'No , no, no,' I thought frantically 'Not today, not today of all days'. He was here, my french vanilla dream man. In all his gorgeous glory, he was here. And I was a mess, a literal hot mess. It was the hottest day of summer so far and the air conditioner had blown ten minutes after I arrived to start my shift at the coffee shop I co-owned with my best frie...
My gratitude and a heartfelt "Thanks" to Bhart1, for his constant encouragement and editing my first voyage. Chapter 1 "You have 10 minutes to pack your stuff. If you choose to be gay then you are no son of mine and will be forever banished from this house!" Those words from my father replayed over and over in my head as I walked down the road with no se...
+++++ Author's Note: This is a direct sequel to the previously published story "Stray Kitten." +++++ There's several distinct kinds of "exhausted," and we have all experienced several. There's "I just spent the last 18 hours on planes" exhausted, "I just finished cramming for an exam tomorrow" exhausted, and others, but for my money there's nothing qui...
I was reluctant, but my ex-boyfriend Brian talked me into going to his younger brothers graduation pool party. We were sitting in my car in the parking lot of the liquor store. He had bought two kegs of beer and I helped load them in the car. "Why should I torture myself staring at all those eighteen year-old hard bodies?" I jokingly asked him. "Because yo...
"Your majesty!" Dalila bowed when the Queen entered the shrine. "How may I be of service, My Lady?" The Queen folded her hands neatly in front of her gown and nodded her head to the girl. "I seek guidance today from the great mother Danu herself." The Queen said solemnly. The girl smiled gently at the forlorn Queen. "This way my lady." She bid Queen Maudli...
One of the really funny things about life is that when you're up to your neck in shit, you get used to the smell. The last six years had been exactly that, each day worse than the day before. And all during that time, I had done everything I needed to do and had functioned one day at a time. Now, it was all catching up with me. * * * * * * I had come to N...
What you're about to read: This is a work of historical fiction—recent history—inspired by actual accounts, so it's rather realistic though definitely fictional. The novella is built around themes I find erotic: captivity, sexual tension, male intimacy. However (disclaimer and spoiler), you won't find any full-blown sex here. This is the story of a queerly r...
I arrived home trying to keep positive. I thought I had turned the tide with the arrogant little pick. Little prick is not a good description of Eric... Arrogant little ass would be better. None the less, he was a smart, arrogant little ass, and seemed to know his Psychology. I wished I could turn the clock back 24 hours and start over. A day ago, at this...
I sighed as I saw the signs for Morrisville. My home town, the place I had struggled to escape over fifteen years ago; now I was coming back with my head hung low and my tail between my legs. It was humbling and humiliating. I had left when I was eighteen and never looked back. I wanted a career, I wanted a life, and I wanted love. I'd gotten the career, I'd...
In college I earned free room and board by working the front desk of my dorm. It was an easy job that consisted of answering the phone, buzzing in visitors, and using the master key when residents got locked out of their rooms. Since I usually worked the afternoon shift, I also sorted the mail. Mostly I just occupied myself by reading for class. The dorm wa...