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Rewind 2007-09-04 09:53:00 I was born at Queen Of Angels Hospital on July 16,1924. I attended Cheremoya Avenue School, Le Conte Junior High and Hollywood High School. My parents, Tom and Rosemarie, were typical Midwestern kids who had come to Hollywood in hopes of making it into the movies. Mom had managed to get a small roll in a Chaplin short, but Dad was always a little too tall (or seemingly STRAIGHT) to ever be considered for a part.When it became obvious that they were NOT going to be the new Pickford and Fairbanks, they settled for the next best thing. Mom became an usherette at Grauman's Egyptian Theatre and Dad became a streetcar conductor. I suppose there was a logic behind Dad's decision (beyond paying the rent) which reasoned that operating a streetcar was a logical alternative to acting. By the time I came along, they were well on the way toward becoming good, decent and completely boring citizens. All of this changed when, in 1928, Dad ran off with Jake; an apprentice carpenter he met on the Holl
Mailroom Job 2007-09-03 09:47:00 It was a drag job. The guys were mostly fuckoff types who didn't care what kind of job they did. I was more ambitious using the opportunity to make contacts in the hopes that a better job would happen for me.My supervisor kept calling me a kissass and giving me the shit shifts so I had little opportunity to meet some of the executives int he company, but I was determined to make it work.It was one night shift that gave me that opportunity. I had cleaned up the mail room and was touring the offices to restock all the xerox supplies when I saw a light on in an office.I made sure I stopped by and saw one of the managers working at his desk. We made a little conversation at first and I offered to get him some coffee and sandwich from down the street. He was pleasant and offered to buy me a sandwich too. I went back to the mail room and stripped off my tee shirt and underwear and put my jeans and shirt back on. While I was anxious to move up in the company, I was horny too and this guy was
Straight Theater 2007-09-02 09:34:00 I had a similar experience the first (and only) time that I was in a straight porno theater. I went for the same reason as the previous post, I had never seen porn on a big screen. The theater was fairly well lit. It was easy to see the people around me but not bright enough to read...As my eyes adjusted, I could see all sorts of strange things going on. There were a couple of older men siting in the back who were quite obviously beating off. There was a young Latin who kept taking other guys to the restroom, which was to one side of the screen. A very handsome young man was sitting directly in front of me. During a particularly hot part of the film he quite openly pulled out his cock and started playing with it. A short time later, a real stud in a leather jacket came into the theater. He looked around a bit, then sat near the kid in front of me. It was not long before the stud had taken over the chores and was playing with the kid. A few minutes of this, and the kid put has hand on t Read more:Straight
Summertime Job - Part II 2007-09-02 09:09:00 ... continuation of Summertime
Job - Part IIt was several days later before my visitor showed up again. Several things had happened in the meanwhile. My sister had gone on holiday and had left me to look after her apartment. The weather had turned really hot and sultry and I had not had any excitement since my friend had been here. The pool that I looked after had been very busy but there had been little to see. It was mainly mothers and screaming kids and it was boring! I was standing at the gate when he showed."Hi" he said. Which startled me since he seemed to pop up from nowhere. "My name is Paul" he said. "Joe" I replied. This seemed very strange since we knew each other so well we did not know our names!"As you can see we're very busy here today" I said, and once more my eyes wandered down to his crotch. Like me he was wearing a track suit with the top unzipped down to reveal his lovely smooth and glistening chest. As I gazed down my cock tingled with delight and expectation. Ant
Summertime Job - Part I 2007-09-01 09:04:00 A couple of years ago I had a summertime job as a labourer in the grounds of a large hospital. Part of my "duties" was to look after the open air swimming pool - which was meant to be used only by medical staff. This rule was widely ignored and the pool was used by relatives of employees as well. It was actually a good job to have since it did not involve much effort and you could watch some of the lovely bodies using the pool. Also, you got lots of overtime since the pool had to stay open until about 9pm. Sometimes there would be days when nobody would use the pool and all I had to do was listen to my walkman.One evening a boy aged about 16 showed up dressed in just a T shirt, shorts and sneakers. He was clutching his towel under one arm. The pool was some distance from the main buildings and was surrounded by a fence of about 5 feet, thus guaranteeing privacy. At the gate I asked him what he wanted. He said that he was the nephew of one on the hospital staff and he only wanted a quic Read more:Summertime
