I was in the Automotive section of K-Mart, scanning the stack of air filters for the right part number, when I noticed him. He was about thirty-five, dressed in a cowboy hat and boots, with an expensive western shirt and blue jeans. His body was slender but strongly muscled. His eyes were shadowed by his hat brim, but I could see he had a bushy moustache. He...
*Hello again for part two of Poor Simon! This is just a disclaimer from your author. The following submission includes non-consent, domination, gay activities, fear, and emotional stress. For those who think I am a sadist, you may be right, but keep hope, for brighter days are on the horizon for Simon. All characters in the following piece are 18+. This i...
((((Sorry for such a delay.))) Jason also goes by the name Spider. Leander also goes by the nickname Lion. * Spider did well over the next fortnight. He kept his distance from Nick but not so much that it was obvious that he was ignoring him. They talked when they were in the same room and swapped texts out of school -- nothing was mentioned about their...
It was raining hard in Newport. Otherwise Sandy wouldn't have come to his club to do his running that morning. Sandy taught sailing at the nearby U.S. Naval War College, and at his age—he was pushing forty-eight hard—he had to work extra hours to keep in shape. So far, running ten miles a day had helped keep him hard, but Rhode Island wasn't the best place t...
Levi POV Levi was just getting out of the shower when he heard the knock at his door. He wondered who would be at my house at 11o'clock at night after he had just gotten off work late and dirty. I was helping a farmer who's building had caught on fire we were getting out as many of the pigs that we could save then we had to go roundup any pigs we could find...
Chapter 1 Planning the fishing trip. I told my wife I wanted to plan a fishing trip with my best friend from High school. We were still best friends, but now that we were both married with children and lived 5 * hours from each other, we just didn't see each other but twice a year (and even then, surrounded by family). It would be nice to spend some time...
*Hello one and all, this disclaimer is a little longer then usual and I apologize. Through some technical difficulties, I managed to lose almost my entire 60-page manuscript of Poor Simon and I am now writing from memory so it will take a little longer and I want to thank you all for bearing with me. In the following chapter, there is gay content, emotiona...
Marcus brought entirely too much food to be defined as a "snack". He had piled on peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, strawberries, cookies, almonds, even slices of cake. When he attempted to precariously juggle it all on one flimsy paper plate, it didn't end well for him. As he lowered the plate to me his rather large boot tapped the edge of the bedframe an...
Chapter 1 You will leave this place. You will fly until your wings break, until your lungs burn, until your eyes are blinded by the dust and the wind. You may never come back to us, and if you try, we will kill you. The words felt like teeth in my heart and I could say nothing. All eyes were closed. None looked upon me, though ears listened to make s...
Prologue: The Interview The following is based on an interview. It turned out too long for the magazine article but ended as a book. My assignment was to interview an unconventional household: five gay men living, not as roommates, but rather as a romantic, sexual unit. Did this arrangement constitute promiscuity? Must a household of men resemble a frat ho...