*** Liam *** I stood by the side of the grave, staring at my mother's casket, draped in flowers. For some reason, I couldn't cry. I'd been inconsolable when my dad died, but now, my cheeks were dry. Of course, she'd been sick for years. I guess at this point, I was just glad she didn't hurt anymore. The pain, never ending, heart wrenching pain, had been so...
By PapaWereBear and UrsusMajr (What follows is a work of fiction. Enjoy the fantasy, but please do not confuse it with reality. None of the incidents portrayed happened, and none of the characters are meant to depict actual persons, living or dead. This story contains descriptions of sex between consenting adult males. If such offends you or is illegal fo...
This is the third and last of a group of three related stories: Petty Officer Pettifer Pettifer the Gay Disciplinarian Pettifer – The Warden ***** CHAPTER 1 Kevin Pettifer: Warrant Officer Kevin Pettifer, to give him his full title, stood, cane still in his hand, and looked with a sense of great personal satisfaction at the richly welted, muscular arse...
Comments, critiques and tips are warmly welcome. Hello guys and welcome to yet another chapter of this story. I am really hoping that this chapter will be able to make you happy. I have dedicated it to all of you. I love you guys a lot. Don't forget to drop your comments and rates at the end of this chapter. Enjoy... ***** Aidan woke up in the morning to...
Comments, critiques and tips are welcome. Jeremy Stanton vs. Ryan Hicks Dedicated to Jack B (let's just say I've enjoyed all your shit-talking), and to Nemo18 & Missy ('cause I loved the titles of your comments) Love to the rescue! *** "Come on, come on, come on..." Stan kept muttering even as everyone's eyes remained on the portal with rapt attention...
PATRICK "IN LOCO DOMINI" CANE AND BIRCH REIGN SUPREME AT RIGBY SCHOOL A Homoerotic Short Story By Jason Land CHAPTER 1 In Part 3 of the Ingram-Lewis Chronicles, we had left Patrick Ingram-Lewis on the first day of his final year at Rigby School where he had, much to his surprise, been appointed Head Boy. But his appointment went much further than that...
CHAPTER ONE: Skill of Soul: Frost Monarch 3:23 a.m. Jun sat upright in his bed, sweating and panting heavily, staring at the open palm of his hand. There, in the very center, was a small ice crystal forming. It was floating and twirling about in the darkness gracefully. Jun would've been delighted by its presence -- had it been anywhere other than on his b...
"James, please pick your jacket up off the floor and put it in your bedroom, that's a good boy." The quiet words, spoken as much to not provoke an argument as to convey a request, came from my foster father, Randy Simmons, as he took a few careful steps over my prone body lying in front of the television watching cartoons. I had arrived home from school two...
It was a cold and blustery Saturday in November as I stood on the rolling grasses of the hill. The cold breeze stirred my hair as I looked down at my feet. A single rose, deep red, was clenched in my hand. I brought the flower to my lips and kissed it before setting it on the marble marker in the ground. It read: Lillian MacDonald, beloved wife and mother....
CHAPTER 1 My name is Kevin Maitland; Kevin Connor Maitland to be exact. I live and work on what is usually known as the Near North Side in Chicago. For those of you who are unfamiliar with the geography of one of America's largest cities, Chicago sits at the south west tip of Lake Michigan. It is essentially a rectilinear city, with streets running either n...