** ** ** Oscars P.O.V ** ** ** My eyes roamed over the smooth expanse of his chest noticing the defined ridges of muscle visible. "Lose the dressing gown" he said slowly. I undid the front and slipped it off my shoulders. leaving my with only my towel wrapped around my waist and the thin silver chain around my neck. He advanced slowly giving my time to...
Yorkshire, England, Late Summer, 1890 I felt the sting on my thigh and looked up to see that William had ridden up beside me and struck at me with his riding crop. I turned and twisted in the saddle and when he struck me again it was on the chest. Laughing, I gave my own horse the lash and its head and we were riding over the pastureland of Falconcroft, the...
The air conditioner rattled and hummed in the tropical air, but inside the office at the top of the iron staircase it felt as if it was doing nothing but stirring the humidity around. If there was any coolness, it came more from the big ceiling fan that whirled and clacked in the centre of the ceiling. Luca sat back in his office chair under the fan and smi...
*** Sorry this took a while I've just been finding it difficult to find the time to work on this, A big thanks to my editor Cden for her dedicated and tireless help with this. Please feel free to leave your comments and queries about it, or email me at [email protected] thanks *** Oscars P.O.V Zak's eyes began to turn coal black before my eyes. He g...
"Is this seat taken?" He is shy as he asks me. "No," go ahead I say adjusting the collar of my white work shirt. He smells good beside me. "Are you a Steelers fan?" "Nope, I'm not a football fan at all," I say answering his small talk. "I didn't think so," he says ogling me with his eyes, "perhaps you a fan of something else?" I watch his eyes wander to...
Dom took a drag of his cigarette has he drove down the long road that overlooked the dam. He was thoughtless, listening to his music as he drove. He liked it that way. He never liked to be alone with his thoughts, never liked silence. He always had music or something to distract him from his troubles. The sun felt nice against his skin, as did the air passin...
No characters or events are real. All characters are 18+. ***** It was a week after that fateful day that Felix got his revenge for his brutal fucking. I arrived at his house after school as it was his birthday sleepover and I was invited. There were seven of us in total; myself, Felix, and five mutual friends, all of them gay. It was getting late when, h...
I have always known I was gay. For years I had tried to hide it. My Name is Oscar I go to a boarding school and am in my last year here. I'm 18 and still haven't found a boy friend how depressing is that. You cannot imagine the shit I have heard people say to the gay people at my school. That is the main reason why I am still in the closet. I'm 6'2...
"It was good of you to come." "I was surprised that your father wanted me here." I was sitting in the courtyard of a restored traditional Turkish home on Efeler Street, three blocks up the hill from the old walled harbor of Kyrenia, in Turkish-held Cyprus. Zeki Ceren, the son of Serhan, was looking a bit uncomfortable but also quite handsome. There was quit...
"You just come in for a drink and a look see, or you want something more, Oskar?" "Just the drink today, Skinner, thanks. A shot and a chaser, please." "Been some time since you got any, hasn't it?" the bartender at the Buckhead Ranch said as he set up two shot glasses for the big Swede bellied up to the bar. "You're still in fine shape, Oskar. You should...