not another werewolf story! I follow at a guarded distance the man who just saved my life, unsure of how much I can trust him not to take it later. He walks briskly, taking great strides with labored ease. He maneuvers the night as if it's day, lumbering about the backwoods like he doesn't feel the roots and bumps underneath. His manner disgusts me but his...
Eighteen years later Amos grabbed Christian's horse by the reins. "Let's be sensible about this. What is running away going to accomplish?" Christian narrowed his eyes. "Kindly release my horse." He sneered. Amos sighed. "Not until you've come to your senses." "I'm not running away." Christian told his friend. ""I'm simply making myself unavailable." Am...
Black Hawke Down The winter of 2005 was a barren time, sexually, for me. The endless summer of that year was punctuated by an exciting and sexually adventurous bisexual threesome between work friends that died away with the demise of the company we worked for. Thomas was still around for wonderfully filthy transactional gay sex. When I say transactional, I...
Chapter 99: Happy Halloween The water of the sea splashes on a rock as seagulls screech in the distance, flying overhead at the break of noon. On the small rock, a small otter breaks out of the surface, and climbs onto it, standing on his hind legs. He wears a gleaming brass collar scribed with kanji, along with a marble dangling from the base, besides his...
**********This is part of a dark, rough story with lots dark, rough gay sex. If that's not your thing, be warned! Otherwise, enjoy! Thanks. -MR********** The rest of the afternoon was a strange, nightmarish blur. I know it lasted for hours, well into the evening, but I only remember bits and pieces of it...hazy moments like dim shadows on concrete walls, th...
Note: I post this in gay male so as not to offend any straight men that would read it if I posted as group sex or some other category. My regular readers know that my characters have complex sex lives that do not easily fit into neat boxes. * Two days after the talk with Nateal I was back in Donald's bed, consummating my position as first man so to speak....
The following is an expanded version of a story I wrote five years ago. In that story I sought to capture some of the intense closeness some men can feel for other men, a closeness borne out of shared experiences and common struggles that can often leave friends as close as brothers. I came back to this story because I really liked its message that nothing i...
Marc Harmon is an extraordinary person. He is special. I have loved him completely since almost the first moment I met him. I was on holiday with my parents and his family had the cabin next door. The very first day, while my parents were unloading the car I ran off exploring and saw him sitting on the balcony that ran along the front of their cabin. I ran...
Finally, gravity has pulled me back to earth, and now I'm feeling all the feelings I should have felt last night. Shame for really having sex while someone watched and masturbated, jealousy that Mark might try to take my man, anxiety because I don't think my pockets are deep enough to maintain this lifestyle, and every other negative feeling. Waking up felt...
Chapter 17: When All Else Fails... © Sadie Rose Bermingham 2006 "Apologies for the delay to this chapter. My internet connection and my husband have both been sick and it's taken me a little while to get around to posting. Anyway, I hope you enjoy the penultimate chapter of Rayne's French adventure." The usual terms apply. Copyright belongs to Sadie Rose...