Gay Francis Stories

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An Italian boy in Camford Pt. 06

by WittePiet on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

[No sex in this short instalment, but please keep reading. There will be plenty in Pt 07.] Chapter Thirty-three: Ben's engagement One morning late in August, Tom and Ben were running in the Parco Emilio Guzzone, when Ben suddenly announced, "Last night I asked Leonora to marry me, and she said yes!" Tom was taken by surprise. He stopped abruptly and Ben, w...

Tom and Luke Get Their Degrees

by WittePiet on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

[Tom and Luke's Final Year Pt. 01 should be read first] Chapter Twenty-four Guilt and regret About 4 pm, my cellphone rang. It was Francis Eglantine. "Tom, I can see you for a maximum of 25 minutes just before Evening Prayer in Chapel. Come to my rooms at 6 prompt." "Thank you, Francis, I'll be there." I said. When I arrived at Francis's rooms, I knock...

The Football Team Goes Down

by angelwarrior2019 on Jul 30, 2019
Gay Male

"Listen up, team!" We sat up in our seats, and paid attention. Coach stood in the aisle of the bus, examining the group of young men sitting in the seats in front of him. "Seems traffic has been working against us, so we will have to stop at a hotel along the way. The first place we come across, we will lodge at. We stay there for the night, and then head...

Angel Hunter Ch. 03

by Gweall on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Shep smiled as he stepped out of the airport. "Would you stop complaining?" he frowned. "I'm not complaining. I'm just saying that they should bring back those little peanuts," he mumbled. "No one cares about the peanuts. I'm allergic anyways," Shep said, as he hailed a cab. "Psh, 'no one cares about the peanuts'," Lex mocked Shep's deeper voice. "Madnes...

A New Kind of Love Ch. 07

by Gweall on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

'What the hell just happened?' Steve thought to himself. A minute ago his boyfriend had turned into a demon and now he was alone. He looked around but nothing indicated either of the two men had been in the room. The smell of sulphur filled his nostrils, and Steve scrunched his nose at it. He stood from the couch and moved to the front door. He stepped out a...

The Soldier and The Cleaner Ch. 02

by reallife4me on May 6, 2019
Gay Male

The weekend had flown by and my life would never be the same. But right now, there was no time for that. Not at this moment. It was Wednesday evening and it was all on the line. All year we had been struggling to get our game down. The majority of our team was made up of freshman and sophomores. Then there was myself and three other juniors with only one se...

Fingering the Idol

by Cruel2BKind on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

*Normally I get the idea for one of my stories from a show, a movie, a book, or a game. The Bottom Tier series was influenced by 'The Windup Girl', Alone at the End of the World was influenced by 'The Walking Dead'. Slave Boy=Skyrim, Eyes Like Winona=Twist, etc. This is the first time however, that I got a story idea from a session of D&D. This is a one-sho...

Initiate Ch. 01: The Novice's Beginning

by bigsubject on Jul 15, 2020
Gay Male

Sweat poured over my thin blond brows, stinging my eyes. I strained, veins bulging along my arms and throat. My breath huffed, hot. I thrust with my legs and felt the burn of my tired buttox round and release. I cried out like a gull, "ah!" The chunk of granite I had dragged across the yard arced over the briar hedge. There was a loud crack as it pounded int...

David Gill Ch. 02

by StackShotBilly on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

(All main characters are over the age of 18) * I was reading about Cthulhu and the Old Ones when the sound of the shower being shut off made me suddenly remember whose book I was reading. I put the book back on Matthew's bed and stood up. As soon as my my feet hit the floor the door to the bathroom opened and a figure stepped out, looking at the ground th...

Tom and Luke's Third Year Pt. 02

by WittePiet on Aug 22, 2017
Gay Male

[Pt. 01 should be read first] Chapter Eight Awakening On the fourth night after our arrival, and a week after he had been rescued from the rubble, I was taking my second turn overnight with him and early in the grey morning about 5-30 am, Luke stirred. At once I rang for a nurse and held his hand. I squeezed it, and there was a response. His eyelids flic...