The door clicked as it opened and Ellie stepped into her room, pulling her backpack off her shoulder as she did so. As she closed the door behind her, slender fingers making sure to turn the lock on the door, she tossed her bag onto the chair at her desk and turned towards her bed. Her mind was just racing with ideas. She had gotten out early today, business being rather slow, but she was not complaining about that at all...

She had to. She just had to check one more time. Fingers gripping the curtain and carefully pulling it back, Ellie peeked out the window, emerald green eyes darting to the driveway and then the road before she was just as quickly letting go of the curtain to let it fall back into place again. Having seen nothing, she gave a small sigh of relief and stepped back into her room, turning to make her way toward her bed. She ha...

You think Christmas is only for children? That's what old Jim Hadfield thought too and as he was to discover, it is simply a matter of never losing sight of what Christmas intrinsically means and what magic exists still, in those remote places holed-up between fantasy and reality, hope and disillusionment. Jim dreamed - just like everyone else. He dreamed of bygone days when he would leap from his bed Christmas mornings,...

Ashley fumbled through the stack of sealed envelopes she had retrieved from her mailbox. Tears began to whale up in her eyes as each one had “Past Due” stamped in big red letters. She stuffed the envelopes into her bag, and wiped her tears away, and headed off to class. Arriving for her class late, she took a seat near the door, not to cause any disturbance, but unfortunately her tardiness caught the attention of the inst...

My name is Sarah Tinetti. I'm nineteen years of age and I'm sad to say my twelve month youth exchange visit to Australia is coming to an end. It was early January and I was due to depart for home in early February. While I was looking forward to seeing family and friends again, I wasn't particularly looking forward to leaving the warmth of a Queensland summer and returning to the wet and cold back of a Vancouver winter. I...

A little information about myself. It wasn't too long ago about nine months ago. I was nineteen. Believe it or not I had a slim body and slightly toned build because of that. A Twink if you would. I have an extremely curious nature and are always seeking answers to any questions I have. One of those was what would it be like to hold another guys cock. Maybe even suck one. Since I love holding my own cock, why wouldn't I l...

"I really like your father, Alice," my daughter's best friend Regan Reese said bluntly as they both sat in bedroom they shared together.Regan was really a punk rocker chick, as my daughter Alice was a cute little pixie girl who dressed in normal girly clothing while Regan was the one to dress in chains, dark and bright colours, chokes, black studded wrist brands and even skull clothing.Regan was a very sexual woman, Alice...

She remembered him. Not too well but she did, seeing as she was a very young girl at the time of his graduation. Instead of going on to work for some company her uncle, Aaron Chesapeake Campbell, had decided to travel around the world. And that was what he did. Let me first start off a little about him. As a kid growing up and into his college years, Aaron was relatively tall but somewhat fat with his love handles, somewh...

She sat back, the night of the prom and felt like the only one she knew of who didn’t get herself a date that night. Now 19 and one of the prettiest girls in her class she never could figure out why she hadn’t gotten a date for it. Still she went anyway. For some reason, she told herself, maybe there’d be a guy who’d come up, and ask her to dance. Was that lame or was it lame she wondered? It was 1982 and yes that’s right...

It was about 1890 or 1891 approximately but I’m not sure to be exact. I was holed up in this shack when she came by and out of nowhere too. My leg was “damaged” somewhat and seeing as I was by myself I had to find a way to fix it up as best as I could but what I’d done wasn’t all that good. She was about as naïve as they came, except in mending people’s injuries I’d say because she fixed me up swell as she tore off parts...

Let me introduce myself to you. My name is Jon Combes, and I've been gay since my mom's fifteenth boyfriend fucked me when I was nineteen. Since a lot of you guys wanted a real story. I decided to use my personal story. This is my story about the first night. I was in bed, Mom was downstairs with Paul. I heard her scream, and ran downstairs to see if she was ok. "Get your ass back up," Paul yells. "Don't make me come-- He...