Paul learned several things about Andy during their virtual Delfi weekend. Some stuff Andy volunteered: He'd played basketball in college. His first car had been a convertible VW Golf GTI, and he'd once gotten nearly arrested for, as he put it, "drive-by mooning." He spent a lot of time creating play lists that he then never listened to, because afterward...
(Note: This is a five-chapter novella, which should all post within three weeks of the posting of chapter one) Who could have guessed that the sense of freedom and exhilaration could come in the form of a feeling of calm and of floating above the world and of experience and rejoicing in every moment? I had escaped—escaped Nicosia and the embassy and the Ame...
All the time I was standing out on the balcony of Colleen Addison's house fourteen miles south of Athens, in Voula, overlooking Greece's Miroon Sea, and engaging in chit chat with her and the man who was introduced to me merely as Sam from the Economic Section, I kept thinking that I knew him from someplace but couldn't place him. He, on the other hand, seem...
This is a story about my first time fucking a guy and how, strangely, it didn't really seem that gay. Do you know what I'm talking about? I mean, I know heterosexual sex is when you fuck a woman, and homosexual sex is when you fuck a man. But there is that stage in the middle where woman and man might shift in the equation, yet the hetero / homo part doesn'...
Chapter 1: Stockholm [June 2010] The first time I realized that my dad wasn't always right, I was eight years old. He told me that bullies always back down when challenged, and I found out that just wasn't so, or at least not when the challenger is about a head shorter than said bully and happens to be the shiest kid in third grade. Still, when I look back...
1. John woke up, his mind flooded with mad desires and lust—still influenced by the wet dream that had spoiled his boxers. He took a long, cold shower while coffee brewed. However, the plentiful stream of hot water failed to wash away the strong, bizarre sensations that had tortured his mind for months. He poured himself a steaming cup of coffee and lit a...
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...
Part 5. A Cold War With Another Napoleon: Jason's perspective Things were going pretty good for me at work. I was good at my job, I liked most of my co-workers, and, maybe most importantly, the higher-ups in the office liked my work. My personal life wasn't worth shit. But I suppose not every aspect of one's life can be clicking on all cylinders at the same...
"Are you dating Steven behind my back?" Oops. I'd planned to ease into it slightly more elegantly than that. Jane's jaw dropped in surprise; clearly she wasn't used to being accused of dating her step-brother first thing in the morning as she answered the door. "Do you wanna come in and maybe keep your voice the fuck down?" she hissed. I followed her to...
The merchant in Tyrins said that I would need some protection if I planned on taking my goods to the island of Cythera. There had been reports of pirates around the south and western islands, sea folk showing off their power at sea. Tantalos was an old friend, and though I was reluctant to incur any more costs for my journey I knew he was reliable and that h...