I didn't pay too much attention when Dad announced that we would have another house guest for a few days. He is a lecturer at the local university and often invites his research students back for a meal or to stay for the weekend. Usually they are pretty boring, content to have long, earnest discussions with Dad over endless cups of coffee in his den. So you...
This is the true story of my first bisexual experience. See I am a 30 years old bisexual male and have been that way for about 10 years. I am 5'10" 175 lbs. nice ass and tight bas athletic muscular build and go to the gym 6 times a week. It started when I was in college when I first got a computer and was exposed to the internet. I began looking at female p...
I had been working in The Hague for about three months and in my rented flat for about two on Laan van Meedervoot, working in the Polder Polder area of Ryswick. Still coming to terms with Dutch names. However; I had found a nice restaurant in the next block where the Dutch couple who ran it sort of, adopted me, and gave me guidance in Dutch. Food was excelle...
August 27, 1944 Paul jerked and shuddered at the sound of the salvo of gunfire that penetrated through to his cell from across the courtyard. He looked around the small cell. Stone floor, walls, and ceiling. a cot suspended down from chains on the wall at one side. A drain in the corner with a chamber pot next to it. The Ritz it was not. This was anything...
"I still think you should bring the cops in on this, Logan." The two young men were sitting in Jan's car outside of the East Jersey State Prison in Rahway. They both worked for the Newark Star-Ledger. Jan was an entertainment editor. If he'd been the editor of the news desk, he wouldn't be letting the young city-beat junior editor, Logan Sinclair, go on thi...
This is the third and last of a group of three related stories: Petty Officer Pettifer Pettifer the Gay Disciplinarian Pettifer – The Warden ***** CHAPTER 1 Kevin Pettifer: Warrant Officer Kevin Pettifer, to give him his full title, stood, cane still in his hand, and looked with a sense of great personal satisfaction at the richly welted, muscular arse...
Edited by: D6KTA ***** Chapter Two Slowly, the world came back into focus around Rei. It started by the odd warm feeling he felt around his body. His mother had taken the heater he had bought for himself, saying she couldn't trust him not to burn their house down. He had watched as his mother sold it in order to buy herself more booze. The next thing that...
Scott Monroe reeled out of the summerhouse at the back of the mansion property on Edgehill Road in the exclusive Westover Hills section of Wilmington, Delaware. Behind him, still reclining on a bench nailed to the wall around the inner rail of the summerhouse, lay Lani Lamotte, tennis skirt bunched up around her waist, panties on the wooden boards of the str...
"We shall say nothing of this." "No, I shan't," I murmured as I panted. I didn't think I could count on the tall black man with the slender body, big hands, big feet, and the long cock to stay silent among his peers about what he could get from an English youth, someone from the white farm owner's family. But that was not my problem. Gashirai, the gardener...
The two hardboiled cops went into the police station's locker room, hot and sweaty from a hard day's work patrolling the mean streets of Atlanta. It was already unbearably hot in the summer, but getting involved in a shootout after a botched drug bust had only made things worse. Officer Radwalski took opened his locker and started to take off his uniform to...