A year or so after I had first decided to explore my bisexual leanings, I moved out of Los Angeles and headed for the Midwest. I would miss Smoke, my first real lover. Other things took precedence, though, and what we had shared was- we both knew- largely physical. He loved someone else but had needed more physical contact. I was not ready for a full relat...
My wife and Carolyn returned to the house at 6:45 P.M. I wanted to continue with Jason but I decided to keep a lid on things as best as I could. The downside of getting caught had the real potential of being the disaster of all disasters. I remember how Jason looked at my cock spurting into the nylon as he stroked me and I wondered to myself whether he wante...
My stomach was churning and a headache was starting to form just above my eyes. Nearly 20 years later, that building still gave me fits of trepidation: Bradford James High School; home of the Fighting Navajos. Of course, here's a tip for the people that name schools and figure out the mascot names: think like a high school kid. Going to school at Bradford...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consentual or reluctant sex. * Note: This story is intentionally written in a way to mimic an unskilled writer though the use of southern slang and less than perfect literary style. All characters are fictional and over the legal age of consent. All rights reserved by the author, Yukonnights and submitted so...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Before I start this multi-chapter story of my newly discovered gay-self I need to make it known how many times I procrastinated trying to open up publicly about my old and recent sexual fantasies. Not out of fear, No. But constant hesitation when it comes to addressing such a wide...
My first entry - comments welcome - enjoy. ***** A cool, late spring breeze moved through the thousands of soft brown hairs on Gus' chest. He yawned and stretched both arms above his head and looked out the zipped mesh doorway of his two man tent. The river was alive and moving, as it was when he had put out the fire last night. Gus exited his sleeping bag...
Chapter Five: 2014: Words. They floated past him, recognizable but unintelligible. Heard but not understood. Half in a dream he heard broken shards of conversations. "...miracle he's alive." "...wasn't his fault..." "...we don't know how well he will walk again..." "...days before we know..." "...won't be an easy recovery..." Swirled in and among t...
**Toby** "Damn it son, pull your head out of your ass. You're twenty-six years old." My dad paced around my apartment yelling at me. "I'm not going to move on, Jack will be back. He always comes back." Defending Jack from my family is hard sometimes, but this time wasn't a possibility. "You hid the fact he has been fucking around on you again and then you...
Dear Figaro, How have you been? I have literally been rushed off my feet, I have had the craziest two weeks. My life has been just working, sleeping, planning and doing my writing course. Theo asked if his pen pal could move in for a few days, I said yes, he hasn't mentioned anything but I can sense that his nose is out of joint now that I am not at home a...
-- With great apologies for the delay and thanks for all the comments -- "Sebastian?" "I think so, Rory," I laughed. Half-laughed, I guess. Rory was staring at me in total shock and bewilderment, as if he'd somehow fallen asleep on his own life and woken up in a scene he didn't recognize. His silence lasted for another few seconds and his eyes were almos...