Prologue Many of you reading this may not be familiar with an organisation called The International Federation of Naked Bodybuilders or IFNB for short. Well as this story concerns men who are associated with the IFNB, might I suggest that you familiarise yourself with the activities of this, I suspect, fictive organisation, by logging-on to its blog? The ad...
This is the second of two stories about the early naval career of one, Kevin Pettifer, who aged eighteen, by dint of his own efforts, pulled himself out of a working-class dead-end existence in a northern English city and became a Petty Officer in the Royal Navy. Before reading this story, you should first read its precursor: The Making of a Gay Disciplinari...
The Present Time I came awake feeling that I was in a bed but didn't recognise the ceiling above me so wondered just where the hell was I? I turned my head to the right and gave out a groan at the movement and saw Tracey asleep in a chair quite close to me. That he was asleep was made known by the gentle snoring and the odd facial twitch probably caused by...
My longest story yet – just over six pages – but hopefully those of you who read the whole story will appreciate the length – it would be wrong to compact such a love story into just three pages. And please note, this is indeed a love story and not just a fuck-up tale, so be patient; the action is all here..... 0-0-0-0-0-0-0 I was at the gym the other da...
Chapter 1 The sun sets fat and aflame into the plains of the west, dying a slow death. Leagues of scrub brush, rocks, and dust stretch to the horizon, beyond which lie the cities of Ekron and Joppa. To the north is Geba, and to the south is Bethlehem, those two perched upon the hilly ridges of the Judean Mountains just like I am, here, imprisoned in this c...
Foreword My regular readers will all be well aware of the fact that my stories tend to be rather long, This, my latest offering is no exception and runs in total to some 43,000 + words. Set in the near future in post Brexit Britain, it explores how four different establishments react and adapt themselves to the latest law, which once again allows corporal p...
A few warnings right off the bat. This story goes to dark places - assault, substance abuse, alcoholism, depression. Everyone who deserves to end up okay ends up okay. We'll all get there in the end, together. Have faith; love wins in the end. But nakamook, I hear some of you say. This is not what we expected. What about the pirates? What pirates? Just...
All characters contained within are entirely fictional; any similarity to any real or fictional person living or deceased is totally unintentional. Do not read this story if you do not enjoy reading about consensual sexual activities of an exhibitionist nature. Otherwise read on...... SUNDAY 10TH JANUARY 2010 Dear diary, this feels very strange indeed! I...
Chapter One: Paul The guitarist had been playing flamenco rhythms when I joined Ralph Peters, Sean Madden, and Holland Howard at one of the back tables in the Kennedy Center's small KC Jazz Club hall in Washington, D.C. I'd had a few stops to make after our practice of the Gay Men's Chorus of Washington at its P Street rehearsal hall just west of Dupont Cir...
Foreward: This is a little different from my normal fare, but I thought I'd give it a try. It's a classic fairytale twisted and reimagined, and the structure might give you pause occasionally, but try to roll with it. All constructive criticism is welcome. If you read my blog, you've probably already seen this (I posted it in pieces earlier this year) but I...