Written by: Bi.A.Piggy Reposted from other sites Standard Rules and licensing applies. This story comes from the depths of my mind. I am not a professional writer just someone who like to put the dirty ideas in his head online for others to enjoy. I don't care if you don't like my style. If you don't like what you're reading, close the window and read so...
Disclaimer: This story is fictional. The characters are entirely fictitious and are not based on anyone who has or is still living. Any resemblances to any person or persons who are alive or dead are completely coincidental. All characters depicted in this story are above 18 years of age. The following contains some explicit scenes of male/male sex and a...
No one had expected a blizzard that night. The forecast called only for light snow, no big deal in my hometown, so everyone continued with their planned activities. I'd gone over to my friend Jerry's house. Jerry and I room together at the state university, but we still spend a lot of time together when we return to our hometown during college breaks. Jerr...
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...
Jim was in the Bachelor of Fine Arts program. Their painting studios were on the 3rd floor of the Arts Building, across the hall from the graphic design classroom and photo studio. In between were the men's and women's bathrooms. I knew him, seen him around the campus and other places as we traveled in the same social group. I had no idea he would introduce...
We had just moved into our new home in Tulsa. After three corporate related moves in the past three years, my family was tired of moving and ready to settle down and put down permanent roots. Our college aged son and his two high school aged brothers balked at the latest move because they had become very popular at their last school. My wife and I had sired...
I had always thought that about the only thing you could do on a pool table was play pool, but the Taylor brothers went to great length and depth to teach me otherwise. I'd met the three brothers on the beach at Pataya, Thailand. Their family owned a hotel construction company and was making money hand over fist in throwing up fancy hotels in downtown Bangk...
"Do you have your knife?" Goron asked his brother, Joseph. The brothers were both good looking young men, bronzed by the sun from time spent working in their fertile fields and grown tall and muscular on their land's produce. But they were ambitious also. And eager for wealth, and to show their strength. And on this special day, the two young men had oiled...
I tried to inject a little bit of humour into this chapter, as the last one was a bit heavy. It's hard to write 'funny' without going overboard. The perspective jumps quite a bit, for which I apologise, but it's necessary for the story to develop. I'm not entirely sure where the story is going because I like to write as I think rather than plan, so it might...
"Ever wrestle before?" It was an odd question to come out of nowhere from someone I had just barely got to know. I stopped walking and looked down at my skinny frame for a moment, then back to the face of my college schoolmate. "Are you kidding?" I replied, laughing. "Do I look like a wrestler to you?" Perry, who really wasn't that much bigger than me phy...