What's up everybody? My name is Alain Joseph, and my friends call me A.J. I was born on January 30, 1987 in the town of Cap-Haitien, in the north coast of the island of Haiti, and my family moved to the City of Montreal, province of Quebec, in the summer of 1997. I recently graduated from McGill University with a Master's degree in Business Administration an...
22 year old Spalding Tyll walked home disconsolately, his knapsack hanging off his arm. It had now been 103 days since Mother had allowed him to masturbate, and it was hanging heavy on his young balls. Mother was mad at Spalding... She was going to punish him through humiliation by making him jerk off in front of the hottest cheerleader at Buttermilk Fall...
It was summer, 1966. I was just 18 and, like the country I lived in and the world around us, I felt the anxiety of transition between an age of innocence and one of awareness. Every summer my family took a trip up to the mountains for two weeks of camping. This was car-camping with propane stoves and lanterns, mosquito repellant, huge tents made of canvas, f...
NOTE: The original artwork for this story has been removed to facilitate easier publication on this site. If you would like to see the illustrations, please contact me. Enjoy! * The anticipation and worry was killing him. It had been two days -- TWO DAYS -- since Jonathan sent Lilly those photos. Had she seen them? Did she hate them? Would she never talk t...
"And you can tell those people in your so-called coven that when and if I decide to be a bride, it will be to a man I chose!" Leppi jammed her finger into the 'off' switch of her cell phone with enough violence to make up for the fact that she couldn't slam it down onto a receiver. "And what, if I can stick my nose into your business, was tha all about?" Be...
A note from the author: After being a fan of this site for some time now, I thought it would be fun to write about some of the relatively unique experiences that I've been fortunate enough to enjoy. For the most part, everything I'll write happened as I describe, except that I've changed a few names and minor details to keep everyone involved anonymous. Whil...
This is my first time doing anything like this. My boyfriend found this site and we have really loved some of the stories. I decided to write about my first time. It was rather unconventional and I had several firsts in a short period of time. I hope everyone likes it. I have a few more experiences that I’ve had since then and am eager to write about those....
My parents bought a new place and we'd just moved in. The house was very nice but it was going to take some time to get it (and us) properly organised. Mum was running around, trying to decide what furniture she wanted where, what she wanted to get rid, what she wanted to buy new. It turned out that new covered all curtains and blinds. The few that were in...
Gentle readers, a friend and writing partner suggested I make it clear from the beginning that this isn't a stroke story. And truly, it is not. Sometimes, you just need an old-fashioned love story. All rights reserved, but you knew that. "Money may buy you a fine dog, but only love makes him wag his tail." - Kinky Friedman raconteur, Texas Jewboy, a...
Britt arrived home next morning on time and was delighted that Marty recognized her instantly... and Rita said of course he could because Britt was his mother. She looked at Britt and shook her head saying, "I'd forgotten what too much drink and sex and insufficient sleep can do to a person. You look as if you've aged five years. Put Marty down early and wi...