Maybe I'm just stupid. Maybe that's the reason. I have to learn and relearn the same lesson over and over: Sometimes our dreams and goals spin around and bite us in the ass. I'm Chip Beaker. I'm in a lot of trouble. And it all started with that damn apartment. Way out on Santa Monica, it sat high over the street and glimpsed the big, blue Pacific, out ther...
+{Noah's Starship}+ -+-[Ch. 13]-+- ~By Emri~ I watched Navid's chest rise and fall as light snores escaped his full, pink lips. He'd inhale with a low, rumbly snore and then his lips would close until the pressure built up. He'd blow out a "Puhhh!" It wasn't too loud, and the rhythm of it always lulled me to sleep. I had raised my head off his heartbeat t...
KIJUS: "This is intense!" Mercury said. He was sweating quite profusely, breathing hard as he put in every ounce of effort he could muster. The boy was trying hard, pleasing me with his efforts. "I know. That's why I love it! Put your hand," I smiled, grabbing his hand. I pulled his body forward into a rather... cumbersome position, "...Here..." "Oh my go...
Paul M. Rexer headed into the kitchen in yesterday's cotton trunks. He didn't have any fresh underwear with him. Or clothes. Or much else for that matter. He hadn't expected to see the cutie from work in the street. Hadn't expected to go for lunch, or to spend the afternoon hanging out, and certainly hadn't expected dinner to be part of the equation. And th...
GREEN BERETS AND JOCKSTRAPS PART ONE I had a bad feeling. Something was wrong. My Special Forces team stood ready and eager in the plane, about to parachute out the big cargo door over Pukudu Deme. But something is wrong! The moment they opened the C-130's big rear door, and I got my first view of the Pacific island, when the air rushed in with the heat...
The next morning was so rushed due to over sleeping Brock and I barely had time for a good bye kiss before the limo arrived to take me to the airport. Since Brock had meetings that morning we parted at the apartment. Being alone in the limo gave me too much time to watch the buildings of my summer home disappear as we made our way out of town to the suburban...
CHAPTER ONE: Skill of Soul: Frost Monarch 3:23 a.m. Jun sat upright in his bed, sweating and panting heavily, staring at the open palm of his hand. There, in the very center, was a small ice crystal forming. It was floating and twirling about in the darkness gracefully. Jun would've been delighted by its presence -- had it been anywhere other than on his b...
by PapaWereBear and UrsusMajr (This is a work of fiction, depicting sex between consenting adult males. If such offends you or is illegal for you to read where you live, or you are under the age of eighteen, please leave now. No actual persons or events are depicted. Safe sexual practices are not used, but remember, this is fiction; in real life, get teste...