I The ball shot in high arc, zipped over the sunlit field, and double-tapped the trimmed grass. Swift as an acrobat, the left fielder snatched and threw the ball. Ivan slid back onto first base. Colt turned his face to golden-haired, gay Wesley and to khaki-haired, bi Kyle. "He slammed the ball toward left field," Colt said suggestively. "I guess he want...
I walked along the breach for a few miles to get away from other bathers and sun seekers. After I passed the deserted section the beach, I continued for about another mile and eventually found and settled at an isolated spot near the plant growth about fifty feet back from the waterline. I spread out a wide beach towel, stripped all my clothes off and went i...
We live in these little cardboard boxes. Flats they're called. Cardboard coffins I call them. We call them. We can hear everything that goes on in this flea palace. So can the fleas. They can here Jimmy'meboy and they can hear the git upstairs, and the old poofs over cross the way. And it smells in here all over the East End. And we pretend we love in this s...
Chris wanted out of the Nevada desert. The dust piping his sinuses heightened anxiety. His old 99' Buick rolled its last leg—just making it to Rick's Auto on the intersection of nothing. There was an attached gas station that had not spilled gas in a decade. He pulled up near an open garage with breaks squealing. He rubbed and flipped open his worn leather w...
"We didn't have high school, but we do have now," he whispered into my ear. Bobby-Jack's strong muscular body pressed into me. I felt his hands on my hips, moving up and down my sides. He grabbed my beer and tossed it into the grass. He turned me around and placed his hands on my shoulders. He leaned forward and took in a deep breath, closing his eyes and p...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** I awoke to the near deafening sound of rain falling on the tin roof. I was alone in bed, but not alone in the house. I could smell something cooking and sat up in bed, wondering where Kurt found food to cook. Was that bacon? Getting out of bed, I walked into the kitchen and looked...
Author's Note Characters really do take on a life of their own, so it's not my fault that I'm writing erotic fiction. I'd been developing characters for an unrelated project, and two of them couldn't keep their hands off each other. It was like those annoying neighbors that have loud sex all the fucking time, only it's going on in your own head and you can'...
He kept working me with his mouth, not fast nor too slow. My arousal was increasing slowly but steadily. I couldn't see much of what he was doing so I lay back on the bed. I had been curious whether a man could bring me to an orgasm and now I knew the answer to that question. I wondered why I was letting him continue, even though it felt good, with my eyes c...
I was at home reading when I heard a loud cry of alarm, not far from my house. It happened about 3 houses away from where I lived. When I went out to see what had happened young man of about 24 was lying by the side the road wearing a push-bike helmet. He was conscious but in the early stages of shock. Nobody had stopped to offer any assistance. I asked him...
Dave's Lover Returns Leroy arrived home after being on deployment for a year and dropped off his duffle along with a few other things in his room. He looked around the house, and he was amazed it was decently kept clean for two bachelors living there. Leroy knew Dave was at work, but he didn't know where his brother, Chris, was. He doubted, but he checked...