November 6, 2009 From: Lawrence Ryan To: Douglas Monroe Subject: Re: Ronald Gordon's plays Dear Mr. Monroe, I hope you can forgive the slight prevarication in my earlier missive. I am, in fact, still here in Lexington, but I was expecting to leave the next day when I received your e-mail, and did not believe I had the time to fit in a visit with you befo...
Author's note 1: This is part two of a spinoff of the incest story "Operation Fuck Me Daddy" and the second part of a trilogy. While it's not necessary to read the incest story first (it would be nice if you did), it is VERY necessary to read London Calling Part One. There's no incest in this story. This is the first gay male story that I've written, and I h...
This story was difficult for me to write. Not because there's violence or anger. I've done that before. Not because it's dark, although it is. This isn't the first thing I wrote that you weren't supposed to giggle or rub your way through. It has the good v. evil struggle that some writers explore, although I'm not sure, in this case, how good "good" is, or w...
The little office was cramped and cluttered, and the tall ginger youth who seemed to be in charge had to move a few boxes of disposable coffee cups aside before he could shut the door. Once we were alone I could tell how nervous he was: he'd clearly never had to deal with a problem like me on one of his shifts. His name badge announced that he was called El...
Our sex tape was surprisingly easy to edit. We had plenty of usable footage, so we mostly just had to decide which angles we liked best. We even cheated a little: we showed some of the same moments from different points of view, which made it look like we'd fucked longer than we actually had. I'd seen that technique used in professional porn, especially for...
How did I get here? How did I end up sitting on a couch watching my two best friends fucking like crazy on the bed in front me? My Two best *male* friends, just to be clear. And boy, was it hot. Tristan was on all fours and Mark was pounding his ass hard and... No. I'm getting ahead of myself, let me start from the beginning. My name is Jay and I'm straigh...
Author's Note: I suppose most of these notes are self-evident, but I include them here to circumvent getting comments about them later. I've read many a story where the comments section has left me scratching my head; it's always a good reminder to me that, just because an author puts something in a story, it doesn't mean (s)he endorses or agrees with it. A...
WARNING: This is a story featuring cheating and humiliation of people who probably don't deserve it. It also features a few scenes of straight sex early on; the gay portion of this story starts towards the second half. Everyone in this story is 18 years or older. And remember: this is just a fantasy. Treat the people in your life with love and respect. _...
Song references are to Rum, Thunderbird, by Tom Robinson. _______________________________________________________ She's gone. I flex my right hand, and vow to change the sheets in the morning. Tomorrow, Dan'll be in my bed, and not going home. That's a bit more than a hobby. Still, seeing Laura in a month, having at that lush curvy arse that she's made...
It's a late Friday night and I'm feeling it bad, making the rounds with my pool cue, lookin' for a game and some possible action. The local place, Lefty's is about half full but not too jumping. No one at the table. Well, hell If you ain't got no one to play with, you might as well play with yourself. I move to the table and rack for a solitary game of 8-ba...