Chapter One I heard the question and groaned. First, it was four in the morning, second, she had been doing this all day, evening, and now it appears was continuing it in the early morning hours. My groan wasn't a satisfactory answer, so she asked it again. "Who is the hottest guy in the locker room?" Anne said again. "Can we please talk about something e...
Author's Note - This chapter is a direct continuation of New Life Ch. 05. If you haven't read it, please go back and give it a quick read. If you're all caught up, have at it. Thanks for reading, voting, and comment. ***** The sound of lawnmowers woke me the next morning, still fully dressed. My shoes were off, and nowhere to be seen. A blanket had been pl...
Hi all! Here is the next installment! Thanks to everyone who sent me kind words over the past several weeks—you guys are great! A little update for those who have ever so kindly expressed their concern: my brother is doing fantastically! Almost done with physical therapy and almost at full recovery of strength in his legs. His husband has been amazing and I...
The orphanage rested about 15 miles outside of town. Unlike many stories, there were no signs of mental, physical, or sexual abuse at this particular orphanage. Though it was strict, and at times, extremely strict, this orphanage truly took care of all the disowned occupants. Father McMichael oversaw the orphanage, and he paid extra attention to Justin for a...
Due to some combination of the alcohol, blood loss, and the safety of Eric's presence, I slept hard and soundly. I woke to the screeching of my alarm clock. Eric rolled over and slapped the clock until it stopped making noise. At some point while I had been asleep, Sharon had left and Eric had stripped us both and put us to bed. Hopefully, in that order. I w...
This story involves acts of both sex and romance between consenting adult males, so if that's not allowed where you live then you should march in the streets. I'm releasing this story under Creative Commons by-sa-nc license, which means you can do pretty much whatever you want with it, as long as you give me credit and don't use it for commercial purposes of...
CHAPTER 1 Kyle Sinclair, the main character -- let us call him the hero -- of this story, is a Chicagoan; active, young, muscular, sexually superbly equipped and totally gay. Kyle comes from a working class family living in the western suburbs of the city and has never paid much attention to learning anything at school, which, when he was eighteen he left r...
Dear Readers, I sincerely hope that you enjoy reading this. It is truly a love story, so please hunker down and strap yourself in for some serious reading. For those of you who just like a quick romp, I'd like to apologize in advance and advise that maybe you try something new. It is always a joy for me to be able to express myself through my stories and an...
Chapter Eight I was promoted to Sergeant and there was a celebration at the Dragonfly with the guys from the barracks. Later I went to Toby's to celebrate. Toby looked like he wasn't feeling good. "What'll you have?" he asked rather quietly. I gave him a blank look. It was the first time he'd ever asked me what I wanted to drink. He knew. "The same,...
Note to the reader: This story contains depictions of non-consent and reluctance as the lead character discovers his inner most desires. ***** I woke to the feel of Jackie's warm breath on my chest as she nestled into my shoulder. Her leg was draped across my pelvis. I was completely content and sexually drained. Her soft warm skin felt like heaven and I...