UNDERWEAR - The Second and Concluding Part. (The following material is the sole property of Sadie and Josh Rose and any unauthorised use thereof will bring on a hefty kick in the wallet from our lawyers and - when we catch you - a whack in the nuts from us, for good measure! You have been warned.) MANCHESTER.... ENGLAND Back at the house, in a bathrobe,...
"Shit, the way this snow is falling, I'm not getting my rocks off tonight." "Steady as she goes, Chuck. Lucky for us there are bars close to the ship. Let's try this one." Naval Petty Officer Three Ryan Stevens pushed open the door of the bar and ushered Naval Petty Officer Two Chuck Adams into a dimly lit bar, filled with smoke and with muted and fuzzy Co...
After the victory against Majestic Amateurs that sealed our passage through to the second round of the Cup competition there was no doubt the atmosphere in the changing room was one of intense confidence. We were on the up: the team was balanced, starting to click together, and there was a belief in our own abilities. Training on Monday and Wednesday was enj...
Jake, the college dormitory's newest college freshman, started to head upstairs. He knew from what he was told last night that he had to be initiated before he was welcomed among the juniors and seniors he was wanting to live at the dormitory with this year. To him, it seemed like a small, surmountable task that would last an hour, maybe two, and he'd be abl...
"No rent again." The deep, booming voice of the landlord seemed to fill the tiny apartment. "This is the third month in a row, Mr. Burnside." "I know." Steve Burnside answered his voice small in the wake of such a huge man. "Well then you should also know that you'll be on the street by the end of the week." There seemed to e in the large man's eyes even t...
I can remember the first time I heard of a 'sin-eater'. I was thirteen and one of my friends, Charlie Williams, told me that he was the heir of a sin-eater. "What the hell is a sin-eater?" I'd asked and Charlie grew quiet, glancing through the tiny hole we cut in the refrigerator box that we were sharing as a fort and a breeze swept through the branches of...
Something short and hopefully sweet. Any errors that remain are mine. Thanks to LarryInSeattle for his editing efforts. All the participants are over eighteen. Enjoy. ***** Being rich takes a lot of work. Being obscenely rich, not so much, especially if you're lucky. Luck is a relative concept. I was unlucky that my parents died when I was but a wee la...
CHAPTER TWO: Raised Wrong Morning came far too quickly. Jove was an early riser by habit. They all were. They lived on a farm and had multiple chores to attend to at the crack of dawn. So even despite the lack of sleep, he found himself up, washed and dressed at the usual hour. Jove wore simple breeches, that were easy and comfortable to move in. His...
A cocky little thief who thought he was invincible would get a rude awakening and in the end come up against the hard facts of life. Eddie McCormick, 18, smirked as he thought of his buddies who had chickened out this time. He wasn't afraid of anybody let alone a lone security guard as he climbed the fence that surrounded Sonica Electronics. An experienced...
PATRICK INGRAM-LEWIS - OLIVER'S FATHER A Homoerotic Short Story By Jason Land FOREWORD Subsequent to publishing the first story in the chronicles of the Ingram-Lewis family, the present Headmaster of Rigby School, having read the first account, kindly gave me access to documents from the school archives which throw a somewhat different light on the scho...