Notes: Short chapter. Trying to get in the habit of finishing a story every week, even when I don't have much time to write. So we'll get to know Sam and Ken together. Hope you enjoy. Afternoons in the barracks complex's communal lounge had become a sort of informal study group since the start of my relationship with Sam. I had to work hard to keep up with...
Every day that Dean didn't reach out increased his anxiety, and he wasn't sure how to deal with it. Ben had never felt like this before, and he couldn't explain it, but it was driving him crazy. Dean monopolized his thoughts if he let them drift, and even sometimes when he didn't. A week went by before Dean contacted him, and it wasn't what he'd been hopin...
When I left Bangkok, Thailand, the first time, I originally thought I'd be returning to a world that was almost completely straight and that my days of enjoying a rich and active bi lifestyle were over. My work with the government, with its strong homophobic policies, just didn't seem to leave that avenue safely open to me. And for a couple of years, when I...
Being one of natures untidy people, I have to really try hard to look good if I'm going out. It never lasts long and like any pretense, it shows up soon enough. Also, I carry a lot of muscle from years of working out, not enough so my clothes don't fit but, well, noticeable. So the easiest way for me to attract a playmate is naked. Simple. I love to feel the...
Content/trigger warning: This story contains bullying, homophobic language, and non-consensual sexual acts, but they are integral to the plot and character development so please take them in context. 1. JESSE The dead grass is limp and soft under my bare feet, and I hum a little to myself despite the crippling summer heat. Crippling summer humidity, I corr...
Perry was standing over me, a concerned look on his face. The room was still a little fuzzy, but I could make out the color of the ceiling and the brownish blur told me I was down in basement, my apartment, not the hot tub room. Perry must have carried me downstairs, a pretty large task considering my height. There are quite a few tight hallways in the house...
Dear readers, Again I want to thank my editor, 76Tromboners, she is doing a great job, helping me to hide that English is in fact not my mother tongue. And thanks to you, of course, for reading! Hope you enjoy the second part. Again, everyone is over 18. YamiAndYugi ***** It had been almost two weeks since Matt had moved in. I was still more or less s...
It started after I was released from my time of slavery. But I still had the cravings, the need to feel used. I was living on my own, having been raised very well by my widowed mother but with no strong father figure, I was easy prey. I won't elaborate on that, it's been so very long now that the memories grow hazy. This time of my life lasted from age 18 un...
John sat in the car quietly as Scott drove them to their destination, dinner and drinks with Scott's friends. John was in uncharted territory here. He'd never met these people, never imagined his relationship with Scott would ever go beyond Scott's own home. He felt fairly certain this was a mistake, but a part of him couldn't deny that he wanted to do this....
I used to keep journals, when I was a kid, but I stopped for a while. I never really liked it, I guess. I'm pretty sure my mom was reading it anyway, so it wasn't really a good place for my deepest, darkest secrets. It was just something that some parenting book my mom read suggested I do after my dad ran out on us. Now seems like a good time to start again...