"James, please pick your jacket up off the floor and put it in your bedroom, that's a good boy." The quiet words, spoken as much to not provoke an argument as to convey a request, came from my foster father, Randy Simmons, as he took a few careful steps over my prone body lying in front of the television watching cartoons. I had arrived home from school two...
Comments, critiques and tips are welcome. Miguel Powers aka Wild Flower aka Iron Rose. Hello guys and welcome to this hot chapter of "Iron Rose." I would like to thank you for your love and patience guys. I really appreciate it and I love you too. Don't forget to drop your comments, whether positive or negative. Now, dive into a tale that has got us all h...
Chapter 1 - First Contact "Tyler! Snap out of it - you're staring again, and he's noticed!" Jack's voice whispered hoarsely in Tyler's ear as the hot water from the shower drummed across his back. There were just the three of them left in the shower now. Basketball practise had been over for more than half an hour and the most of the players were showered...
Preface For fifty years men come to the island of Cyprus, a Mediterranean paradise split and war torn by a marathon ethnic struggle between Greek and Turk, each consciously seeking connection with the writings of the British novelist and essayist Lawrence Durrell. They all take up tenancy, some longer than others, in the Bellapais villa where Durrell wrote...
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...
Feeling out of sorts not sure where my mind is tonight but it is not in a peaceful place. Why would it be I'm currently being tortured? Bound to a table with rope means an attempt at escape would be useless. I am useless. At first they asked simple questions: my name, birthday who my parents are? Then the questions got harder and I was punished for every wr...
A homoerotic story written by Jason Land PROLOGUE This is a sequel to my first story, which is entitled 'Sebastian -The Male Escort', which gave an account of my education at a private school in Sheldon, New York and how, on leaving school I moved to New York city and through a variety of circumstance, found myself acting as a paid Male Escort, which turn...
I joined the agency two days after I graduated from college. I was heavily recruited for the position having been what my university called a scholar-athlete. What that meant was that I had very high grades in a rigorous academic program while participating in team sports. My 4.0 average in international studies with a minor in linguistics got me noticed by...
Chapter One: Kazan to Novorossiysk As soon as he had seen the truck convoy start to pull into the courtyard of the makeshift main building of the Imperial Military Academy, Pyotr dropped the weights he was working with in the exercise yard and loped down the slope and through the grove of trees that bordered one side of the river park on the rise above Kaza...
GANYMEDE STATION PART 2: DEACON CHAPTER 10. I wandered back to the old recliner and flopped down. I poured myself another drink and downed it in three quick gulps. Cheyne was gone, as I knew he would be, there was no real reason for him to stay. Things had gotten out of hand, his temper had flared and he said some stuff I didn't know how to process. What...