Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Dear Reader: This story is a response to a request. It's a stretch for me to try an unfamiliar genre. Since I am not gay and have very little experience interacting with the gay lifestyle, please excuse my naive view and know I wrote from the heart. Regards, shptchr. As always, th...
*~*~*~*~* THE PLAN *~*~*~*~* From Lawrence's car came the three laptop computers that he plugged into my over size flat screen. He also brought in two 30" monitors. It took him over an hour to get everything set up and tweaked before he turned the center computer on showing me an organizational chart of the 'agency' we worked for. There wasn't much I coul...
Chapter 17: Memory Lane Plotting a Course By: VaRiverWriter *I am truly sorry for the extended delay. Your comments are most appreciated. Please keep the feedback coming. Thanks so much! * ***** My legs were cramped, I was tired and beyond ready to get off of the charter bus. The first few of the almost eighteen hours went quickly. The students we...
Note: After a small spate of discontented comments, anonymous of course, for the first chapter, *nearly* everything I've received since has been positive. I'd like to thank those who sent anonymous comments, both public and private, who have had nothing but words of praise and encouragement. Those of you who left me your 'names' or email addresses, I've trie...
I woke up around 6 the next morning. Feeling a little groggy from the few beers I drank. I got out of bed and went out in to the living room. I started to sort through our bags looking for my clothes when I noticed Joe was sleeping on the day bed. It was then that I realized I was still naked from the night before. He started to stir on the couch and soon he...
It was a 1957 Studebaker Golden Hawk, black with tan interior. The golden Hawk had a supercharger. Basically a supercharger is a compressor that pressurizes the fuel system on the car. It made about as much difference between the Golden Hawk and most cars as there was between a kerosene lamp and a blowtorch. The cars styling was as sexy as you could get, a l...
8===> Discovering a surprise neighbor in the freshman dorm Ben leaned up against the door frame of the entrance to his dorm room and took in all the insanity going on in the hallway. One incoming freshman after another was busy dragging boxes and laptops and stereos and suitcases down the long corridor in search of the specific room that would be their cr...
What you're about to read: This is a work of historical fiction—recent history—inspired by actual accounts, so it's rather realistic though definitely fictional. The novel is built around themes I find erotic: captivity, sexual tension, male intimacy. However (disclaimer and spoiler), you won't find any full-blown sex here. This is the story of a queerly rom...
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...
*This story involves gay incest* *** My son Bobby moved in with me as soon as he graduated from high school. His mother and I had divorced when he was 10 and even he, at the time, agreed that it was best he live with her. Not to put too fine a point on it and with all bias intended, my ex-wife is a total cunt. During the years Bobby lived with her their r...