Caught in the act

ADVISORY: This  tale is a little darker than the ones I usually tell – Charles Mitch’s head pounded and his throat hurt but at least the room had stopped spinning. Who was the beautiful naked boy in bed beside him? He had a name. Tim? Jim? He couldn’t remember. He was sure it was something … Continue reading Caught in the act

Party time!

I don’t believe it. I just DO NOT believe it. The state you were in. I have never been so humiliated in all my life. I’ll never be able to face the neighbours. It’ll be all round the street. All over town. I’ll never live it down. You’ll never live it down. I Just CANNOT … Continue reading Party time!

The escapee (or Blakey on the run)

The bars across the window had been sawn through weeks before. They hadn’t been fixed. Money was tight. There were more important things to worry about. Blakey pulled open the sash windows. It was almost dark. The rest of the “students” would be down in the recreation rooms in the hour before bedtime. Now, was … Continue reading The escapee (or Blakey on the run)

Garden boy

I must make a confession right away. There’s not much to this story. Not by way of plot anyway, but I hope you’ll find it interesting nonetheless. It happened to me a few summers ago. That year when it was really hot for about the whole of June and July and then went a long … Continue reading Garden boy

Landlord is sick of the lodger

I lay flat on my back in bed, staring at the ceiling, the ache in my pulsating cock driving me crazy. The strain against my already tight underpants was intense. It was Sarah, the girl with the big tits who serves in the Three Fishers. I couldn’t get her out of my mind. My face, … Continue reading Landlord is sick of the lodger

Coffee shop memory

I was in town the other day and it was freezing so I went into a coffeeshop to warm myself up with a hot chocolate. It’s not one of those horrible chain shops, this one’s just off the High Street and is a bit run down to be honest. It attracts a lot of young … Continue reading Coffee shop memory

The morning after

Scott buried his head in the pillow, it still ached terribly, but the pain in his backside was easing. His stomach was churning and he feared he might be sick at any moment. His bed smelt rancid; close to his nose was a chunk of scrunched up toilet paper, soaked with his own spunk. All … Continue reading The morning after

The Visitor

Albert stood at the twelfth-storey window watching the city below him, sucking on a heavy glass tumbler and half listening to the news wafting from the radio in his lounge room. It’s all doom and gloom, he mused to himself. Why doesn’t anything happy ever happen? The doorbell rang; absent-mindedly he turned the radio down … Continue reading The Visitor

Public Birching

George was walking his dog towards the recreation ground one morning when he realised there were a lot of people on the street, all seemingly going in the same direction. He spotted a neighbour Colin. “Hi Colin,” he said tugging on his dog’s leash to slow him. “What are all these people doing? Is something … Continue reading Public Birching

Fake News #6

Public spanking after disgusting cafeteria prank Special to Standard-Recorder Students at Mason Creek Community College took revenge on two of their own with a public spanking after they had played a disgusting prank with a salad. Marco  Berkovitz and Raphael Benitez, both aged nineteen, took a small bottle of salad dressing from the college dining … Continue reading Fake News #6