Getting out of his car, Mark turned to look at his sister, Katie, shaking his head. Once more she had talked him into another crazy idea and he couldn't quite figure out how she'd done it. Ever since they had been young children, his twin had the uncanny ability to bat her eyes at him and get him to do her biding. He contemplated getting back into his car an...
I'm banking on the fact if you like the first one you'll like the second one too. I wish you good reading!!! Ben banged his head against the wood panel of his house. His best friend was gay. A man that he had known since college, gone partying with, had told hundreds of jokes with was a fucking fairy. That was like finding out that every thing that he had b...
"I'm going to kill that bastard! Who does he think he is? My father? I don't fucking need a babysitter! Where's Alex?" The guy hired to babysit me by the "king of assholes" himself, looked at me like I was crazy. Hell yes, I was! Crazily mad! I felt insulted! I was not two years old anymore! Even when I was eight, I knew how to take care of myself... But th...
This story is about my friendship with a ghost. A gay ghost, a cute ghost, but still a ghost. Don't believe me? The first time I saw Flynn was last winter. I wondered at the time why he was clad in only a pair of knee length Spandex pants, and tap shoes. It was freezing, first, and secondly that was like female tramp clothing and Flynn was, a guy. Pretty...
My fantasies grow stranger and more erotic every day and David has become the central figure in my masturbatory illusions. Take for example what I dreamed about once I arrived home from the grocery store. He greeted me in the hallway as I was opening the door to my boy-cave. His body was glistening with sweat so I knew he'd come from his workout. To my de...
Life became real for me the summer before I started college. I had dated girls in high school even though I felt this strange attraction to guys − especially muscular guys with body hair. I played with a couple of pussies and did not get excited. Pussies seemed dirty and smelled bad. I began to visit a nearby porn shop − you know the kind: sex toys and vide...
Sometimes I surprise myself by how well I adapt to, and cope with pressure-packed situations. I have the ability to objectively analyze a difficult assignment from all sides, devise several possible solutions, then proceed to logically choose the correct, and most effective path to resolve even the most daunting problem...that is how I approached my date w...
It was a tad disappointing to wake up alone, but at least, he knew that he was going to be wrapped around the man again tonight, and the certainty of that thought was making him feel something, between a chuckle and something ticklish, right in the middle of his chest. His phone chimed from the nightstand, and he smiled as he read the message. "Time to star...
We proudly present the first in a series of unjustly neglected underground classics of erotica, revived and reinterpreted for your entertainment and pleasure by Tristan Trotsky, a noted dilettante of decadent literature. * Erotica is wonderful. The only genre of literature with the potential to produce a directly observable physical change in the reader. I...
Turning around and smiles seeing his man sleeping curled up next to him, feeling his warmth and listening to his steady breathing. He grinned knowing that he didn't last long on the sofa, that he would return to the bed pretty soon after he did. Of course he didn't know Andy had carried him, not hearing or feeling anything as he was in a deep sleep. He stro...