Hi guys, this is my first story posted here. Any feedback, positive or constructive negative on it would be appreciated. This story and all it's characters are a work of fiction. ----- Being the awkward new kid wasn't the best thing in the world, needing to meet new people and finding your way around a new place. Not exactly a good situation when you we...
Mikey, a studly 18-year old finds himself intimate for the first time with Mike, his namesake 24-year old uncle whom he's idolized all his life during a cross-country drive. Steve is the 20-year old collegiate gymnast who hitches a ride with them. As I-80 threaded its way through the Rockies and made its descent into the basin of the Great Salt Lake, we wer...
Trevor knew his goose was cooked when he saw the flashing red and blue lights in his mirror. "Damn, I'm screwed!" he swore. He stepped on his brakes but it was too late. The cruiser had already pulled up behind Trevor's black Celica while the cars around him were moving discreetly into other lanes and going around. State troopers are so damned sneaky, tho...
"Merry Solstice, Uncle Scribner!" "Merry Christmas, nephew!" "But the solstice is tomorrow, and it would please me to no end if you would join us for the local queer people's Yuletide pageant and party at the old union hall tomorrow afternoon." The youth with the perpetual twinkle in his hazel eyes was determined to say his peace before the salt and pepper...
Author's note: This story was requested by a young man who shared his experience with me and asked me to write about it. I chose not to post any more stories under the title Honoring Reader Requests. All characters in this story are at least 18 years old. I decided to break the story up in to chapters since it started to get a little too long. This is the fi...
Many people were involved in making their story, so thanks are in order. To June, for being an amazing fag hag and a wonderful editor, to Jacques and Neapolle for the support, and to Leizle for supplying me with facts to interspace with the fiction. Radleigh from "Promises" makes an appearance in here, to know more about him just check out my other stories....
James was sleeping soundly, around 8 o'clock still sucking his thumb like a baby. At that time, the alarm went off, waking him up instantly. The sleep wasn't such a deep one because he woke up too many times while finding himself in the middle of various nightmares. He sat up on the bed, rubbing his eyes. His entire face was wet from the baby like drooling...
Same as before, over 18, safe sex implied but not explicit. Would love constructive feedback in the comments. A word on the reluctance/non-consent ideas – it's not treated as part of the positive sexual escapades (which are consensual, if only due to circumstances and pragmatism) so if you're actually looking for sexy non-consent themes this isn't the plac...
Final Edited Version of One Little Bruise © Fuck! Sam couldn't stop staring at it. The damn thing kept teasing him, playing peek-a-boo from right under the edge of Jamie's shirt collar. Purple and angry looking, the bruise had to be a hickey. The little fucker with his white-blond, baby hair and those enormous chocolate brown Bambi eyes always got on his...
The churchman slept fitfully in the cold night. But he was vaguely conscious enough to hear the old church clock strike 1. Sure enough, a vivid light at the side of the bed shone, embracing a smiling sort of androgynous creature in a charming old fashioned robe of shimmering damask and lined with white fur. It seemed to have a great burning lamp on its head....