Last spring during my junior year in college, as a reward for keeping my grades up, my folks sprung for me go down to Mexico with some friends from school for Spring Break. I go to a small Christian college in southern Indiana an hour from where I grew up. It's not the most understanding place. And while is easy to find some fun it's not a place I can be o...
By Tom Collins and Jushorny *Joel* It seemed as if Devlin were trying to be honest with me. I was wondering if he meant it when he said that he was open to the possibilities of a deeper relationship as he pulled me back down to him, capturing my lips in a slow, coffee flavored kiss. I held back a little as I thought about his words, trying hard to ignore h...
"Who knows? Not me. We never lost control." -- Kurt Cobain, from David Bowie I noticed the young doctor the moment he cautiously opened the kitchen door with his worn canvas duffel bag hanging over his slumped right shoulder. His eyes looked bright but tired. The best word I could use to describe him would be complex, or maybe distant, as if he was a bit...
Chapter 13: In the Hay Over the next few weeks, Nick and Francis had grown inseparable. Francis would pick Nick up from school and sneak him into his bedroom where they'd hang out for hours on end. Nick would sometimes sleep over, telling his parents he was at a friends' working on homework. Francis often got away with telling his parents that Nick was just...
Mighty Tungsten Tuberosity, Part 2 Hallowe'en morning. All Hallows' Eve. All Saint's Eve. The beginning day of AllHallowTide, the Western Christian Feast days signaling the liturgical dedication to remembering the dead. At least, that is, the saints, the martyrs and all the faithful: those who existed in Purgatory until the Day of Reckoning or, modernly, th...
Author's Note: This is the origin story of how I got into the world of Arab/Persian men. It's what inspired my other stories. +++ +{Noah's Starship}+ -+-[June]-+- "Noah Kinney?" the professor called as I was fumbling to open the stiff pages of the English textbook. "Here..." I started to say and raise my hand My elbow nudged the book just enough to pus...
"People think I'm this rough guy, but I really just want to find 'The One.' When I saw Niles' picture I just knew he was right," I said into the camera with a hopeful smile. Actually I hadn't yet seen Niles in person. He was stuck in Miami delayed by a hurricane or something. We were three days into filming and he was missing his own show. The picture they...
In front of us stretched nothing but road and nature. Forever. Sometimes forest passed us by, sometimes cliffsides with nets protecting the road from landslides, sometimes even huge lakes in the distance. Other cars became less and less and less common. This would be scary, this idea would be idiotic, if circumstances were different. I had resisted the urg...
I've just been called a pervert for wanting to know about their first intimate moments together. My accuser is Miguel, of course, who casually brings the term into play amid a sudden bout of laughter. Caught off guard, I stutter defensively, but he assures me he is only messing around. "Tell you what, I'd be pissed if you left that stuff out. That's called...
I'd known Matthias for about two years. We worked together, got to be pretty good friends out of work as well. Out of work started with the usual birthday drinks, leaving drinks, Christmas parties. He got me back into clubbing, he pretended that I got him into tennis. There were a few of us out just before one Christmas. Someone asked if I wanted a pill. A...