There are a total of four stories, already written, that I will be posting over the course of the next month. I will post once per week so I can have time to read the feedback posts, if there are any. I urge you to let me know what you think of these stories, good and bad. They are strictly fantasies, mine, and bear no resemblance to real circumstances. No...
After some consideration of the comments I received for The Boy, I decided to rewrite the story in third person (so I can change perspectives), and take my time telling the story, changing a few things as well. This will probably be a long one, but I will try to write the next chapters as quickly as my two fingered typing will allow me. I hope you enjoy the...
Act Three -Only if the stars could see- I sat beside Brayden in my crisp pressed suit with my hands folded over my lap. All around me girls danced in the fancy dresses, their expensive shoes sinking into the grass under the night sky. They held tight to their partners as they twirled around the make-shift ballroom. A classical band played in the background...
Every time we crossed paths with a mirror, I couldn't resist looking at my new body. It looked much like mine when I came of age over thirty years ago, except refined flawlessly. I was smaller, softer, and cuter. This was me in my perfect form, the me I was meant to be. Whenever I wasn't looking at myself I was looking at the body of my new Daddy, Ezra. He...
I had never ever considered myself a gay man. I had never so much as even looked at another man until I had met Abel. In light of everything that has happened in the last few months, to start the story by telling you that I am not gay seems so preposterous, but I need to start at the beginning in order to make sense of how I ended up here. I need this to try...
Tony dozed, as Jonathan slept soundly. He woke suddenly looking toward the door. It was closed. Standing he went to the bed checking the patient. Jonathan lay on his right side sleeping soundly. He checked the urine bag, seeing it would be soon that he would need to change it. Tony looked through the darkness. Something wasn't right. Reaching up over the y...
The next morning Greg woke up with a start. "What time is it?" He turned reaching over Bruce grabbing the clock on the nightstand. They had both went to sleep not long after making love. Neither of them had meant to go to sleep. And they had both forgotten Greg had to be up early the next morning. "Shit..." he clamored out of bed running naked into the showe...
"How is he?" Greg asked, as Tony came out of the room. "He's sleeping..." The man made the trek across the floor to the table, where the doctor was sitting. "I made you some dinner. Sorry I didn't get you anything t'day. It was a rough one." He reasoned apologetically. "It's fine... I'll get my payback." The man seated himself, grinning at Greg lewdly. "...
Jonathan woke up alone once more. It had been two weeks since Bruce had brought him home. The tests did finally come back. Well, actually, they had been back three days after they were sent. Someone had misplaced the results, not finding them, until Greg had threatened to put his foot up someone's ass if they didn't. But even since he had known he was clea...
Further Around The World With Nothing On... A thin mist is ghosting up from the water, it deepens the night as it soaks up the light from the dock we're approaching. The steel deck-plates beneath my feet rumble, as though communicating some interior message... a warning perhaps? The oily black surface of the harbour seethes and churns up against the rusty h...