*All characters are 18+* The group of men had left the road behind, and were now wandering through the undergrowth of a thick black forest. They had left behind their horses, and their carts and their fire, and they felt small and inconsequential in the primeval darkness of the Romanian forests. Fourteen of the fifteen men were natives, they were led by...
*Right now I just need to do a huge disclaimer for my story. Now I KNOW that this is a fiction website, and I KNOW that ninety percent of the stories have many inaccuracies in them, and I KNOW that I probably shouldn't care so much, but I do. I know very little personally about the Nipmuc tribe, the identity that I chose for the setting of this novella. Man...
It was time for Arlo to go back to work and he couldn't say he was happy about it. Since he was now spending most of his day at the hospital, and not at home, Mama returned to her own house. He couldn't say he was glad to see her go. Mama had made him feel warm and loved, in a different way than Jake did. Jake loved him like a boyfriend. Mama loved him like...
December 2009 James I'm idly browsing online one evening, surfing for something - anything - interesting, when an article from a gay gossip column catches my eye. At first I think I'm imagining it, but no matter how I squint at the screen, the words don't change. Simon Vermeulen, last seen crashing spectacularly at the Spanish Vuelta (a 3,000km cycling ra...
Chapter 19 -- W2 Sunday Morning At 7:15 AM the security officer is waking Vern and Troy, both sleeping naked in Vern's bed. Vern quickly made a trip to the bathroom before walking down to Luke's bed to awaken Mike. When Vern returned to his own bed, Troy was still in it. Vern, shaking Troy's shoulder, "Get up! We need to fix brunch." Troy managed to get h...
Pelaam: August 2007. Mikey looked up, pushing his glasses back into place once more as the big, broad, ebony skinned man strode purposefully towards him. Mikey felt his heartbeat begin to race as the big man approached. He'd seen this man a few times in the library; only he normally wore big boots, jeans and t-shirt. He had seen him use computers, sit in th...
* Doug * For my first morning in Austin, Todd and Aaron take me to a quaint little cafe for breakfast. That's how they describe it. Quaint. "You'll love this place, Dougie," Todd says enthusiastically. "It's so quaint." "Quaint" is not quite the word I would use myself. Maybe "gentrified." It's an old house that has been converted into a restaurant and som...
An Apocryphal Tale for Oestara by Sadie Rose Bermingham "When we first began to write the Rayne Wylde vampire stories we had a little joke that Jabez Everman had been hanging around at some of the principal political hotspots of history. There was some little quip about him selling miniature crosses at the Crucifixion, which was in very poor taste, I know!...
This is a story about my first time fucking a guy and how, strangely, it didn't really seem that gay. Do you know what I'm talking about? I mean, I know heterosexual sex is when you fuck a woman, and homosexual sex is when you fuck a man. But there is that stage in the middle where woman and man might shift in the equation, yet the hetero / homo part doesn'...
Before you read this story, there are a few things you should consider: 1 It contains graphic descriptions of sex between men. In some cases, these depictions may get kinky, and include borderline S&M. 2 It is set in the early 1960s, an era before the Civil Rights Act of 1964 when segregation and discrimination were the norm. African Americans were referre...