The Gothic and the Baroque 2007-09-01 08:59:00 I walked into the cottage (the reader must understand that in England the toilet of the pub is not correctly the cottage, but always in the mind of the enterer, the toilet is the cottage). His back was to me, and as I went towards the porcelain altar, he turned away from it and me. I unzipped, took out my cock, and stood there, never able to piss.I looked towards him, I could not, and saw his black jeans, his leather boots, his leather jacket, his black hair, his dark grey t-shirt, and in much less time than it takes to tell, his bright yellow boxer shorts which he struggled to keep under control by the elaborate contraption of his ties which kept the entire construction together."A baroque pair of boxer shorts for such a gothic outfit" I said, unusual for me to speak - normally I prefer the fondle and the eyes and the attention without the words - "May I see the whole of them?" He looked at me, startled, for such is not the usually conversation of the pub toilet, and stopped his tying Read more:Gothic
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Classified 2007-08-31 13:39:00 Andy quickly scribbled down the box number and then read through the rest of the ads in CAPITAL GAY, but could see nothing else ofinterest in the paper apart from the fact that there was a Bette Davis movie on at the weekend He tossed the paper in with the rest of the trash and sat down to compose his letter to this obviously inexperienced twosome who, hopefully, would soon become a very "active" threesome. He posted the letter and after a quick pint in the local "poofs paradise" he made his way home via the local cottage.Andy was not one of those people who would vehemently deny that he had never cottaged, he enjoyed it all too much for that. As his eyes adjusted the to gloom he noticed a tall figure in leather standing in the darkest corner. He positioned himself a couple of feet away from the guy just in case of any misunderstanding on either part. He stood quietly for a second assessing the situation From the leatherman's stance and almost imperceptible hand movements Andy knew th Read more:Classified
Dark and Dirty 2007-08-30 06:40:00 It was strangely dark, strangely quiet. The atmosphere was electric. All that could be seen were dim, unformed shadows. Slight movement. Whispers. Cloth against cloth. The descent of a zip. Suckings. And the unmistakeable sound of a cock plunging, then withdrawing. Danny moved into the cottage. He stood stock still in the centre of the small building. He'd give his eyes time to adjust to the gloom. Give his ears time to seek out the action. Wait.At the row of urinals along one wall, a chorus of sex-hungry guys were coupling or wanking alone. Danny could see what was going on. It was difficult however for him to make out faces, shapes. He didn't want to make a mistake. He didn't want to find himself outside in the glare of the street lights with an unattractive guy when he felt sure that there were beauties for the taking here tonight. So, he bided his time. He waited.Eventually, of course, the shape of the hungry bodies began taking recognisable shapes. An overweight guy in full lea
Cable TV 2007-08-29 16:28:00 Never let it be said that Cable
television is more trouble than it's worth. My experience with the local cable company has convinced me that my œ20 a month is now a payment made gratefully. Several weeks ago, I discovered for about the tenth time that my cable connection was shot. This was especially irritating, since I knew that it meant that I'd have to take a day off work, just to wait for the repair man to get over here and fix it.On the day my repair visit was scheduled, I was not in the best of moods anyway. Things had been rough on the job and I was tired of the whole thing. When the doorbell rang at 4.45, I'd just about given up on seeing anyone and was dreading arranging another appointment. Well, I thought, at least it'll be over with.I opened the door to a muscular man in his early twenties, with skin-tight Levis and a white tank top. Hmm, I thought, at least he'll be alright to look at. He was soon working on the cable connections without so much as a word. Asshole, I
Peter Was 19 2007-08-28 08:30:00 I met a guy through a personal column, and he came over to my place one night to get acquainted. We were sitting there that night, having a drink, with the lights low, and we walked to my bedroom window. There was a guy across the lane, jacking off. Boy, was Peter
surprised.Up to that time, besides my preoccupation with solo-sex, my sexual experiences had all been with guys who went on to date girls and marry. Peter identified himself right from the beginning as being gay, and made it clear that he had never been interested in girls and never would be. He had advertised for a "male friend", and I had answered.Peter was exactly my height, 6'2", of European extraction, and spoke with a slight accent. He had a lot of class, and I found him very attractive, although just a bit feminine in his speech and mannerisms. He was nineteen, with dark hair and striking features, and I must say I was pleased with his broad shoulders, extremely small waist and moderately large basket. He was wearing
