The first thing that Gavin was aware of when he woke up was that he had a hell of a headache. The next thing, when he opened his eyes, was that he had some kind of bag over his head. Then, in rapid succession, that he had to piss, he was sitting on a hard chair and that his hands were tied behind his back and that he was naked. "Hey, it looks like he's comi...
My girlfriend had the sexiest mouth. Nice smooth lips, natural deep pink, full and soft with an impish little smirk lingering perpetually at the edges even when her expression was neutral. She also had gorgeous eyes - warm hazel with little flecks of green and gold. I thought I could die for those eyes. I was sure there was no butt in the world cuter than...
Chapter One: Flying to Sydney "Forever is a really long time." The phrase kept running through Allen's mind as, face turned toward the window of the crowded jumbo jet high above the Pacific, he feigned an attitude of sleep. He had tired of the chatter of the businessman in the middle seat several thousand miles ago. It had been a mistake to tell the man he...
[For an earlier story in the NYPD vice detective Mike Kavanagh series, see "Inevitable Case."] Mike Kavanagh stood at the French balcony window of his "seen better times" hotel on Canal Street, looking at the festival parade units forming below him, and then beyond to the western edge of the French Quarter. He was lucky to have found a residence hotel this...
Reminiscences of a Grammar-School Boy By Jason Land These are the reminiscences of a working class, grammar school boy in the years immediately following the end of the Second World War in May 1945 in the industrial north of England. My name is Jonathan David Robertson and I was born in June 1936 so that in 1945 I was eleven years old. For those of my re...
The next morning was so rushed due to over sleeping Brock and I barely had time for a good bye kiss before the limo arrived to take me to the airport. Since Brock had meetings that morning we parted at the apartment. Being alone in the limo gave me too much time to watch the buildings of my summer home disappear as we made our way out of town to the suburban...
Comments, critiques and tips are definitely welcome. Before I go deep into this story I would like to tell you guys that this story will take a leap of three weeks. I will do a quick summary for you to understand what had happened in those weeks. I am sorry if this offends you but going easy would have definitely made the story longer. Besides, I think you...
Prologue Regardless of the clues to the contrary, I always thought of myself as straight. I always had a girlfriend. I was a devoutly Catholic boy in a devoutly Catholic family in a devoutly Catholic Missouri town. This is the story of how I figured out I was gay. I was 22. It was a long journey, so be patient. Part One Mid-way through my first year of la...
This story involves acts of both sex and romance between consenting adult males, so if that's not allowed where you live then you should march in the streets. If you enjoy the story, I'd love to hear from you. Thanks for reading. * * * It wasn't the explosion that alarmed him. It was the silence. In the aftermath, as the dust--and metal, and body parts--...
My best friend Adam's parents had gone to Atlanta for the weekend and we were watching a porno flick in their living room. We'd known each other since we were five and at twenty we were best friends, always in and out of each other's houses. Adam's brother David had married a few years earlier and now Adam was the only one left at home. His father owned a on...