This is a sweet little story that I wrote for Valentine's Day. Enjoy. **** Frigid rain falls steadily from a leaden sky as the train pulls into Union Station in Portland. Even the dreary weather cannot keep Tigger from bouncing up and down on the edge of his seat. It's a habit he's had all his life. As a child his mother teased him that he was bouncier tha...
This story may contain graphic and dark material that some readers may not agree with. If you are squeamish, please press the back button and dodge this story... The direction I went with this chapter is very, very different from any other chapter I've written so far. I never went with such a subtle approach before and I kinda like it. As always, tell me...
Okay all so here is a new story I'll be starting. I have the last chapter of Free at Last done and it should be up any day now. I promise I'll get the last chapter of Deep Waters done, eventually ;) I suggest you read Wings of Gray before reading this one as it takes place in the same universe. This story happens about 13 years before Wings of Gray does. Ri...
CHAPTER 02 -- Jake gets initiated. I wakes up suddenly, me body is cold, an I realise me quilt is gone. I opens me eyes an seez Carl grinnin' at me holding me quilt. "Oi! Gizit back fuck face!" I rolls on me front t'hide me boner. "Happy birfday bro," he sez. Aw fuck! 'Ow could I forget it's me birfday, "Wan'ya prezzie?" "Fuck yeah!" I sez an' lifts me...
The following is a first time gay tale that grew out of the dark place in my mind. My stories tend to have a cuckold theme. Most cuckold fantasies have a bisexual element. This is no exception, but it crosses a line. It's not uncommon for cuckolds to question their sexuality. As a mental exercise, I've looked at another man in the gym, wondering if I could...
Tucker Williams almost missed his flight. His mind was a thousand miles away as they called for the last passengers to board the flight for San Diego. If it hadn't been for the attentive gate agent, he might have been staring into the distance while his flight rolled down the runway without him. Shocked back into the moment by a gentle tap on his shoulder,...
Part of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong === "This is why I don't come to office Christmas parties," I thought to myself as I stood near the photocopier feeling awkwardly self-conscious and uncomfortable. I was trying to look as casual I could, exchanging half-hearted pleasantries with guys from different departments who I barely knew...
Although this story can be read by itself, it is actually a sequel to my earlier story "The Woman on the Bus." Reading that first would provide context for what happens here. This story is very loosely based on fact. Some of it is made up out of whole cloth, some takes events and heavily embroiders them. Some things are told exactly as they occurred. I leave...
Water dropped from the sky; it started to rain. Luckily, Cameron was still leaning against the lockers, safe under the roof. He didn't move a muscle for ten minutes, still in shock of what happened between him and Leon. Cameron touched his lips with his fingers. He couldn't believe that Leon kissed him. "Cameron? There you are," Max ran up to him. "We've b...
Mark offered a weak smile before climbing into bed. He could still taste Maddox on his mouth only now that taste was tainted with Noah. Mark Jameson and Noah Langley had been friends since sandbox days. Elementary school gave the boys friendship, middle school brought on their curiosity for more, but it was during high school that their secret relationship f...