"And have you reached a verdict?" The judge asked, swivelling his chair to address the jury foreman, stood at the end of the row of jurors "Yes your honour" the foreman replied. He brushed his thinning hair back into place then adjusted his tie, unc...

Colehampton evening news, broadcast 17th August 2025 10.33pm A 27 year old professional rugby player appeared in court on Day six of his trial. Joe Thomas pleads not guilty to charges of voyeurism, coercion and sexual assault. Day six opened in the...

This story is a continuation of Rugby Rumble. I have tried to make it followable if you've not read Rugby Rumble but would suggest you read Rugby Rumble first before reading this story. It picks up a year or so and features most of the main character...

Note: While this story follows on from the prologue, you should be able to get by if you haven't read it. This chapter is focused on character introductions, so contains a bit less gunge than normal. Part 1: First Steps Dusk approached. A coach wo...

One day, even though I'm a man, I came to college wearing a mid-length denim skirt, very tight, sexy on my bottom and a red satin shirt with long sleeves. When I sat on the chair I would lift my denim skirt with my hands, then arrange my denim skirt...

Irina steps upto the helpless Ira, takes a moment and then sandwiches her custard covered head between the thick chocolate pudding pies. Irina takes her time rubbing the pies around. The pulped choc pudding mixes with the custard and starts to run sl...

Ira after a moment of initial shock tries dancing away from Irina but another pie hits her adding more cream and some chocolate to the mess. This is followed by a further pie hit from a strawberry pudding pie. Ira's expression changes to one of hope...

The hum of the industrial refrigerators was the only sound left in the bakery. It was late--far later than Joe usually stayed--but inventory night was a beast that had to be tamed. Joe wiped a layer of flour from his forehead and clicked his pen, che...

Ira decides to have a quiet contemplative trip on the Moscow River, a nice moment to relax and to reflect and appreciate her recent prank triumphs on her friends! Ira is in a striped t-shirt and jeans. The day is reasonable warm but there is a stron...

"Punish me," read the waterproofed sign which the woman held. Early-morning passers-by gave her strange looks, sat in a large plastic box in the middle of the high street. Several stopped to stare or take pictures. Most people's attention was drawn b...

So it all started with a email. I had been emailing a guy about the possibility of a meeting. We decided to meet up at a restaurant to get to know each other a little before we went on with the evening. When I walked in to the restaurant I saw a very...

Mira just gazes in disbelief! It is then that a huge cream pie is pushed in her face! Before being worked around over her head! Mira can still hear Yana laughing though! It takes a few moments for Mira to restore her sight through the thick cream! "...

I'd been looking forward to this holiday for a while. A group of friends and I had booked a villa in a resort in southern Europe known for being a gay hotspot, and it promised two weeks of sun, sea, and hopefully sex. My name's Callum and I'm 25. I'...

"Ok, that outfit does not look quite so pristine Yana!" Says Lisa with a chuckle! "Back to Mira for the next question!" "Ok!" Mira seems more upbeat! "Mira, to avoid something like what happened to your friend, please tell me which group recorded t...

Alex considered the local public library his sanctuary, his second home. A lanky young man with a slight build, soft features, and a preference for delicate blouses and oversized glasses, he was a fixture among the dusty stacks. He was also, tragical...

It's late in the working day and Ira comes out to reception to talk to both the receptionists Mira and Yana. "I am not sure you two will be interested in this but a contact of mine in TV is launching a new simple quiz show that is very social media...

All was still. Melissa studied the treeline intently. Where did they go? Just minutes before, when she and her comrades had taken refuge in this abandoned outpost, the woods had whispered with the sounds of pursuit. Now there was nothing. She wasn't...

The main reading room of the Oakhaven Public Library was a sanctuary of hushed reverence. Sunlight streamed through the high windows, illuminating dust motes dancing over mahogany tables. Maggie sat immersed in the middle of a massive hardback, its p...

Stassi joined her friends at the town fair while visiting their farm. She'd never been to a town fair before and it had mazes of booths. They came upon a booth that had a ball pit full of water balloons, two slender foam bridges followed by two ropes...

I showed up not sure what to expect. He told me to wear my tight black spandex cycling bib shorts, and work boots. I walked into the empty wearhouse. It was warm in there, despite it being a cold winter night. The heat must have been running for a l...

Sophie and Sarah were at the renn faire dressed like peasant maidens, corseted into wearing fluffy white dressing gown hair wild and long. They were pretty tipsy and stopped at a bakery table to grab dessert. The attendent was a witch who offered the...

Foreword: Back in late 2008 I decided to try my hand at storytelling. Things got out of hand, and what was intended to be a single story ballooned into an entire series. Given this, I've written a short(ish) teaser to give you a taste of my writing...

Abi was in a good place. Not only had the single mum of one gained promotion to Deputy Catering Manager at Frimpstone Kingsley University College,(FKUC), but she was gaining regular work through an agency that specialised in Messy and Wet fun. It was...

Victoria was visiting her friend Lewis. Her flight landed before Lewis's last shift of the week so she insisted she'd drop him off and pick him up while she explored the neighborhood near his studio. Victoria and Lewis shared a cigarette before he...

It was a Saturday night, circa August 1995. The long hot summer continued and so did my new job at the club. It was purely voluntary, but it had its' benefits. From an initial shock gunging taking part in a silly competition, I was now a regular act...