n...
Lips circled my floating cock, an introducing to getting head underwater. Creating an irresistible sensation, discovering something truly new. The feeling of a stranger's mouth going down my bare lengthening shaft was overwhelmingly sensual, forcing moans of pleasure. The very idea of oral sex like this had never occurred to me, adding to the delight getting...
When I got to the first turnout up the Waimea Canyon Road and couldn't see anything I knew that my worst fears had come true. The fog had beaten me. If I'd just gotten up a little earlier I might have had a better chance of getting clear weather. But it was late morning now and things weren't going to get better. Kauai, the smallest of the major Hawaiian Is...
It was just after dusk when Kevin left the house. As usual, he paused to peer through the crack in the fence surrounding the back yard of the house next door. The lights were on and he felt the familiar stirring in his crotch. Kevin slipped silently through the gate and softly crossed the lawn. Music was blaring from the TV in the den. Kevin cautiously peer...
I walked up the country road beside my friend Danny. Dressed in shorts and t-shirts and carrying a large rucksack each, we talked and told jokes as we made our way to the small village that would be our home for the next week. Originally there were going to be a few of us on this little holiday in the countryside. But, as often happens, one by one people dr...
As a college freshman at a state school in the Rocky Mountains, I was a pretty conservative guy, especially considering all the boozing, drugs, and wild sex that was running rampant in my coed dorm. My high school years were very low key; I had dated the same girl since sophomore year, swam competitively, and studied hard. At university, I was in way over my...