The value my mother places on material things is probably the biggest reason I do the things I do. When you grow up with no one around, you are convinced you don't matter much. Don't get me wrong, she loves me; I know she loves me. I just think she places her patients over me in her heart. But don't be touched—she always says she did it to make bank. And if...
After a long night out on the town, my friend Ryan and I finally made it back to the hostel we were staying at sometime during the wee hours of the morning. Ryan was wasted, but then again, so was I. As we stumbled through the hallway that led to our room, I watched Ryan fumble in the dim light to find our door. He was shirtless (he'd removed his baseball je...
I glanced across at Pete as I took off my shirt. Perhaps because he was a lot younger than me, he seemed oblivious to any sense of self-consciousness or embarrassment that the two of us were having to share a room and get undressed together. He looked young enough to have graduated from college in the last couple of years and might have been used to sharing...
I spent the first half of Friday judiciously hungover. Marie, Sloan and I ate sushi for lunch (our first meal of the day) at a place near to her condo in Celadon. The sky had remained solidly overcast throughout the night, trapping in a cradling warmth that now accompanied sunlight as the clouds began to part. We sat out on the restaurant's terrace along w...
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'...
Comments and critiques are always welcome. Please do not forget to read the first chapter if you haven't already. ***** Round and round his fingertips went over the rim of the glass. His gaze was glued to the drink, going over what just happened a million times in his head. He couldn't get over it; neither could he tackle the awkwardness he'd created. The...
As the dusk started to settle and the lights on the Bangalore skyline started to brighten with street lights Deepak got up from his portable armchair. He was reading a Nancy Drew fiction novel. He folded the chair and holding it with one hand walked towards the stairway at the far end of the terrace. When he reached the bank of elevators on the top floor lan...
***** This story is a gay/bi male, horror-themed, erotic suspense story, told in three parts. All situations, characters, details and places described are fictional. ***** #dominance and submission, #restraint, #bondage, #suspense, #dub-con ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Part II - Jaxon wakes to find Deacon's strapped him to a table and wants...
It was a warm humid day in late September when I was doing something as mundane as mowing the lawn when it happened. I became aware of someone on the drive way as I was finishing off the last few bits. At first my only reaction was 'Let's get this over first'. I had to turn a few times with the machine and I tried to acknowledge his presence but he seemed t...
The usual disclaimers apply. The story contains descriptions of sex between males who are of legal age (some of them are more than 800 years old) and so that should not pose any problem. The story is a figment of my imagination and it took some effort to write. Comments, criticism and Applause are welcome. Contact me at the address in my profile. * Episode...