'Being a postman around these parts is the best job I could have,’ Dave tells himself. ‘All these La-Di-Da people with their nice houses and big shiny cars parked on the drive. Two cars most of them. Little do they know that the postman sometimes cums twi...
It’s been seven weeks now since I came in here. Seven weeks of lying in this bed, legs only just out of plaster and both arms still plastered up and unusable. The only thing I suppose I should be grateful for is that I am my own private room in this priva...
During my schooldays, I used to knock about with a friend quite often who had not been one of our local gang when we were all growing up. He always seemed a bit of a loner to me. I had knocked about with him for about two years or so off and on. He was wi...
I was a seventeen-year-old, naturally horny boy, who seemed to be always preoccupied with masturbation. I had two older sisters, one being eighteen and the other, nineteen, almost twenty. Both sisters lived at home at that time, the younger one preparing...
My step-mother would have been in her mid-forties by the time I was nineteen. I thought her quite attractive and I had noticed that men used to give her the odd lustful glance. She had kept in good shape with a fairly narrow waist and a nice bum. I had ne...
I was nineteen years old and still lived at home with my parents. Because I had gone on to technical college when I finished my sixth year at grammar school, I had got myself a Saturday job to earn a bit of pocket money. It was when I left the shop that I...
John was nineteen years old. He had grown up on a large housing estate where there were plenty of other boys of his age to hang around with. He had been part of a gang of about twelve friends. One of the gang was a boyish-looking girl who always made sure...