Changing Room 2007-08-27 08:24:00 The other day I went to a department store to buy some new clothes, it turned out to be quite an afternoon!As I walked around through the mens deparment looking at the latest styles I couldn't help but noticing two very good looking surfers also shopping for clothes. One was about 19, 5' 11" very tan with very light sun bleached blonde hair. My thoughts immediatly was I wonder if his pubes are that blonde too? The other stud was around 20, maybe 5' 9" darker hair but sun bleached streaks throughout. Both were very/very good looking and tanned.I went back to my shopping figuring I'll fantasize about these guys later. I found a couple pairs of pants I liked and took them into the change room to try them on. I entered a stall near the far end. There was no one else in the change area. I sat down to untie my shoes and I heard voices approaching. I thought nothing of it. These voices entered the stall across from mine. I heard one say "Yeah, check these out" and "naw, I don't like thos Read more:Changing
Ralph and His Friend 2007-08-26 22:36:00 I met Ralph
in my favorite bar. He was extremely friendly and talkative. He was new in town and looking for work as an electrician. He was staying with friends but wanted to live on his own as soon as he could afford it. Ralph was good company and quick to pick up on my hint that he could enjoy my friendship and hospitality better in my apartment. We had talked enough for me to decided that it would be safe to take him home for a seduction attempt.Physically, Ralph was lean, dark, around twenty four and reasonably attractive. What he lacked in looks, he made up in what I call a sweet but manly personality. When I took him home, I had no idea that he was anything but straight. In short, he was the type I most prefer, strong, young and a laborer.When we got to my apartment, the seduction was so quick and easy that within minutes Ralph was naked and lying across my king size bed. He had a long skinny dick that was a joy to suck. I gobbled it right down while he pushed up his hips giving m
Interactive Chat 2007-08-25 22:28:00 I want you to really work over my cock!well I can start with your neck....i wrap my hands around the back of your neck and lick and touch it lightly with my tongue every part of your adam's apple and neck i nuzzle your ear and blow gently across itHMMMMMMMMMMM getting me hard, Guy! Tell me more!i rub my ears between the valley between your mountainous PECS those two large mounds of muscle that are sculpted to your chest...... i kiss your neck and then slid down your washboard abs, my cock making a furrow down the center of your muscles....I bring my tongue across your tops of your pecs and gently bathe it with the juice of my tongue gently and working in a circle..... i work my way towards your nipples.... at first it is soft but the instant my tongue brushes against it, it stiffens quickly and into a little mountain on top of your PECFuck, yeah! You know how to treat your man, don't you!"You'd better believe it" as i start to suck on that hardening tit! and boy does it get hard....
The Prepping 2007-08-24 22:19:00 I was working as an orderly in a clinic when they rushed in a young man with abdominal pains. He was tall, nineteen or so, and really good-looking with wavy blond hair and blue eyes.He was accompanied by his girlfriend who was somewhat hysterical. She said his name was Scott and he was a student at the university.The woman doctor examined him and determined an appendectomy was necessary. She told me to shave his pubic area before he went into surgery.I figured it to be a routine procedure. I thought of patients at the clinic as meat more than sex objects. Scott turned out to be the exception.The girlfriend asked me what I was going to do to him. When I told her, she acted kind of jealous. It was necessary, I explained. Doctor's orders.I took off his white gown. Scott had a lean, hard body, nicely tanned all over except for the white tanline left by a swimsuit. His cock was fat and uncut over big low-hangers. Impressive equipment. The girl had a real stud on her hands. I'd be jealous, Read more:Prepping
Movies 2007-08-23 22:14:00 What you are about to read is an absolutely true story. It still gets me excited when I think back on it.Back when I was fifteen or so, some friends and I decided that we would go see the Laser Magic show playing at the Museum of Science in Boston. Well, when we got there we found that the early show was sold out. Not being the type to panic, we went back to the parking garage and the car where a case of beer was stored and decided to wait until tickets went on sale for the late show. Well, as luck would have it, the late show was also sold out by the time we got to the window. Then someone had the idea that we should go to the West End Pussy Cat, the porno theater by North Station, and catch a skin flick.Well, "Debbie Does Dallas" was playing and we all got in (all but one of us was under age). This was my first trip to a porno theater and I didn't know what to expect. So there on the screen, in living color and larger than life, was the biggest cock fucking the most gorgeous cunt I
