By now, their sassy admonitions had become boring and obnoxious. "You'd better not come to our campus to suck cock Uncle Blonde. The campus jocks there don't like cocksuckers anywhere close to them. They kick the ass of anybody they suspect who is queer about other guys." "That's right, Uncle Blonde! Short skinny guys have been put in the hospital just for...
It's been two months since I returned home to Chicago. That first week, I would burst into tears at the drop of a hat. I cried myself to sleep every night. I wasn't crying as much these days, but I still thought of Butch often and it made me miserable. Jen called me regularly to make sure I was okay. I know she's worried about me. If I didn't have her to t...
This is a short story (for me!) and the second and final chapter will be up tomorrow, but there are related m/f stories on the way as well. * * * * * * James "So how are things with Gary then?" I asked Cassie, taking a sip of my beer. She pulled a face that implied a lot, but said, "We're good. It's all fine." "But?" I questioned. "It gets a bit sam...
Please feel free to comment if you feel that there's something missing, or if you like it. I want to thank roughboy18 for his excellent help! One more chapter will follow to give my sweetlings a happy end! I am writing in a foreign language, and it takes its time :( Sorry for the waiting, I hope you like it! Small disclaimer: Suspension of disbelief is r...
The sun was streaming in through the partially opened drapes and landing directly on Adam's face. His eyes fluttered opened and he grunted at the brightness, crossing his arm over his eyes and turning away. He felt his muscles cry out in frustration and the previous night's activities flooded his mind. He peeked out from under his arm and saw that Travis was...
Chapter 3 - Meet The Family I awoke with the dawn's light streaming through the bedroom windows. The Friday sunrise was glorious. Tamam spooning me, we both were afflicted with the curse of morning wood. Naturally his was far more pronounced and currently resting between my butt cheeks, like a foot long hot dog in a coney roll. I slowly turned my head to lo...
In the late '90s I was teaching art classes at a couple of different colleges in a mid-sized Midwestern city, piecing together a minimal living from adjunct teaching gigs and trying without much success to get my own artwork into some galleries. I was in my mid-twenties, feeling good about being independent, but living at a distance from most of my friends a...
Note: Here is the final (and corrected) chapter to Micah and Simon's story. I have to say, I had a lot of difficulty ending this story. I hope you enjoy this chapter and will let me know what you think. For those of you who have read it before, I have added 2 paragraphs at the end, and added to one of Simon's statements a bit before where I've added the para...
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'Bad day?' Brian asked. Matt shuffled into Brian's room and kicked off his slippers. 'Something like that.' 'Need a cuddle?' Matt rolled his eyes but fell down next to Brian on his bed. The close proximity of his brother had the usual effect on Brian. He pressed his nose in Matt's hair by instinct and sniffed deeply. The simple act was intimate and comfor...