Old Mr Postlethwaite's choice for Henry, of all people, to accompany him to lunch was met with some consternation by the young men at the office. Henry didn't work any harder than anyone else, they felt. He was certainly not smarter than Frank, for instance, or Malcolm, or even William. Then why did Mr Postlethwaite, the man they'd all wanted as their mentor...
A while back Tom, a co-worker, was sharing his pictures with us from a recent trip to Glacier National Park. I enjoy the great outdoors and his trip appealed to me. One thing he emphasized was the need to make room reservations at least a year in advance due to the short season there. Seeing no need to reinvent the wheel, I visited with Tom and literally dup...
Duncan Cyrus, age 27, Pick Up It was one of those weekdays. You know, tired of the rut you're in. I get up, cook a breakfast sandwich, hygiene and before-work-prep, go to work, work the 9 to 5, go to gym, come home, hygiene, recreational activity, bed - repeat, repeat, repeat. I did this for months, and at first I didn't even notice it. I mean, my place is...
I'm going to get a little autobiographical on you guys now. The story I'm going to tell you is all true and it's really an explanation of how I learned to make the best carrot cake in the world and why I like it so much. It's my favourite. In college I studied writing, primarily. I have a BA in creative writing but I had to take other classes too and this s...
My father once advised me things are not always what they appear to be. I have always remembered his wisdom and teaching. My wife, Annabella, and I decided to enjoy a small respite from our usual hectic schedule. While finishing a small job in Las Vegas, we chose the Bellagio for a week-end rest. That evening, we attended a Celine Dion concert and afterward...
We entered my apartment after a matinée at the theater. Melinda had been my lover for a month and we were already discussing whether we should move in together. Despite our obvious differences, after all I was male and she was female, we were compatible in so many ways. Yes, the sex was good but everyday life was even better. After all, we were both intellec...
[All characters in this story are above 18 years of age.] INTRODUCTION The summer I was sent to Mountain Farm, I was in my late teens (19). A had for a couple of years already been soiling the sheets with my nightly juices almost every night and my attention to schoolwork and helping out at home had become more and more distracted by my growing and constan...
I guess sooner or later it had to happen. It had crept up on me, real sneaky like. I had been noticing these white, hardened patches starting to grow on my foreskin, exactly on the edge that protrudes the most when my dick is at rest. But I didn't think much of it. As a tennis pro I've had calluses on my hands and feet all my life. So I was used to that. You...
Chapter 5 - Dinner I awoke, alone, to low light through the porthole, sunset on us as we sail past Carlsbad. I glance toward the door and see something stuck in the jamb above the lock. The note reads: "Sweet boy - Shower, shave - everything - then open the contents of this box and use it. Afterwards you may open the locker in the bathroom and put on the...
THE SIXTH DAY She was waiting for me when my car pulled up to her apartment building, wearing a yellow sundress through which her nipples were prominently on display. When I ran my hand down her backside, I could feel no panties under the dress, a fact I confirmed when I pulled up the front to tickle her bare vulva. A quick hug and kiss and a grope at each...