I woke up shivering. The air had turned cold and I was wrapped all around Kyle, stealing his body heat. I pressed my face to his hairy, broad chest and inhaled. He smelled so good, and it came to me that something was different. He smelled too good. He still had that spicy-desert-night smell, but there was a new underlying scent. It was like wind soughing...
Chapter 2 - A Need For Education Oh, how I hated that alarm. After one year of sleeping on Government Issue sheets, this bed was heaven! The silk pajamas where so soft and cool on my skin, coupled with the at least 2000 thread count Egyptian cotton sheets. I really didn't want to get up. The phone rang, "Jono, you outta that rack yet?" "Nessa, Puhleeeeeeas...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** "Fuck..." I heard myself say as the blue-red lights lit up the gray sky behind me. I'd been lost in my music, coasting down the highway, three hours into a six hour road trip back to my college dorm. My foot had gotten heavy as I distracted myself; I'd been going well over...
**********This is part of a dark, rough story with lots dark, rough gay sex. If that's not your thing, be warned! Otherwise, enjoy! Thanks. -MR********** The rest of the afternoon was a strange, nightmarish blur. I know it lasted for hours, well into the evening, but I only remember bits and pieces of it...hazy moments like dim shadows on concrete walls, th...
The phone rang. I opened my eyes, disoriented for a few seconds. Then I remembered where I was. I was at Tad's, sleeping with him in his bed. The phone rang again, and Tad sleepily answered it. "Hello?" he said. "Oh. Hi Chris. What's up? Oh. How bad is she? Is she on a ventilator? Okay. All right. I'll be there as soon as I can. Bye." I glanced at the cloc...
A tale about Jimmy, a teenager in West Albany, New York circa 1977... **** After barely graduating high school in 1977, I was finally beginning to learn why paying attention in school might have been a good idea, because I had been unable to gain admittance to either of the 2 local community colleges because of my poor grades. That was embarrassing, espec...
ERIC It's mid-afternoon on a Thursday in early July, day one of my Grand Canyon Gay Rafting Adventure, and a long day it's been. Yesterday Tom welcomed us individually to the hotel in Vegas then hosted an evening meet-and-greet in the lounge. Tom is tour director, openly gay, about fifty, moderately overweight, friendly, soft-spoken and kind, his psoriasis...
This is an update on "We Met In Kindergarten." WMIK ended as Jeffrey was about to marry someone else. Inspired by Troye Sivan's beautiful but haunting video, I thought the nap buddies should wind up together. They had loved each other for too long to wind up with others. ***** Part One My mom walked me to my first day of kindergarten at Powell Gardens Ele...
Heidelberg, Germany, 1905 "What do you see, Varick? Where are you going?" I put out a restraining hand as the Baron von Richthoven brushed past me and out into the corridor of the first-class carriage of the train. I followed him as he moved toward the steps down to the platform of the Heidelberg rail station. The train had stopped here en route from where...
Here it is, the wedding epilogue!! First, I really want to extend a big thank you to S_Isemen, a fan of the story who's also a writer on this site. She's helped me edit all the chapters and she's written her own version of Rob and Mark's wedding, which gave me the push I needed to write my own version of it. Therefore, this chapter was co-written with her...