Hey, I went crazy over this story and just HAD to get it out there. I will be posting more of 'Free at Last' soon. If any of you guys know my writing you know I get obsessed with one thing for awhile, write about it, and then move on. Well this is just the next obsession in the chain. I wanted to let you know that if you go to my Biography page I usually pos...
I'm not totally sure if this one belongs in "Gay Male" or in "Science Fiction and Fantasy." The scenario is a future, post apocalyptic society, but the story has few of the "normal" trappings of science fiction. I've written several stories and three novels set in this universe, though this is the only one that counts as "erotica." In this scenario, the ap...
"I fell in love. I fell in love when I was eight years old and you were eight-and-three-quarters. You sauntered into Miss Jean's classroom with the sort of confidence I've only ever seen on the faces of Navy SEALs or astronauts. You walked straight towards me and stuck out your hand, an oddly proper move for someone who wouldn't learn to tie his own shoe...
After leaving Dave's apartment that day, I was like a zombie. I did everything in my power to forget what had just happened. I went by the library and buried myself in books, but still my thoughts were constantly drawn back to the feeling of Dave's hands on my body. I hid away in the library for most of the day. I had assumed that if he really wanted to come...
Blizzard I land, and I'm face to face with my ex-boyfriend. Face to crotch, really. My knees are on either side of Evan Fucking Roswell's head. I'm going to be sick. He raises an eyebrow at me. I can't fucking breathe. The smoke in here is choking, the heat from the lights makes my braincells melt, my pants are so tight they're cutting off circulation to m...
The stars must be aligned perfectly tonight. I smile to myself as I fold up today's newspaper under my arm and walk out of my apartment whistling. It's the Museum's own fault, tempting me with a recently uncovered artifact as beautiful and valuable as that. The "Serpent's Eye", is what they called it. It's an ancient Chinese treasure with a solid gold settin...
Already in senior high school, I was fantasizing about my teachers. Especially the not so young ones, in their fifties or so. Mating with a mature male, this was the most extreme sexual experience I could possibly think of. For many years though, I never considered doing it for real. It happened that older men would cast unambiguous looks at me now and then....
I tried to inject a little bit of humour into this chapter, as the last one was a bit heavy. It's hard to write 'funny' without going overboard. The perspective jumps quite a bit, for which I apologise, but it's necessary for the story to develop. I'm not entirely sure where the story is going because I like to write as I think rather than plan, so it might...
Grig I was running as fast as I could. It still was not enough. He was too close. He grabbed me and turned me around. I saw his hands covered with blood ... my blood. I crawled back and closed my eyes, imagining it was all just a dream. I felt his deep breath as he came closer. I screamed with fear and jumped at him, making him fall on the floor and choking...
"Are you sure you want me to be here for this?" He was sprawled across the bed in a posture that was an obvious attempt to look casual and careless, but I knew Aleksi well enough by now--he was posing for me, and delighting in being looked at. I couldn't help but look and appreciate. He was blissfully naked, with his white-blonde hair spilling around his pi...