Gay Muslim Stories

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A Mole in the House Ch. 03

by jayjayk on Sep 16, 2017
Gay Male

*~*~*~*~*~*THE INTERROGATION*~*~*~*~*~* Aaron Mitchell was a cocky SOB that from the day he started working at the agency always acted like he was better than anyone else. It was part of the persona that had been built for him by the old man himself who know from the onset that Aaron was a very special person and would always get the job done. Aaron's ove...

A Mole in the House Ch. 06

by jayjayk on Sep 16, 2017
Gay Male

Adrenaline fueled me back to Raleigh. It was daunting to realize that everything I had worked for all my life was suddenly slipping through my fingers. It wasn't just the job I was afraid of losing. I loved my work and there wasn't a day that I regretted what I did. I was a proud American that loved serving my country. I think what was troubling me most was...

The Ambassador's Son

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

My head was still swimming a bit, but it was done now and couldn't be taken back. I pulled my knees in together with a groan and slipped the plump pillow from under the small of my back. I lowered my feet to the marble floor below the edge of the large lounge bed in the pool house facing the open wall to the terrace-surrounded swimming pool, light reflecting...

The Three Day Pass Ch. 26

by JoyStick56 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

This is a work of fiction, and as such the characters are not bound by the usual dictates of modern society. Unsafe sexual practices can be undertaken with impunity only in the world of fantasy. In reality, it is your obligation and your right to play safely, sanely and healthily. I hope you enjoy my work, and if you have any comments, or ideas that may in...

The Queens Gambit Ch. 03

by LeopoldNicholas on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

The entrance to The Diogenes stood amidst the elite of London's Gentlemen Clubs but two minutes from Whitehall. Sandwiched between the Explorers and Cavalry the unnamed and unnumbered entrance presented nothing more than another marble portico in an already abundant forest. As I descended from the hansom the door opened miraculously as if by some invisible h...

Brother to Brother

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Joseph had to concentrate hard to keep his teeth from chattering. It wasn't that it was cold, but, rather, it was because of where Joseph was and what he was doing. Six weeks previously he had been in New York, at Colombia University, studying microbiology. Tonight, he was out on a rocky hillside, facing Israel's volatile border with Lebanon, standing sentry...

MODE 1 - Beginner

by silvertongueMV on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

This is loosely based on true happenings and therefore, personal names and details of characters have been changed. However, the location and the situation of the location are true, in my opinion that is. Also, note that while the situation is true, the storyline is not all true. I just wanted to touch the topic of LGBT situation in my country and I needed t...

The Customer (Dexter's Saga) Ch. 41

by JoyStick56 on Oct 9, 2017
Gay Male

This story is dedicated to all the real Super Heroes of our time - The Service men and women of our Armed Forces and First Responders. This story is a work of pure fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or l...

The Three Day Pass Ch. 23

by JoyStick56 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

This is a work of fiction, and as such the characters are not bound by the usual dictates of modern society. Unsafe sexual practices can be undertaken with impunity only in the world of fantasy. In reality, it is your obligation and your right to play safely, sanely and healthily. I hope you enjoy my work, and if you have any comments, or ideas that may ins...

Blind Arousal

by raymondbarker on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

The Blind Massage sign in the hotel lobby had me salivating when I trudged back in all sweaty and stiff from another day enduring the unrelenting heat and rubble-strewn dysfunction of Indonesian cities. I was aching from riding the cramped and thumping old buses that serve as public transport and tight-necked from being on guard against the thieves and band...