I have read lots of stories about werewolves in the last few weeks, and I found most of them to be lacking something. Don't get me wrong, I loved most of them and gave 5 stars, but I'm not a fan of instant romance, or instant soul-mating on that behalf. So, as a form of protest I came up with my own story and tried to dodge the instant happiness in favor of...
My name is Jason Gray . I am a student at the Thorne Institute of Technology. It's a small private college that's like no other school on the planet. I'm a young black man who also happens to be bisexual. This is the only place where I've ever truly felt welcome. Lots of people and establishments claim to accept everyone regardless of race or sexual orientat...
After 7 years of being a caregiver, I was sad but wiser when cancer finally stole the great love of my life. I was 62, widowed and an empty nester. Time was my friend, I was free of chemo, doctor's visits, and hospice. It was time to mourn, and then it was time to move forward, to live. No disrespect but I had 7 years to prepare for this day, anticipatory gr...
Chapter 1 The heat on my back was definitely having an effect. The warmth from the early spring sun as I lay on a large rug in my back garden was making me feel randy -- very randy. However, feeling randy was a bit of a problem for two reasons. Firstly Natalie my wife of four years was away on a girly long weekend with some old university friends and second...
I felt his eyes burn into the back of my shaggy head. My name is, Tom, I work nights at a local pub. It had been 13 years since the last time we were closer than I had ever been with another man. When I turned and saw Carl's big frame, I instantly flashed back to my freshman year at Ithaca, in the locker room, the night that the two of us were the last ones...
I had fun on Friday with Kyle and Eric, though I still didn't dance. Eric suggested I try talking to somebody, but that didn't happen, either. Well, okay, his exact words were, "The best way to get over someone is to get under someone else." Still no go, any way you cut it. Keith called me Sunday, and told me how he broke up with the guy he had been seeing...
This is my contribution to the " APRIL FOOLS DAY CONTEST 2018" I really liked writing this story and I hope you will enjoy reading it too. This is not a sex-story. For those looking for detailed descriptions of strong, muscled bodies, or hot, steamy sex scenes, try the next one on the list; you won't find it here. For me, this is a new category to write...
My adventures at glory holes all took place in the 80's. That was the era of movies in Adult Bookstores – and glory holes in every store. It was before the AIDs/HIV era, and so there wasn't the health code issues that had them closed down. There may still be ABS's that have them but I haven't found any in a long time. Of course, I haven't been in one in a lo...
Omar and Barry were my neighbors in DC before they moved to California 10 years back. They lived in my building complex and we hit it off immediately after meeting at a mutual friend's dinner party. Barry and I quickly connected over our love of team sports. At nearly 6ft, he was a big man but surprisingly agile on the field. He joined my soccer team. Ba...
Let us take a breather from the kabuki of this January, an intermission of sorts. Let me show you how Brandon and I have sharpened our own knives with our eyes wide open for four years since we were in high school before stabbing each other now. "Echoes start as a cross in you, Trembling noises that come too soon Spatial movement which seems to you, Resona...