Author's note: This is my first story posted on this site, and I'm excited to share it with you! This has been a favorite fantasy of mine for a while. I am looking to improve as a writer, so I'd love to hear what you responded to or didn't. I am working on a longer series about different characters that I hope to post relatively soon. A couple of disclai...
I slipped the key into the lock and felt the familiar click as the lock gave way. I didn't have to think twice about opening the door, this was my home after all and I always took extra special precautions to make sure that I was never followed or that no one ever knew where I lived. My given name is Steve Dunbar but for more than a decade everyone I've me...
Chapter 6 You've got to be fucking kidding me. I stared at Daniel in disbelief. "Uh, I don't think so." "I wish I didn't have to get you involved in this, but it's the only feasible way for me to get to Birmingham right now. I had to leave my Jeep in Tallahassee. I couldn't go home to get it. An airplane is totally out and I can't risk being recognized on...
Mosquito Bites The mosquito bit my hand. Sid lay next to me, gently snoring. I lay on my side, cheek resting on the stiff white pillow case. I considered the mosquito for some time, left hand resting on the pillow next to my face. It took its time. Finally, swollen and gorged with my blood, it drunkenly buzzed away, leaving that familiar itch behind. I...
"Mom I've gotta go I'm running to get my flight, sorry." Luckily my fitness was up, else it would be a breathless one-way conversation, with her doing all the talking. "Jamie, what's your flight number so we can come to get you?" Mom was insisting usual, she's a force to be reckoned with at times, but I love her. Now a little breathless I answered, "I ar...
My first week as a full fledge AOK and last week of the semester was for the most part uneventful. I remained under house arrest and only got to leave the frat house three times. Twice for exams and once to organize the packing of my things at the apartment. The pledges were assigned the task of packing and moving my stuff to my new room. Since I was going t...
[All characters described in sexual acts are over 18. Thank you so much for reading, rating, and commenting. I appreciate all the insight, positive and negative, and hope you enjoy this. If you have a tip or a suggestion, don't be shy!] *** New York, New York. Rows of buildings lined like domino pieces around the plangent Grand Central, endless lines of...
I was finishing up the dishes when I looked through the window over the sink and saw Joe in the backyard. He was tugging on the new tire swing I'd attached to the old maple tree in the back yard as a surprise. He looked concerned, as he tentatively leaned his weight against it, and I chuckled to myself at his unease. I ducked my head and watched as he steppe...
This little story has been kicking around in my demented skull for a while. I hope you enjoy. Other than the usual gay male practices, there's just a hint of non-consent. Oh, and my apologies to the Moody Blues; same title, certainly not the same theme...or maybe it is... ...and thank you once again, Miss B! ________________________________ Did you ever...
This story involves acts of both sex and romance between consenting adult males, so if that's not allowed where you live then you should march in the streets. I'm releasing this story under Creative Commons by-sa-nc license, which means you can do pretty much whatever you want with it, as long as you give me credit and don't use it for commercial purposes of...