I watched in silence as Andrew disappeared down the hall, leaving me confused as to what the hell just happened. I thought it was a crazy coincidence that he was standing before me, but apparently he interpreted it as a joke I was playing on him? That doesn't even make any sense. I tried to stifle the annoyance that was building up inside me and slammed the...
James: I left the party feeling cold and hot, almost numb. What had just happened? I started walking down the street towards home. All I felt was shocked. I had never expected this. Granted, I'd never expected Alex to like me in the way he did and I'd never expected to start dating one of my friends, or even to fall into this as easily as I had... But t...
Alex: "Hey. Who's that with Blake?" James asked me, passing me the last of the popcorn. "Don't care." I pointed out. "No, seriously. I mean with Tim Blake." What? I turned around and looked around for Tim. He was sucking face with some kid in the corner. "I think I know him." James sounded uncertain. "No, you don't." I told him. Neither of us was havin...
I had just turned eighteen in October of 1995. I was a junior in high school at the time and still lived with my parents. I had enough credits to graduate early but I was still extremely naïve at the time and a little immature so my parents felt that it was best for me to complete my senior year and graduate with the rest of my class rather than start colleg...
Lunchtime took me down 48th Street, almost to the docks, in the Hell's Kitchen area of Midtown Manhattan West. I was looking for more than a sandwich and a beer. I was fuckin' horny. So I was in a homo dive I knew about. I'd forgotten that it was mostly for shittin' fairy types, though, and had just finished wolfing down my burger and beer and had lit up a C...
Note to the Reader: I have taken a shot at writing a short story in the same ballpark as the Yaoi manga I read so often. As usual, constructive feedback and shiny stars are most welcome. Though I refer to Osaka University, none of the characters are intended to represent any person or being, living or dead; this is a work of fiction. Nothing else. Thanks...
Author's Note: In Icelandic folklore, there are many tales of huldufolk—the hidden people. One tells of ljuflingur, huldumen known to seduce and impregnate human women ('ljuflingur' means 'beloved' in Icelandic). Many thanks to mac ropis for the thoughtful comments, spelling/grammar check, and insightful questions! Volunteer Editors are the best idea since...
Edgartown, FLA Ch. 01 by BJ Michaels I don't know why I said what I said and did what I did. I had never done anything like that in my life until last night. No, really.... The first beer went down so easily I had another one and then another. Beer seems to go right thru me so I hurried to drain the lizard. I'm taking a leak in the nasty smelling men's ro...
CHAPTER THREE Chief Manz had planned an official visit to the neighboring region of Renakan. Prince Hammand was expected to travel with his parents and sisters while his brothers were left to man the fort in their father's absence. Asgar was more than happy to go along. He knew that the more places he traveled, the better his chances of discovering where h...
The Knight pulled his destrier to a halt, the sounds of crying and pleas for clemency reaching his ears. He glanced back to the wagon that followed him. Ratafian was already leaping down, the thin, black-clad man reaching for the knives he wore at his belt before vanishing into the trees that lined the road. The Knight nodded, Ratafian would cut off the corn...