**Happy New Years everyone! Chapter 3 is a very important chapter, so be sure to stick around and enjoy reading it! ***** ***Reggie I took one long breath and leaped off the edge of the rock. Time seemed to swirl around me as the wind lightly whistled in my ears. I closed my eyes as I continued in free fall for what seemed like forever. Soon after my jump...
Author's note: First and most importantly, I'd like to thank Nelle1022, not only for all the time and effort put into reading and editing my stories but also for offering invaluable feedback. Thank you so much! You rock! Also, this is a continuation of Rain Falls. If you haven't yet, I strongly suggest that you read that first. While this story probably coul...
Comments, critiques and tips are welcome. Chris Donovan vs. Shane Lewis Dedicated to Honey24 Cock-blocking! *** Chris stood in the doorway and watched Shane sleeping peacefully on the bed. He couldn't suppress his sigh of relief. It was the best sight ever. Chris said a quick thanks to all the angels as he toed off his loafers. After getting rid of a...
Hello my wonderful and faithful readers! The moment someone of you have been waiting on for years has finally come! The next installment of Field of Bloom's: Revelation. Now if you are new to the series I'd like to extend a very warm welcome. My stories take on a more realistic point of view rather than the typical happy go lucky ones that are all over the p...
Chapter One: Mission Ritual The only sound in the dimming summer evening light inside the airplane hangar was his grunting and her moans and sighing. She was perched on her ass on the worn wooden desk off to the side of the two P-47 Thunderbolt fighter-bombers taking up most of the room in the hangar. A lightbulb hanging on a chain above the desk swayed bac...
I was trying to make the best of it. There just wasn't enough alcohol at the bar to make me forget I was a fish out of water. It wouldn't hurt to try though. "Can I get a vodka and cranberry?" I called to the bartender. The gruff looking guy shot me a look that should have been enough of an answer. "Look, man, we got beer and whiskey!" He shouted ove...
Rob must have been really tired because he quickly drifted off to sleep in my arms. I squirmed out of his grip and as I did so, he rolled over onto his stomach. I lay on my side next to him and just watched him sleep for a moment. It was something I always enjoyed doing, that alone time with him after sex, when I would just watch him and caress him. I knew h...
The darkness became a colorful blur and then resolved into the scene of some sort of carnival. Bodies danced vaguely everywhere in the street, and a disorienting cacophony of noise and music swirled around Evan. He had tunnel vision, his field of view limited to what was directly in front of him; as he turned his head, everything in the periphery faded into...
I do wonder though, sometimes, how I think of myself, it's a pleasant sort of curiousness. Am I a gay man who has a girlfriend? A straight man who has been with other men? As more one way than the other? As someone who declines to identify that firmly? Adjectives, not nouns. I suppose I think of that long flight home, Melbourne to Singapore to Paris, then...
"Pour some of this down your throat," I said to Matt. I placed an opened can of beer on the coffee table in front of him. "It's small isn't it mate?," he said, picking the can up off the table before wrapping his lips around the oblong shaped hole at the top. "What is?" Matt tilted his head back, his fluctuating adams apple showing as he took a long, thi...