It's deathly quiet in the office, deep within the provisional Earth-Hell Initiative headquarters. Casey is sitting at one end of a long table, frantically scribbling away at a sheet of paper as she tuts and swears beneath her breath. Over by the door, Bessa sits with her hands crossed politely on her lap, but her closed eyes and slumped posture suggests that she had dozed off the moment she sat down. Lilith is pacing up a...

I see the red, white, and blue lights dancing on the trees and bushes around me. They appear almost like Christmas lights bouncing off the shrubs and leaf-filled branches, other spots are just deep black holes. I stop and turn around… “What are you doing here ? The park is closed after 10pm !” Exiting out of his lit-up police cruiser, a tall, broad shouldered officer is asking me sternly. Hands-on his holster, he slowly w...

It was just another Wednesday; I was home from Kickboxing and fresh out of the shower, sitting on the floor in my bathrobe, drying my hair as you happily came strolling in wearing just a pair of shorts. You know Kickboxing makes me horny, tired but fucking horny. Wednesday evenings are usually your lucky time! Sitting on the edge of the bath, you can see, in the mirror's reflection, that I have not put on any underwear ye...

The next day, I walked onto the practice field. I found Pedro waiting for Bernardo at the halfway line. He winked at me. Then he takes off running with Bernardo. They were running hard, sprinting in perfect unison, side by side, as they ran toward the end zone. I sat on the ground, watching as the others lined up on the field and stretched. Unexpectedly, there was a sense of loss in my heart. James Hall, a defender of the...

Andy was a driving instructor, and well-known among the cottaging fraternity in North Nottingham. I had heard his name mentioned by different guys who described fantastic sexual sessions they’d had with him. He was a total bottom with a reputation for having a willing arse, and a magnificent cock that anyone would have been proud of. I lived in hope that my path might cross with his one day. I finished some shopping at th...

Shay and her two friends exited the popular three-floor lounge at 3 am. “Damn, I loved the vibe in there,” Cassia said. “Shit I did not want to leave,” Shay said. “When we leave the lounge, it’s always very late. The two of you want to get breakfast afterward and It’s almost 6 a.m.,” Senna said. “So you are breaking our tradition tonight?” Cassia said. “Yes,” Senna said. “How about we go have breakfast at the new restaura...

It was my last full day in London before heading back to my home country. It was a beautiful warm sunny day in the English capital. This wasn’t my first time in this large bustling city, and I’d already been here for a few days already, so I’d seen most of the sites and attractions by now, and today I was keen to just chill somewhere quiet and watch the world go by. I managed to find a small café on the banks of the Thame...

My first term at boarding school had been awful. It had felt like a good idea at the time. when my parents had decided that they were going to move and I refused to go. I wanted to stay where I was, as I didn’t want to move away from my girlfriend. My plan was, that if I refused to go, it would make them change their mind and stay, but they called my bluff. The place was full of posh rich boys, who were going to go and wo...

They giggled and stumbled into the empty bathroom together, wine still dripping from their shirts. “Can you believe that just happened?” Jenn exclaimed, yanking paper towels from the dispenser as soon as the motor could roll them out. She handed some to Kyle, then bunched some together for herself. “At least the waitress comped the meal,” he laughed, rubbing emphatically at the wine quickly staining the whole front of his...

It was in 1980 that I moved to Nottingham as an eighteen-year-old, keen to discover places where I might find some sexual adventure. It was a dangerous time since the laws against homosexuality were draconian, and getting caught in any compromising activity risked severe penalties. Many guys weren’t deterred by this, and some even appeared to relish the risks involved. The obvious places for action were the various public...

As you know, from my previous story, I get on extremely well with my client. And, as you know, I flashed him and he came as a result of me flashing him. He didn't cum a great deal, there was a little trickle, then a little squirt, and another, very small, trickle. That was just over two weeks ago, and things have escalated since. On the day I flashed Ian and saw him cum, I went on a week's leave. I got back about a week a...