My First Fuck 2007-08-22 21:54:00 I was eighteen at the time and had just left school and was waiting to go up to university. I'd known since puberty that I was sexually interested only in men, but hadn't had much chance to put this knowledge into practice. When I was thirteen or fourteen most of my classmates were always ready for a quick grope in the gym changing room or a wank in the long grass behind the cricket pavilion, but as we grew older there were fewer and fewer of them who were interested in this rather than chasing after girls, so that by the time I was in the second- year sixth I was the only gay person I knew, and I was pretty frustrated. I knew where all the gay pubs in town were, but at that age I was shy and insecure and would go scarlet and turn away if anyone approached me.This particular evening I had had my usual miserable half hour in one of the bars eking out a pint of lager and surreptitiously eying up my fellow drinkers. There were all the usual faces, some of them alone and eyeing me back ( Read more:First
Carl 2007-08-21 21:48:00 Leopard JockStrap? Here? At Olympus!? Well, I ain't complaining, but someone might... "Fluorescent Leopard JockStrap ... Recommended by Doctors." Why would doctors want to recommend fluorescent JockStraps? Oh well... I hunted out my size and un-hooked it from the rail... I looked around the shop to see there were only six people in the shop, one customer (me) and five staff... my gaze then shifted back to the guy at the counter, towards which I was now heading. He was 6'2"+, blonde and maybe about 20-ish. I placed my intended possession onto the counter, he picked it up, shot a small smile at me, and then said; "If you wouldn't mind waiting a moment sir, I must just go and check something with this article."He disappeared into a back room, so I decided to have a look at the rest of the staff. It was Thursday afternoon, and they had nothing better to do than to chat each other up. Two guys, two girls - all in sports gear (but what do you expect in a sports shop? And they weren't ver
Morning Coffee 2007-09-28 09:39:00 I looked at the morning, newly arrived and lingering, waiting for me to invite it in. I unlatched the tall garden windows, rearranged the geranium pots along the window's ledge, and lit the pilot under the coffee.As I sucked the morning mist into my newly awakened lungs, my doorbell rang."Mr. Langlee?" A very tall kid, about twenty, stood on the other side of my front screen door. He looked familiar, and handsomely tall in his one-size-fits-all robe."I'm Jeff Corley from the apartment next door. "My plumbing is being worked on all day and I really need to shower. Any chance I can use yours?"I never think clearly when I first wake up. This morning I felt as foggy as my garden. "Ah, sure, sure you can. I'm just getting myself going this morning, so come on in. Shower's back there at the end of the hall. Some coffee?"His legs were thick and furry, extending from his neck through to the floor, a very tall, lanky boy. The robe barely covered the bulge of his buttocks. When he walked tow Read more:Morning
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Shower Suprise 2007-09-28 09:26:00 I went to work one Saturday knowing that I should be able to get some work done. Sure enough, the parking lot was empty and I got right to work.I only took a couple of short breaks and was feeling very sore by mid-afternoon. I decided that I had earned a break and went to the men's room to use the shower facilities.I was had just finished shampooing my hair when I saw someone enter the dressing area. He was one of the engineers from upstairs who often showered here after his daily runs.He undressed and came toward me saying that he didn't expect to find any one at work. I couldn't seem to find my voice as I watched his long cock swaying as he approached me. I looked up feeling my face get very red as I was caught staring at his manhood.He pushed back the shower curtain all the way and came in to the shower stall. I knelt as he closed the curtain, taking his cock into my mouth, sucking greedily. He leaned against the wall, legs spread apart as I moved my head up and down, licking his Read more:Shower
Five Mile High Club 2007-09-27 09:17:00 I remember the good old days of flying, when the great 747 fleet first graced the skies. It was the peak of the jet age and the world looked on us as the elite of the elite. We set the standard by which all commercial flying was judged. I recall how honoured I was the day I received my flight attendant wings, my first flight, my promotion to purser. Ahh yes, the past was beautiful. No low budget airlines, no TWA scabs, no imminent fear of bankruptcy. We flew with pride and proved our service was the best. I worked the New York to Frankfurt run as often as I could. Of course, that one day still stands out strongly in my memory.We were late boarding for the flight. I had gone from the plane into the passenger waiting area. There I noticed him for the first time. He was so handsome-tall, brown hair, high-cheek boned with deep blue eyes and manly tanned face. His moustache accented his perfect smile. Our eyes met. I felt like a school boy who is having the first crush on his teacher. As I
