It was a typical rainy Monday morning. I was running late for a meeting. I had just arrived in town and had to wait for a cab at the airport. There was no time to go to my hotel and check my bags so I would have to take them in with me. I arrived at the Shaw building about 10 minutes before I was due to do my presentation. I dashed into the bathroom in the lobby to take a leak and freshen up a...
Well this story just recently took place during the Spring Break of 2003... I must say that while my job isn't that hard it can be boring at times but I must say that I am very thankful for working on this very evening. I had been at work for about 8 hours and I was very tired from all the hard work I had put in. I was working by myself because we are usually so slow that we only need one...
This story is not intended to be read by minors. If you are, please do not read, and close this window. This story is the property of the author. It cannot be duplicated in any way without the author's permission. A giant thank you all for the e-mail compliments. Toby Keith fans, those stories have not stopped and for the Tim McGraw fans, I'm working on that. So far under Celebrity I have...
A few years ago I worked in an adult bookstore while I lived in Denver. I worked the graveyard shift and had the responsibility to close the store from 6-7 every morning to clean. We had both an adult theatre and video arcade that would often require some extensive cleaning. At the time I was in my mid-twenties and still exploring exactly what being gay meant sexually. I wasn’t exactly drop...
I had taken the week off to catch up on some work around the house. I had only lived in the neighborhood seven months and had not spent many weekday hours at home. During the weekend, the neighborhood seemed quiet and residential. It was after 3 o’clock when the doorbell rang amidst my reorganization of my bedroom. Few people knew I was off so I had no idea who was at to door. Turned out to be...
I was sitting in my office poring over the layout for next month’s magazine when Adam strolled in. Even though I reported directly to him, it was rare for him to show up in my office. It was good to see him, though. After he’d started dating Michael, I never saw him outside of work; and before my promotion, I saw him in the office once a month, at most. I missed his friendship. I missed...
It was late summer 1996. I had just gotten a new job at a security firm. I was relieved to find that it was fairly close to the house. I had just turned 20 years old and was in the beginning stages of discovering my sexual identity. I was in good company as there were many officers who were also either "out" or beginning to understand who they were. My story starts about 3 months after I...
The Linemen By James Buchanan Jones Guy Ferguson was one fine piece of work for a man. Not really what you would call "hunky" or outwardly muscular, just a really nice bit of work for a man. I noticed him right off at the union hall were I came on a "travelers card" as a Journeyman Lineman. We were to work on power lines to and from the substations that dotted the land in a southwest...
I was 18 then. I had completed my high school and I was waiting for my results then to get into polytechnic. I had 6 months of holidays, so I took on a vacation job. I was working in Swensen’s, but the pay was damn low and the job was very busy. I looked for a new job and I came upon Rice Republic, a small Asian cuisine restaurant. One day I went to work as usual, but there was a new face. My...
Energy Supply, Part 1 Energy comes in a variety of forms... I am American and I’m gay but shit, that’s not to say that I go for every piece of ass that comes my way. I have learned to take on only high-class lovers who have millions in the bank and wives and families to boot. I love to service the needs of these high rolling guys whose corporate decisions rip off you and me every day of...
When I had graduated college I thought that the world was my oyster. I was going to be somebody! I had been offered a position at the marketing firm where I had interned during college and was moving to the big city. It was the dream of every privileged kid who grew up in a blue suburb like I had. Five years later my reality looked very different. I had never even been considered...
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