There was blood dripping from his brow, he noticed vaguely. The cut wasn't serious, but the sticky sensation across the left side of his face, where the dried blood was making it's decent, was rather unsettling. He was more immediately concerned with his ship, Revelry, and the fact that she was most likely being scrapped for parts at this very moment. It was...
In "Switch," Martin, singer and guitarist of a popular L.A. band, succumbs to his first gay encounter when he is seduced by the irresistible magnetism of local literary luminary and dominant top Dario. Though ultimately a tender romance, "Switch" is full of my favorite dark pleasures, including the piquant pathos of people dealing with the fears and wounds o...
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...
Brian "Beef" Carroway thinks he's gay. No, he knows he is. He's gruff, buff, and overcompensating for his big size and soft heart. Brian's the badass bouncer at Mosh rock club where Cajun singer Jack Cotille moonlights for the month of December. With a voice like sin, Jack is walking, talking, sexy temptation in the flesh. He's also fly-by-night, possibly h...
There once was a policeman named Laidley Small, who didn't deserve it. He was a policeman, sure enough, but he wasn't small. And he couldn't get laid. For months, ever since my return from six months as a hostage of terrorists in Colombia (where I was made to crave a good, stalwart cock and where I became a cum-slut), my life was one sexual adventure afte...
I woke up thinking last night had to have been a dream since I'd started my day pining for my runaway girlfriend, and somehow ended the day not even thinking about her but instead thinking about the huge black cock from a guy aptly named Tree. Yep dream for sure, except as I struggled to wake from it I heard moaning that could wake up my Grandpa Ebert and he...
I watched in silence as Andrew disappeared down the hall, leaving me confused as to what the hell just happened. I thought it was a crazy coincidence that he was standing before me, but apparently he interpreted it as a joke I was playing on him? That doesn't even make any sense. I tried to stifle the annoyance that was building up inside me and slammed the...
Note to the Reader: I have taken a shot at writing a short story in the same ballpark as the Yaoi manga I read so often. As usual, constructive feedback and shiny stars are most welcome. Though I refer to Osaka University, none of the characters are intended to represent any person or being, living or dead; this is a work of fiction. Nothing else. Thanks...
Waking up with a big rough hand other than my own down my shorts is always a little surprising. It certainly doesn't happen very often. Actually, it almost never happens. For some reason Nick can't resist my morning wood. In fact, he's always grabbing at my package when he thinks no one is looking. I think it amuses him to see how much it embarrasses me. B...
(This is a repost of the chapters I've previously posted. I misspelled Yorick's surname, how I managed to do that I have no idea. It was a terrible mistake that I needed to correct or be shamed forever. The good news, Is that chapters 1 and 2 are now one entity. The bad news is that Chapter 3 will be posted as soon as I find time. I'm still editing it like...