Skateboard Kid 2007-09-10 08:58:00 Of the three young men peddling their bodies under the gold of the early evening sun, figures posed classically against the window-glass of a Santa Monica Boulevard restaurant, I chose the long-haired blond in the middle sunny blond as in my dreams.Boy with cocky smile; boy with lonely eyes. Toes of one foot curl lovingly around the edge of his sunshine-yellow skateboard; toes of the other hug the sidewalk. Except for his surfer baggies, he's naked. I gulp a shot of evening air and approach."Hello." The syllables wobble from my lips. "Hi, man." The kid looks past me, blue eyes aloof. People inside the restaurant stare out, watch the kid sell his flesh, watch me buy it. His competition looks me over, sizes me up. I'm dumb; forget every word of my wellrehearsed speech. I, six feet of bone and brawn, son of tough country, high mountains, quiver like a fawn cornered by wolves.West hollywood street punks half my size, half my age I'm in their terr tory now, their wilderness. I crawl to t Read more:Skateboard
Air Screw 2007-09-09 10:34:00 As a frequent jetsetter, I have for long fantasized about this ex- clusive club, which in reality probably has few authentic members who have genuinely screwed their way through the stratosphere. How can you manage to have-it-away on board a crowded airliner? Well recently I succeeded - and how! This amazing experience happened on the top deck of a BA 747 heading out of New York for Heathrow, with a beautiful boy I had never met before.I had had a hectic day getting my work completed before flying out, got to the airport late, and consequently was glad to have got through the airport hassle and slump into my Club Class seat. The top deck of the 747 has a small cabin which some airlines use for first class passengers, but many including BA, use for Business Class; there are only 20 or 30 seats, which gives you the feeling of being in a small, but spacious airliner. The top deck is reached via a spiral staircase and you travel cut off from the masses on the main deck be- low. This flight Read more:Screw
Submission 2007-09-08 10:26:00 The campground is quiet in mid week, and the sun is warm through the trees. You slept very late after yesteday's hike, and now you walk to the showers, enjoying the mingled smells of balsam and fir, woodsmoke and frying bacon.The building housing the showers is small. There are only two stalls and a reversible sign on the door for Men/Women. You knock on the door, as the sign shows the wrong flavor; getting no answer, you flip the sign over so it's right and go in. You are alone. You drop your clothes in the dressing area and take your soap and shampoo into the nearest stall.The hot water feels marvelous coursing down your body and you begin to use the soap more as a lubricant than a cleanser.....rubbing, smoothing, touching. Your eyes close as you begin to build a fantasy and feel the excitement rising. The sun coming through the skylight, the water running, the soap slipping are very very sensual. You hear your own moans begin as your hands move around your ass, your shoulders, you Read more:Submission
The Part Timer 2007-09-07 10:23:00 My fingers were aching! I wanted to get my work done and get the hell out of there so bad that I had been sitting behind that goddamn terminal for six hours straight without taking even a break. I had to stop for a couple of minutes or I knew that my fingers would fall off. I got up and walked to the outer office. I sat behind the bosses' desk, put my feet up and picked up an ancient copy of TIME magazine and started to read it. Soon my thoughts wandered. I looked around the dingy old office and thought to myself what a rat-hole it was.It wasn't the worst job in the world, but certainly not the best. I had taken the job as word processor in order to have some money for drinks when I went out to the Charlie's and the other local bars. I was planning to keep the job until I graduated college and could get a real job, sometimes I hated it so much that I wanted to walk out right then, but I never did. When I first started there, I would go to work every night after school. I would usual Read more:Timer
Hot Party Hump 2007-09-06 10:20:00 Help yourself to anything you want to eat or drink! I bellowed the command from my bedroom, wondering who in the hell would arrive over an hour early for my party. Someone had, and they came in when I called out of the bathroom window to tell them where to find the key. Whomever it was hadn't called back to identify themself. Maybe I had an Avon lady poking at my buffet. If she eats any of the boiled shrimp, I'll kill her! Gawd, but they're expensive!I was still hot, sweaty and nude from the shower, and that overly strong first splash of cologne needed to evaporate back down to reason. I'd allowed an hour to get dressed, everything else was ready to go, but I wanted to be sure I had time enough to get into something that someone might want to get out of in a passionate hurry.I wasn't planning on THAT sort of party, but I had left the nightstand drawers slightly open in both bedrooms, revealing condoms and lubricant. That was to signal my friends that, should the mood arise they co Read more:Party
