Chapter 62 Tommy: The Easter vacation Padua university finished teaching two weeks before Easter. Rather than return home so early, we had arranged for Martin to come to Padova. The bed in my room was big enough to accommodate two of us. Leo had gone home for Easter, but Matteo was remaining in Padova to do one or two week's reading before going to his home...
David was a good student. He loved languages and especially Latin. He had a tutor not in order to get a better grade in class, but because he really liked reading Latin. He liked the stories. Recently, David had become particularly interested in stories about homosexuality in Rome and in ancient Greece. Everybody knew that those Greek dudes were into young...
My name is Heracles. Better known as Hercules, the greatest superhero of the Ancient World. A Symbol of Masculinity and Military Power. A lot has been written about me. Some call me the Son of Zeus, King of the Gods. Stepson of Amphitryon, Commander in Chief of the Army of Thebes, the most powerful country in the land of Greece. Cousin of Eurystheus, King of...
"I will make sure your mother and sister are well taken care of. Tell me, have you ever loved anyone else?" Arsenios flexed his battle weary and calloused fingers through the sitting young male's hair. "No." Arsenios gently unplaited the braid wrapped around the young man's head, allowing his shaggy oak brown locks to fall in his face. "Look at me, dear...
+++++ Author's Note: This is a sequel to the previous published story "One Day at a Time." +++++ I got back to my apartment and plopped on the couch. I had an emotionally draining day at work and wanted to unwind. I pulled out my phone and thumbed through the contacts...Cary...Danny...no, I would be seeing them in a few days...Charlie...no, I wasn't in th...
[This story continues 'Luke's early years.' All persons and institutions in the story are fictitious. Some places are real, others are fictitious.] Chapter 13 Buckingham College, Camford As I stood there on the pavement in Buckingham Street, looking at the golden-yellow stonework of the seventeenth-century frontage of the college, beautiful in the October...
This is a book-length work, so not every chapter will involve sex. If you're just looking for a quick wank, this probably isn't your story. ===== I stopped in the airlock and sighed happily, closing my eyes and stretching my arms out to either side. It was good to be home. The hockey game had been diverting, but the noise and the smell and the crush of bo...
Thank you all for your kind comments on the story, and I apologize to you for the long wait for this chapter. In order to get a bit more of the story out to you, this chapter is a little shorter than planned, but I hope to have the next installment completed soon. Enjoy. Chapter 9: Rabbit Skin Aarmaan smelled the sea. He turned his head to the breeze trav...
Dear Readers, A few of you asked me about Tom from the last chapter. Where did he come from? Remember the charge on the sheep and the boy from the stable, the one Gordy kissed in chapter seven, that's Tom. Thank you for all your encouragement, suggestions, close readings, and critiques. Chapter 10, Gone a Hunting "Come to the table, Danny." Nanny stood...
It was, in all likelihood, the most important thing he will do in service to his city, his family name and for his honor. He'd been a hunter since he was a small child. The very first kill still fresh in his mind even after all these years. He'd taken down a bird in mid-flight with a sling and a stone. Though it was only a small bird, his father had shown h...