The following is an excerpt from Rum Balls: Lusty Lee Log 13. I am posting it for two purposes: for your enjoyment and to attempt to solicit your interest in possibly becoming my writing partner. The beginning has been added to make this excerpt re...

Harriet hated clowns. They were creepy if not downright scary. They were impossible to read with painted smiles hiding frowns and were unpredictable; you could never be sure whether they were going to kick you in the pants or give you a flower. But e...

In Part 1, the guys of the Storm Heights College wrestling team agreed to a fundraiser organised by their Coach, to raise the money to take them to the State meet. But they'd had no idea the messy fun the Coach had had in store... Alex stormed int...

The rowdy studio turned to silence as soon as the siren went. The set was ready, everyone was in their position and ready to go. "Silence on set, recording in 321" The studio audience cheers as a snazzy dressed DBP enters the studio, running to th...

It was approaching the end of the year for the varsity wrestling team at Storm Heights College, and the Coach had bad news for the team's four members. "Hey guys, gather round. I've been going over the finances, and I'm afraid there just isn't enoug...

A VISIT TO A PASTRY SHOP After the concert, Peter and Ira walked into a nearby pastry shop, which seemed deserted. However, the shelves had the usual decadent and creamy confections. Suddenly, a girl appeared from the back and asked if she could hel...

As Lauren squelched back to the caravan, covered in mud, still in her socks, carrying her clean shoes in her muddy hands, Jules walked alongside quizzing her constantly. "I must admit mate, although I thought you were mad and that was totally gross,...

I knew something wasn't quite right at Macdougals but when Rob the manager rang me his request took me by surprise. "We need you Friday morning," Rob said in a tone that sounded more like an instruction than a request. "I am supposed to be spending...

This is an interactive choose-your-own-adventure story where you choose your abilities and fight against time, mess and obstacles and must choose whether to help or hurt others. Your final exam will start momentarily. You, along with your colleagues...

'Jonty reckons there's a trick to it,' said Ken. 'To what?' snorted Clive, '- emptying the oil box?' 'Emptying the oil box,' Ken confirmed. 'Jonty says he'll do it. Reckons there's a way.' 'Not possible,' Clive retorted. 'How? Whoever does the job...

Katie's Teambuilding and Bonding (With some girl on girl action!) The success of the life guard demonstration contributed towards a record week's attendance at the pool. Katie was becoming increasingly assured and confident. The first six weeks of h...

This is an interactive choose-your-own-adventure story with a hundred sections and multiple endings. The worldwide finale of the Run from the Mud Zombies is about to begin. This isn't your average obstacle mud run. In this course, only the best thr...

Despite her excitement about the idea she and Jackie had hashed out at the restaurant Debbie had still been forced to wait an almost agonising two days before she could actually pitch it to her boss. While she and Gemma have been friends for years, a...

It was the year before Covid. We didn't know then, what these autumn months were. The last months of normality. The last chance to travel abroad or take a break at home. Mingling with friends and making new ones. We didn't know this then. Lauren wa...

Ever since taking a new job in the city, Craig had been taking the tube to work every weekday. Usually he was bored to tears by the travelling but for the past two weeks his journey had improved noticeable. And that was thanks to the inclusion of a n...

Jay decides that after his last session he can't wait long for the next one. So this weekend he will be repeating his session again. He goes to the grocery store and picks up all the fixings. The pre-made pies and cakes, whipped cream, pudding, cake...

Sequal to tossed salad My second job as a food performance artist was serving the food for a touring gay Scottish Rugby team I was told I had to wear a kilt. The kilt I had to wear was the local black and gold Cornish Tartan and would be waiting for...

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Jay is an average guy. He is a good looking man in his late 20's, not buff but not quite to a "Dad Bod" yet. His brown hair is combed back and he sports a goatee. He works a 9 to 5 and lives in a 2 bedroom apartment. At first glance you would think h...

The Guy in the Suit is pissed. PISSED. He starts to let fly with a string of invectives as he scrambles up out of the water, a frigging, dripping mess, until Rich announces and identifies himself as police, which shuts him up real quick-like. Rich h...

Katie's Life-guarding Demonstration (Fully Clothed, of course!) It was funny how weekday morning swim numbers suddenly increased, the very day after Katie soaked her best dress. Thirty odds, forty odds and forty-eight on the Tuesday after. Most of t...

My name is Mike but my friends like to call me by my last name - Carter - especially when I they get annoyed with me. I live in southwestern Colorado, a great area for off-road activity. I like to drop in on my ever-so-butch and handsome buddy Tom...

His name is Thom and he really shouldn't be here. He really shouldn't. But three times in the week since he discovered it, he's had fun so why not? Sure there's an afternoon meeting he has to get to after lunch, but he's got plenty of time. The numbe...

I couldn't believe what had happened at MacDougals that night and I didn't know what to tell Steve . So I quickly slipped into the shower and afterwards I was wearing my silk robe. He didn't bat an eyelid as I slid in bed alongside him. That night I...

Katie Soaks her Best Dress When Katie woke up again later, she still felt the same sense of excitement which had overwhelmed her earlier. It was funny that, she'd expected her feeling to have filed itself away by now, in a box labelled, "private dre...