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Anything Your Heart Desires

Fate intervenes on a rainy drive home.

It was good to get off the M74 after so many hours. I was relieved to reach Glasgow and to know I was close to home. The east-winding road to Edinburgh is one of my favourites; I don't know how many times I'd stopped along it as a student, just to get out...

A Beautiful Girl With A Big Surprise

A client has a big surprise for me.

During my time as a student, I was a student ambassador and was involved in many aspects of student life, including helping others from time to time. When I left university, I stayed locally and was offered the chance to become a student councillor. They...

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A song called Cunt

Sometimes you just want to sing "You're a cunt!"

I was sitting staring at the screen, absent-mindedly chewing the end of a strand of my red hair when the Features Editor wandered over. “Jackie, have you heard of K-Pop?” I grinned at him. “Well yeah, but I don’t think that’s exactly my scene. I think I h...

Tom Stands Naked In The Queue

After some physical education, it's time to hit the showers.

Tom's bare ass is right in front of me. I'm trying to stare at it without looking like I'm staring at it. The sound of the showers muffles the jovial conversation of the more confident guys up ahead, already getting clean while we are still queueing. We'r...

I’ve been laying here, on her bed, for what seems an eternity, although the glowing red numbers on the clock tell a different tale. She left me here, naked, a white chess piece sitting precariously on my quivering stomach… “If it’s not there, precisely in...

Teen Twink Sells Himself to Mature Men

A redhaired, sixteen-year-old twink discovers that grown men will pay to have sex with him.

  My childhood was a little traumatic, growing up in a working-class family in South Boston in the 1990s. My mother and father are both pure-blooded, Irish Catholics, and I inherited their pale skin, freckles, and bright red hair. I was teased mercilessly...