Elevator 2007-09-05 10:14:00 He looks about the lobby of the building. There is no-one about, so he darts over to the elevator, gets in and pushes the button for the top floor. As the doors hiss shut, he cannot resist stroking the rubber door-guards.The trip to the top is over almost before he realises it. He reaches up and loosens the cable running into the back of the surveillance camera. If a security guard should bother to check, he will see nothing untoward. He then pushes the button for the floor immediately below. The doors hiss shut again, and once more his attention is drawn to the smooth black rubber lips. Half-way down, between floors, he pushes the stop button. The elevator jerks to a stop, the squeaking sounds gradually diminish as the dampers compensate for the rocking motion. In the quiet that follows the fading squeaks, he thinks he can hear someone snickering at him. He listens, head cocked to one side. Nothing.One finger still on the stop button, he reaches over, inserts two fingers between the e
Jeffery 2007-10-03 12:03:00 Jeffery awoke, with a raging erection and wonderful thoughts of the night before. He started franticaly masturbating. It all started the night before, when upon his return to the video store, he met a guy approximately his age, with a nice smile and a bulge in his pants. It seemed that he was returning a copy of the same porno tape as Jeff. Since it was a saturday night, and the man didn't look like he had any more to do than Jeff, Jeff invited him to a local gay movie theatre. They hit it off quite well, and before the movie ended, the two were holding hands."So, would you like to come to my apartment, for a drink, maybe more?", Jeff asked with a grin."Why not, I seem to turn you on, almost as much as you do me. Besides, I haven't had any action in awhile.", replied the man.They started off to Jeff's apartment."Why don't you fix yourself something." Jeff called out from the bathroom, when they got to his house. "I have to get ready for our night together." "Sure, great selection y
A Meeting Of The Minds 2007-10-02 12:00:00 I had chatted with this guy a couple times on the board, and a couple times on the phone, and decided it was time to meet. His questionaire said that he was in his late twenties, around six feet tall, and slender swimmers build with good definition. His cock size was not noted other than each person that was interested should come find out for themselves. He did mention that his dick was uncut, and hairy, but other than hair around his dick, he was smooth. His hair was black, and eyes were brown, with no facial hair. We decided to meet at his place.I was a little nervous as I knocked on the door of his home. I didn't really know at that time what I was getting into. When the door opened, there stood one of the prettiest men I have seen in a long time. His thick black hair was shaped and cut just perfectly for his size and face. His eyes were soft, with long lashes. I felt in the second of looking into his eyes, as if I were falling down a bottomless pit. While they were so soft, and d
Rain 2007-10-02 11:58:00 On the sheets I could see the streaks of rain on the window. The light was cool and quiet and soft. It was the light from the barn, but it was more like the moon. I always wanted to describe the silence, the noise. It was both. The record player had finished hours ago, but the record still turned, the needle still searching for a sound. It only found the click and scratch of the end.That's how to tell when the record is over. The click and scratch. Almost a warning. Don't forget about me. Click. I'm still here. Scratch. You can't avoid me. I won't let you.I laid on my back with my toes sticking out from under the sheets. The window was open just a crack and the curtains moved. They fluttered. Don't forget about the window. It's open. The window can't be avoided. It let in all the cold air. The air that makes you sink deeper into your covers, the air that makes the hair on your arm stand on end. It is the absolute lack of significant noise that makes me feel very secluded. I am
Call Guy 2007-10-01 11:52:00 I was extremely excited. I had finally got an appointment with Leonard Jenkins (one of the richest businessmen in the nation). I went through years of college and at only 25 I was already headed for the big time. Some called me a financial wizkid but I never thought so until my boss told me that the executives of the company wanted to see me. I never dreamed they would send me up this high on the ladder. Although, I knew I was going somewhere when the business magazines started doing spreads on me calling me the "Black Wizkid." I guess it seemed to empress them even more that I was black and handsome to boot.Suddenly the secretary openned the door and told me to go in to the main office. Once I entered the door I was astonished by the size of the room. It was a huge office that looked like a house. I looked around the huge room for a while until I heard a voice. "Over here kid." I immediately noticed the voice was coming from a sauna at the far left corner of the room where I saw Mr. J
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