Note: All sexually involved characters in this story are Eighteen years of age or older. There is a young, gay boy, 15 year old Fernando, whose father has kicked him out (which happens way too often in real life) and CPS (Child Protective Services) have placed him with foster parents, a married straight couple. There is no direct, or implied, sexual activity...
Will cracked open his eyes from the irritating buzzing coming from his left wrist. Groaning, he brought his right index finger over his BIC and swiped it across, causing the device to stop vibrating. The thought of crawling back to sleep crossed his mind, but he knew that the idea wasn't wise. He had already snoozed his BIC twice that morning and he wasn't t...
"So that's your house, huh?" "Huh?" I had found myself drifting in thought and now snapped my head up, looking at Levi. I apparently hadn't had to give him directions to the church from my place. He seemed to be finding his way just fine on his own. "Oh... Yeah. Well, it's my parents' house." Levi nodded, humming in affirmation. "You're younger than I thou...
I am in my late thirties and live in a high-rise condo near the Delaware River in Philadelphia. I lost my wife to cancer a couple of years ago after a 12-year marriage. We had no children. I have lived in this place for about 2 years and recently noticed a new couple moved into the unit next to mine a week or so ago. The fellow looked to be in his early twen...
I started boarding at an all male school at the age of 11. It was all so different from living at home with brothers and sisters, access to TV and a normal life as a prepubescent boy. After a few weeks the novelty wore off and life started to become harder. There was great emphasis on who was top-dog and a sort of hierarchy amongst our age-group began to f...
Saturday, 13 September 1902, New York City "I do want to know how you came to this," Hamilton Chamberlain said. He'd laid the small pouch with the money on it on the table in the basement hideaway "gentleman's" club entered off an alley in the Chelsea section of New York City, but he didn't take his fingers off it. The room, with a stage at one end of it, w...
Chapter Seven: Tokenham Collegiate church In the early years of the twenty-first century, while Luke and his sister Cathy were still at school, on one summer holiday visiting Jon's developing woodlands, they found near the forest in Shropshire that Jon and Arthur Rockwell and Robin Banks had planted fifteen or so years before, the small hamlet of Tokeham. N...
Author's note: All characters are firmly over the age of 18, as should you be. Please be aware that this story largely concerns itself with gay sex so if that doesn't float your boat don't stick around. Please also be aware that there will be non-consent themes in this section and future ones. ****** On his stomach, Sean could feel Sam's strong fingers kn...
I guess it may have been because of my mother—and of the strange beliefs my grandmother formed around her. Up until the time my grandmother's ill health coincided with me being old enough to go to college, I'd been kept in the dark about so many things. I knew that my mother must have done some really, really bad things from the way that my grandmother just...
The element of fantasy can only enhance and make my experience of last July 4th a little more dreamy. But it will never give the excitement of true lust as I felt it. The new neighbors moved to our suburban cul-de-sack a couple of weeks after schools closed, perfect timing for a get-to-know party on July 4th. They accepted our invitation and rang our door b...