(c) SADIE ROSE BERMINGHAM & BELLORA QUINN 2008/9 THE EPILOGUE – 40,000 FEET So here we are, finally at the end of our little adventure in San Francisco with vampires and smut and heavy SM a-plenty. It's been hard work and contentious, it's also been a lot of fun to write and work on and we hope that those of you who've got this far have enjoyed the journey...
Prologue Regardless of the clues to the contrary, I always thought of myself as straight. I always had a girlfriend. I was a devoutly Catholic boy in a devoutly Catholic family in a devoutly Catholic Missouri town. This is the story of how I figured out I was gay. I was 22. It was a long journey, so be patient. Part One Mid-way through my first year of la...
Of course I was nervous, I had modelled before, but not often, and always for a class. This was private. And for a guy. He said he wanted to take to draw me with an eye to producing a series of paintings. We arranged to meet, in a cafe near his house. I already had his address. We had a quick coffee, managed some moderate sized conversation, and went to his...
[Chapters 01 and 02 should be read first] Dedicated to the memory of Alan Turing and all other gay men who ended their own lives as a result of torment by gossip, prejudice, rejection or repressive legislation. Alan Turing has just received a posthumous Royal pardon. Much good will it do him sixty years after his death. [Literary Note: Willem Elsschot (18...
*** Sarkopheros Says: It's finally here! As promised, a brand new gay Hyper Jae! If you have read any Hyper Jae before, then you know what to expect. If you have not read a Hyper Jae story before ... well. This isn't your normal smut story. It's composed primarily of insanity, hentai physics, and comedy. Expect hyper cock (significantly larger than J...
Chapter One Wally - 2004 Wallace Reginald Cooper Smith took his wallet out of his pocket and looked inside. It contained his college ID, an expired New York State driver's license and three one dollar bills. Closing the wallet he returned it to his back pocket and sighed deeply. There was nothing that he could buy for three dollars that would fill the ache...
Mosquito Bites The mosquito bit my hand. Sid lay next to me, gently snoring. I lay on my side, cheek resting on the stiff white pillow case. I considered the mosquito for some time, left hand resting on the pillow next to my face. It took its time. Finally, swollen and gorged with my blood, it drunkenly buzzed away, leaving that familiar itch behind. I...
Yeah well this is my story of what happened to us over the last few weeks but first some of my background. My name is Andrew, or Drew for short, though not many people call me that. I live in Sydney in Australia. I'm half Australian, of Irish descent, and half Japanese. I don't know who my father is. All my mum knows is that he was a Japanese businessman on...
Chapter 96: Way Back When The whole time Merrick is with Syrinx -- bandaging him up, cleaning him off, buying a new set of cloths for him and throwing away the ones covered in blood -- Merrick is almost completely silent. All he can manage is an occasional glare as they go. Finally, after a half hour's worth of driving, they stop at a Starbucks. "Are you o...
This is my first submission, please be gentle. :) I welcome constructive criticism and feedback. Thank you for taking the time to read my story: Jet Lagged. * I slowly open my eyes and look at the time. 1:14am. Of course. Because it was 6:14am in Casablanca. I would be up with the rising sun, possibly having coffee on the veranda right about now. Instead I...