[Pt. 01 should be read first] Chapter Eight Awakening On the fourth night after our arrival, and a week after he had been rescued from the rubble, I was taking my second turn overnight with him and early in the grey morning about 5-30 am, Luke stirred. At once I rang for a nurse and held his hand. I squeezed it, and there was a response. His eyelids flic...
This is the story of another time. The Vietnam war was tearing the country apart and young people were beginning to throw off the outdated rules of a society. The year was 1969 and the place was Boulder Colorado where two young men met and embraced their homosexuality. It is also a story of dominance and submission and the myriad emotions these roles bring f...
A Help for Timid Young Gays A homoerotic tale ***** CHAPTER 1 Serge had been fucking his partner, Chris's arse for several minutes with ever increasing amplitude and force, when he suddenly felt that magic something in his cock which was the intimation that the climactic moment, that incredible sensation when he would reach what had the makings of being...
We threw our jackets on the floor and then kissed again, grinding our erections together through our open zippers, regardless of the fact we were smearing each other's precum across the fronts of our trousers. Ricky smiled as my tongue entered his mouth and this time he let me penetrate him deeply, offering no resistance as I worked my tongue between his te...
Tommy's Third Year at College [In this part of the story, Tommy and Martin take over the narration.] Chapter 52 Martin: Alone in Camford When I had returned with David Singleton-Scarborough from Bristol airport feeling sad that I would not see my darling fag-boy for at least ten weeks, he said to me, "Martin, I know exactly how you feel! Saying goodbye to...
[This story continues 'Luke's early years.' All persons and institutions in the story are fictitious. Some places are real, others are fictitious.] Chapter 13 Buckingham College, Camford As I stood there on the pavement in Buckingham Street, looking at the golden-yellow stonework of the seventeenth-century frontage of the college, beautiful in the October...
CHAPTER THREE -- A NEW MORNING © Sadie Rose Bermingham & Bellora Quinn, 2008 "Welcome to Part Three of 'Dark Paths' the continuing evolution of Rayne & Xavier's passionate and bloody relationship. Many Thanks to all the people who've taken time to let us know how they feel about the story. You keep us going. "The usual copyright restrictions apply. All...
Over two years, huh? They've flown by right? What can I say, everything happened at once and my time to write evaporated into thin air. I don't really know why I'm continuing with this, I'm going to keep going with my original plan for the story. I can't say there'll be regular updates or even when the next one will be. But for anyone who cares, here's the n...
by Josh & Sadie Rose Part Two LAST CALL FOR THE REAL WORLD Rayne was curled up on the rumpled, spunk-stained sheets of the bunk with his earphones in and the battery-powered laptop propped against his knees when Marc came back from the shower room feeling quite refreshed for that blast of alternate hot and cold jets. He had been slightly disappointed that...
A vengeful heart "The night falls without a sound, cold and alone are we. The light for which you sacrifice yourself flares once, then dies, devoured by the all-encompassing darkness All hope must sicken and fade. My soul thrives no more. How could you abandon me? Demons surround us, crying, we have lost our way." ___________________________________...