Under the light of the sun, his skin had the color of caramel. His smile was wide and goofy, scrunching up his chubby cheeks and turning his eyes into mischievous slits when he was amused or thinking up of something funny to say. When he had beer in hand and the company of friends, he liked to crack corny jokes which always made me laugh. His demeanor was t...
We moved my senior year in High School; my dad following the Great American dream! Through my high school years I had been the local faggot whore who serviced everyone in the little town I lived in, so when I turned 18 in my new home, over a thousand miles from my old home and reputation, I boarded a bus and went downtown to where there were several adult th...
Centers on two seniors in a LGBT private school. Around me the school gym gleamed as though every inch of it had been glossed recently. Though the smaller of the school's two indoor gymnasiums, it was still more impressive than anything I encountered before transferring. The slats in the basketball court were clean and polished, illuminated by dozens of th...
Brad Besson caught on that he was the only one speaking. All other conversation in the high-flown witty debate on politics and economics had burbled down to nothing but what he was saying. They were gathered poolside on the terrace behind Frederick Gates's residence in the housing compound of the Baker Institute on the banks of the Chesapeake Bay, just to th...
Chapter 6 Seeing Ben at school the next day wasn't fun. My friends and I would usually hang out in the morning before school started but as I rolled out of bed the day after Ben found my magazine and forced me to suck him off, I knew that I could barely stomach the idea. Regardless, I made my way to school very slowly. My backpack felt like it weighed a ton...
Hello All! I am SO sorry that I have not fulfilled my promise of releasing a new chapter every week as promised. As always, life happened so I was unable to edit and upload any new chapters. However, after a few very scathing emails from some fans I put it at the top of my list. And now I present to you...Chapter 8 of Project Phoenix! There is only one or...
This is just a work of fiction. No one living or dead is involved in this story. Don't read if you aren't over 18. Don't archive or take credit this (as if you'd want it) without asking me first. This is just a short little story but I'd love to hear your thoughts, whether through anonymous feedback. Thanks. -- While rummaging through my increasingly empt...
Lensman (aka. SF Shinseiki Lensman) is trademark of E.E. “doc” Smith, MK Productions Ltd. and Toho studios. Warning: ADULT ONLY. CATEGORY III SEX FIC. IF HOMOSEXUALITY (YAOI/ MALE-MALE RELATIONSHIPS) OFFENDS YOU, LEAVE! --- Worsel and Kim Kinnison were alone in the Galactic Patrol base, while all the other members left the base to do the duties assigned t...
All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. ****** The fields overlooking our tiny greens farm were blooming. The rhubarb leaves were flowering open, the lettuce was rising, and the carrots were starting to peek through. The peace in the early morning light was nearly overwh...
Jay Williams loved living in the mountains. He loved waking up to the scent of pine. He relished how his cabin floorboards creaked under his footsteps. Even the early-morning chill only soothed by building a fire was refreshing. Nothing compared to chopping wood by the glow of the sunrise. Most of all, he treasured the isolation. He hadn't always lived alon...