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It's Too Cliché...Right? Ch. 06

by musicfreak on Sep 13, 2017
Gay Male

I stood in front of Evan's house, watching as my Uber ride zoomed down the driveway, getting smaller as he disappeared. Diverting my attention to my watch, I noted that it was only half past six, meaning that I was still thirty minutes early. Mr. Trevorrow and I had traded messages the last couple of days, filling me in on all the details that I needed to...

Shapeshifter Ch. 04

by metajinx on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

~~~ * ~~~ Copyright by metajinx. Please do not duplicate or copy without explicit permission. This story is purely fictional. If you don't like violence, stop reading right here - there will be weapons, drugs, manhandling, blood and violent death, and also: no sex. I recommend reading all the other parts first, because this is a continued story. This part i...

Ben Loves a Challenge Ch. 12

by PDreadful on Aug 24, 2020
Gay Male

***Hey y'all. First off, thanks for clicking into this chapter. I hope you enjoy it. It was a difficult chapter for me to write, cause it was kinda sad, but I'm a fan of happy endings, so it will all be okay. If you haven't read any other Ben Loves a Challenge chapters I suggest starting at the beginning. While there is sex in this chapter, this chapter...

A Flight of Fancy

by amyredek on Aug 22, 2017
Gay Male

I was smiling as I sat back sipping my bourbon and Seven on the flight to Madrid. After several months of internet correspondence with Julie Scott, I had decided to fly to Spain from the United States and proclaim my love for her in person. We had spent hours on the computer teasing and playing and making nice to one another until I felt a distinct bonding b...

A Watchful Eye

by STLwriter on Apr 21, 2020
Gay Male

Cabin in the woods. The short phrase itself strikes fear in most people's minds upon hearing it, due to the fact that it's such a cliche in horror movies. Most people would prefer to go elsewhere, take a vacation at a sunny beach and soak up the warm sands. Others would probably go to something cultural like Asia or something. Me? I opted to take the cabin...

Menage a What?

by benjythang on Aug 31, 2017
Gay Male

Hello everyone. I am a longtime reader, first time author. I hope you get plenty of enjoyment out of my story and that it is spank bank worthy. Just a disclaimer, this is a story that involves gay, bisexual, and straight sexual acts. While it is based on events I have experienced, I changed all the names of places and locations, and I have made some changes...

Tan Lines

by KeithD on Sep 23, 2019
Gay Male

I nervously waited in the Philadelphia International Airport baggage claim area for Angus Talbot to pass through from his return from three weeks in the Bahamas. That was half the time I'd been working for him, transferring from the Chicago office at his request. At twenty-five, I was in my first job following graduate school as a concept artist at a major a...

The Mirror to My Soul Ch. 01

by bjmichaels on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

It was after midnight and I hoped it wasn't too late. It was a good sized park near downtown and even though there were plenty of parking spaces, I hesitated and drove around the park three times before I parked the car. There was a small pond in the middle of the park with a walking path encircling it. As I walked down the slight hill to reach the path I w...

Disparate Mercies Ch. 01

by seeker71 on Aug 31, 2017
Gay Male

This is a copyrighted work of fiction by the author Shell C Crosby. All rights reserved. Disparate Mercies Chapter 01 Desperate mercy: I knock on the door in front of me. It's a regular door in a typical apartment. There's nothing to mark it as any different as any other door. Nothing that announces this guy's special and gonna give me what I need. Fuck...

Illegal Arms

by Transverse on Aug 21, 2019
Gay Male

The house is small, one room with one window. No glass. It's just a hut, a cut above a lean-to, with the kind of cheap vinyl flooring I used to see in the trailers of my earliest clients, before I moved on to the bigger fish with the real money. I can see the wooden angles of the roof through the holes in the ceiling, and afternoon light shines in throug...