After a bitter divorce, and the loss of my business, I went through all the usual depression stages as well as trying to kill myself. My life was shit, there was nothing much left in the world for me. After about a year of drinking myself stupid and generally stuffing the remainder of my life, I finally began to just exist from day to day, waiting for nature...
I glanced around me, marvelling at the hustle and bustle. The two kilometres Avenue des Champs-Élysées was one of the most famous streets in the world and after a long day's shopping, Luciana and I were enjoying a martini and a slice of cake outside of the Restaurant Le Fouquet's Parisian brasserie. Each of our shopping bags was tucked away under our table....
After my boyfriend Ryosuke and I had been going out for a while, he started inviting me over to his host family's house in Oceanview, California. I'd met his family a few times, but at first, I found it a bit nerve-wracking visiting them. They live in a kind of rich part of town, so I felt intimidated, as if I had to be on my best behavior. The Francis' hous...
"East is East, and West is West, and never the twain shall meet," or so wrote the illustrious Rudyard Kipling in his 'Ballad of East and West.' With all due respect to Kipling, however, the two have indeed met, and have been dancing a complicated exchange of goods, ideas and even people for many centuries now. And this cultural exchange applies to almost all...
This story and all characters are fictional. My sincere thanks to my editor findingmyvoice. Without her encouragement and editing, this story would have never been completed. You always pay the Piper - To pay a price that you deem high or unfair, but failing to pay the price will result in dire consequences. ***** Joel unlocks the front door to his hous...
This story is a standalone part two to Mina: "Exchange Student Extraordinaire", and is my sophomore effort at writing. It's a long time coming but I am very pleased with the progression of the story so far. Hopefully there will be more sooner this time. All characters are, of course, 18 or older. The original story can be found by clicking on my author name...
"Honey, there is something we need to talk about." "Right now?" I was comfortably sprawled out on our bed, and my wife was on her knees at my feet, rubbing my dick through my pants. I was obviously eager to postpone the conversation. "Yes, honey, right now." We had just come home from dinner with her cousin Juni, who is visiting us from Japan for a we...
As was the tradition in many Japanese companies, every year the whole staff took a trip somewhere to bond and relax. I was new that year and also a foreigner, so quite the oddity amongst a sea of Japanese men and women. Everyone was polite, some a bit wary, others quite interested to meet the new "gaijin". On day one of our trip to Sapporo, and after the o...
I've been staying in Seoul for a couple of weeks when a friend mentioned the term 'booking club' in a discussion about the local night club scene. I never heard of that before and it turned out that there are a number of clubs in Seoul with a quite unique system that allows men & women getting hooked up. I was told that the clubs have a relatively high numb...
Note from Jake Rivers: This is my sixth semi-annual "invitational." The initial one was based on the Statler Brother's song, "This Bed of Rose's." The second used the Marty Robbins El Paso trilogy: "El Paso" "El Paso City " and "Faleena." The third had stories based on the various versions of "Maggie May" or "Maggie Mae." The fourth invitational was based o...