Chapter 3 It’s usually pretty easy to tell how a pitch is going once you start. Sometimes you know how it’s going to go just based on how the clients greet you and what room they put you in. If they’ve come into the meeting with a preexisting idea of their agency of choice, the pitch doesn’t even really matter. And that can be really fucking maddening. This is one of those cases where it’s obvious how it’s going. The mome...

Chapter One This is exactly why I prefer working with men. Which I know makes me sound like a female misogynist. But sitting in a room for hours on end while her perfume hits me like a wave every time I move an inch, is increasingly challenging at this hour. We’ve been at this since yesterday morning. I have no power against the stale cookies left on the table from yesterday’s lunch. And I certainly have no power against...

Jesus Christ, I should have gotten a different lawyer. Not the best time to be thinking this as I sit in the waiting room of Wagner Easton. I probably should have just canceled the appointment when I was on the website and saw her photo. And definitely should have canceled it once I sufficiently stalked her online. To distract myself, I look around the swanky office. I had a feeling it was going to be nice. I should have...

Brianna saw her out of the corner of her eye. It was quite the sighting. Spending your day at a Toronto beach was great. Spending a sunny day at a Toronto beach was better. But this blew both preceding alternatives out of the water. It was that Brazilian woman who worked at Loblaws, the one with the huge breasts, the stunning eyes, and the pale brown skin. She was leaning against a flat concrete block, which was mercifull...

I met him during the Pride Parade in my city. In fact, at first, I did not even realize that it was a ‘he’. His structure was pretty feminine and he was also dressed in a lot of makeup and wearing a tank top and shorts!I, a twenty-five-year-old guy, who had been straight as an arrow, suddenly found that I could not look away from him. He noticed that I was checking him out and winked back at me and blew a kiss. I felt a b...

Chapter1 I was in the parking lot, in Tyler’s Mercedes, when I saw her for the first time. He parked in the back row, I was between classes and Tyler was blowing his off to stick his dick in me. He was in the driver’s seat and I was on his lap. I’m short, just 5’5” so I can straddle a boy in the front seat of a car and rock his world, even when he’s driving. But like I was saying, I was getting some vitamin D, Tyler was b...

My sister, Victoria, has always been the star of the family. Top of her class since the day she was born. The President of half the clubs at our high school, founding member of the other half. Come graduation, the administration had to ask her to step down as class President so that someone else would have a chance to give a speech. She agreed with all the grace and charm that was expected of her and, a year older than me...

"Are many of them still waiting?" Nate asked as he removed the small pouch of toiletries from his locker. The communal bathroom at the end of the corridor was shared by around fifty military recruits, all living on the same floor. Those assigned to the bunk right next to it often rushed in first to claim the showers before the others could. "There wasn't anyone when I came out," his bunkmate James replied, scrubbing his h...

New Year's Eve, my girlfriend and I always celebrate something fierce. It's not our anniversary, but we actually met on December thirty-first, so we always like to do something stupid. The night is always eventful, we make sure of it. This year, a friend of ours drove all the way in from out of the state and came to stay with us for the weekend. The night wore on pretty quickly, and most of the bars we hit were lame. The...

Chapter One My name is Dominic Jones and my story begins a few weeks after my twenty-first birthday. Looking back, I think I first realised I was gay when I was thirteen years old, but I don't think I fully understood what that meant until I was about sixteen. During the last five years, or so, I've done a lot of soul searching, but have yet to accept being gay and I still haven't told anybody about it. I haven't even met...