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Gotta Keep Trying Ch. 01

by sr71plt on Sep 25, 2017
Gay Male

[This story is completed and will post in six chapters before the end of May 2016] ***** The dancer on the pole looked too young. That's why Hardesty zeroed in on him. Hardesty was looking for them young. The others were working the crowd. Leering back, throwing dirty words into the crowd in response to what was being called out to them and making suggesti...

A Set- Up Job

by endthedream on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

He looked round. He saw the usual Saturday night crowd. He thought, who can I use tonight? Would that thin femme over there with the red hair like to do it to me while I'm doing it to him/her? How about Mr. Cowboy to the right of her/him at the bar. Tough looker, sure, but the Stetson is pure white and perfectly trimmed and creased and new as yesterday wishe...

After Room 117 Ch. 02

by barry_nine on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

It was a week after my first trip to the adult bookstore that I went for the second time. I had attended a frat party on campus, and as those things usually go, there were about ten times as many men as there were women at the party. I was more than a little buzzed from beer and ganja when I arrived in the parking lot of the bookstore. Unlike my first two...

Gotta Keep Trying Ch. 06

by sr71plt on Sep 25, 2017
Gay Male

"You promised you could keep his photo and name out of the papers," Hardesty growled. His fist came down hard on the assistant district attorney's desktop. "I know, we tried. But this has dragged on for months. Mr. Drake isn't a minor, you know. He may look like one, but he isn't. We were doing this as a special favor to your unit. The accused have a right...

Gotta Keep Trying Ch. 05

by sr71plt on Sep 25, 2017
Gay Male

"I don't need no warrant to tell you to take off your shirt, Alfonse. And I don't really need for you to take off your shirt for both you and me to know that you have an all-color arm sleeve tattoo, do we?" The black pawnbroker stood there, behind the cash register in his junk-packed store and stared belligerently back at Phil. There was a touch of fear in...

Unknown Love Ch. 05

by lessthanperfect on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Jamie Flint* "Why... the fuck did you even keep going back to him? I mean... I mean... the guys a proper shithead!" I couldn't help but laugh. He was spot on. Good ole Kyle was always a straight shooter. "He had his good qualities." He scoffed, "Like what?" I thought over that one. "He had an ass you could bounce a nickel off of." Kyle nearly fell off...

Roberto the Mechanic Stud Ch. 04

by ChicosTodos on Sep 25, 2017
Gay Male

© 2012 ChicosTodos. All rights reserved. No part of this story may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system without the written permission of the Author. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are the pr...

Starcrossed Ch. 002

by FangsAnarchy on Aug 28, 2017
Gay Male

Rom had trained himself to be a light sleeper. It had saved his life on multiple occasions, and now he used it to protect his bedmate. Romulus woke every few hours to make sure Julian was alright. It was sometimes difficult to tell since Julian was becoming more chilled with a lack of food and he didn't breath. When Rom was satisfied Julian was still sleepin...

Shapeshifter Ch. 01

by metajinx on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

~~~ * ~~~ This story is purely fictional - no shapeshifters, punks, cars or flats were hurt in the process. If you don't like violence, please stop reading right here - there will be weapons, drugs, manhandling and rough sex. Not all of it, not in every part of the story, put you may get hung up once you start! Also, please excuse my English - It isn't my...

The New Guy Ch. 01

by Verified on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

"Class dismissed." I shot up out of my desk, grabbing my binder and pencil. I was the first out of the room. Finally science class was over. Our teacher, Mr. Raed, was hated by us all. He made calculating formulas torture. My best friend, James, joined me. "Thank God!" he sighed in relief as we got into the hallway. "I thought the bell would never ring."...