I feel another kick to the guts. I need to keep my wits about me long enough to leave with my dignity intact. Everything is different. I've walked into a different world. Jase seems to be the guardian of Cory or is helping his mother out. Alex has a kid who calls him Daddy. Benny leans toward me with his arms out. "I want Poppy." I bring my arms up for hi...
Before you read this story, there are a few things you should consider: 1 It contains graphic descriptions of sex between men. In some cases, these depictions may get kinky, and include borderline S&M. 2 It is set in the early 1960s, an era before the Civil Rights Act of 1964 when segregation and discrimination were the norm. African Americans were referre...
Clint, Danny, and a small team of police officers stood dockside at the foot of Christopher Street and stared morosely at the empty boat slip. The Larnaka Star had sailed during the night. Danny had insisted that Clint spend the night with him—and in his bed—and once they'd gotten into work they'd spent the better part of the morning obtaining a search warra...
Chapter Two: Dear Diary Dear journal, Tuesday, May 13, 2001 Yesterday was the best day of my life so far. I finally found "the guy." Dave is everything I am looking for and more. He was over at my apartment after drawing class just shooting the breeze with me. Everything unfolded when he discovered that I wrote gay porn stories. I was so afraid of his re...
"Damn it," David cursed. "What?" Aiden walked into the kitchen. "Nothing," David quickly folded the piece of paper and shoved it in his back pocket. "Are you ready to go?" he asked. Aiden smiled and nodded. He pushed Aiden out the door and locked the house behind him. They arrived at the house and David raised a fist to the door. Richard answered, wearing...
WARNING: This story includes extreme images intended not to shock, but as satire on the Brit-Art scene. ***** Art for Art's Sake? Sex for Sex's Sake! How did it ever get to this? It wasn't meant to be this way. There was so much more I was going to do, so much more I was going to achieve. Shooting stars they never stop. Even when they reach the top. But f...
Hi guys! A big thanks to those who commented on Chapter 1. Yes, it's been a long time since we last left Ryan and Erik, they've lived their own lives, grown a lot, and are in better places as they pick up their journey together again. I may have failed to mention that this part of the story focuses a lot more on Erik than Ryan. Ryan processes things bett...
Last night was different. I don't feel well. That is to say that physically I feel fine, better than ever, but I'm disgusted and sick in my heart and mind. It's like I said before, when he's here and with me it all makes sense, but when he's gone I'm left wondering what I was thinking. Even as I sit here writing this, I can feel him inside of me, and the dou...
Though some strange positions have undoubtedly been seen when two naked bodies occupy a bed for the purpose of giving and receiving pleasure, this one had to be stranger than most. He was bent nearly double, head on a pillow about two feet away from the headboard, with his legs thrown up over his head. Toes hooked under the edge of the headboard, and legs s...
Chapter Seven: Tokenham Collegiate church In the early years of the twenty-first century, while Luke and his sister Cathy were still at school, on one summer holiday visiting Jon's developing woodlands, they found near the forest in Shropshire that Jon and Arthur Rockwell and Robin Banks had planted fifteen or so years before, the small hamlet of Tokeham. N...