I just started a new training class at work. A whole bunch of us are being drafted into a new department due to the "needs of the business." Most of the people aren't too happy about it, since it's a sales-type of department. We'll get our base pay, plus an incentive; not a commission, but an incentive. I've decided to have a positive attitude about it - it...
This was my first gay experience that could be called such. I had mutually wanked off with over boys in the past when learning about sex but never further than that. This happened in 1968 in London. I was eighteen, on my way home from leave in the Royal Navy which I had joined as a boy at 15. Having got to Charing Cross station I saw that I had missed my l...
I spotted him sitting at the receptionist's desk on the first day of my new job at the University. This being the Computer Science Department there wasn't really a wealth of hot guys, so he definitely stood out. He was just my type, too—short but beefy, his head shaved clean, wearing a white t-shirt that barely contained his brick shithouse body. He had a ta...
Karl pulled himself up to a sitting position against the headboard of the bed, pulled the used condom off his cock, tossed it in the vicinity of the wastebasket, and reached for the pack of cigarettes on the nightstand. Lighting up and blowing smoke at the ceiling, he watched as the rent boy came out of the bathroom and padded, unselfconsciously around the s...
Dear Readers, The much-awaited next chapter!! Sorry it took so long. Writing this kind of stuff got put on hold for a little while due to some love complications and graduate school. This chapter may not have any sexual parts, but I was trying to get some ends of the last few chapters straight and some other stuff out of the way so we can get to the really...
Sunday the 25th It was early Sunday morning when I left Nancy. It was mid-semester and we didn't get much studying done when we were together. I got to the dorm at 9:00 AM. There was music playing inside Frank's and my room. He usually left for church at 8:00 AM. He didn't talk about his church, but I guessed it was pretty informal, since he never dressed...
BRENDAN "Harder B, give it to me!" she whispered roughly as she dug her red polished nails to my back muscles. Her legs around my hips and her feet hooked on to each other pushing my ass more close to her pussy. Her tits bouncing up and down as I flick on each nipple. Maya and I were supposed to head off to the Weston High Cabinet meeting but, as usual, (i...
It was hot. The summer had crept over the pine-covered mountains and begun to slide into our small, lakeside township. A week after the local high school graduation, an annual bliss, prior to the infestation of summer travelers and renters, allowed residents to enjoy their picturesque homeland without the intrusive nuisance. My two best friends and I were d...
I gave up smoking ten years ago, for the second time, after keeping off it for 6[six] years from the previous time. And it was worse than hard that second time, and I know I couldn't do it again. Even now my brain still starts craving tobacco whenever I smell the sweet aroma of fresh tobacco, fresh cigarettes. Even the fresh smoke exhaled across a table, mor...
"I don't think you'll find it that easy. I think . . . oh, here they are." Randy broke off his sentence and went into a pose at the semicircular banquette seat in the dimly lit hotel bar. He'd drawn attention to the entrance of the bar, where three men were standing, about to enter. I knew one of them, of course—Angelo, my pimp. He was Randy's and my pimp t...