Preface For fifty years men come to the island of Cyprus, a Mediterranean paradise split and war torn by a marathon ethnic struggle between Greek and Turk, each consciously seeking connection with the writings of the British novelist and essayist Lawrence Durrell. They all take up tenancy, some longer than others, in the Bellapais villa where Durrell wrote...
The Coffee Shop V: Happiness Is A Handsome Hypnotized Hunk Disclaimer. The following story is a work of fiction. The characters portrayed within are a work of fiction as well, and any resemblance to any person, living or dead is a coincidence and unintentional. Copyright 2012. This story is the property of the author, Canadian Cowboy (formerly known a...
Nicholas came back home walking inside faster. He was in a really good mood and wanted to spend the rest of his day with Adrian. After a fucking long meeting he had met with the lawyer who he had talked to about suing his mother. He finally pulled through and now he was back home, happy and excited as always. He took a glance at his watch and noticed that it...
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...
~One~ The white, ethereal mare ran at break neck speed along the wide cobbled road that led to the elf city, hidden from the prying eyes of the world by powerful enchantments. It almost seemed to take flight for a few moments as it passed over the crest of a small stone bridge that arched over the flowing crystal clear waters of a small creek that no one ha...
Alex prologue "Alex!" My sister whined. "It's my wedding day. You have to dance with me." I turned my scary glare on her and shook my head. Usually the person receiving said glare would cower and stop bothering me. Anya, of course, just pouted more dramatically. I loved my sister. More than anything in the world. She was the one person that kept me connect...
By the time I reached the outskirts of Houston, the adrenaline-rush I was feeling was counter-balanced by the rush-hour traffic I was stuck in. Stop-and-go traffic---I wanted to scream! And then the rain started... OH MY GOD---WHAT IS THIS---A MONSOON?? The rain was so heavy, it was difficult seeing the brake lights of the car ahead of me. My nerves were f...
CHAPTER ONE Cason looked out on the sea of dancing people. He could see several people he knew from the scene and a lot of newbies out in the crowd. Strokes wasn't really a fetish bar; it was more of a place for like-minded people to gather and hang out. Still, there was plenty of eye candy, bare skin held in harnesses, mesh shirts, and better yet, nothing...
This story/book was originally published on Literotica as 'House of Persuasion' under the non-consent category, and contains strong elements of non-con/dub-con, and a supernatural theme. However, as it's one man's journey from straight to bi, I believe it fits this category better. It's quite dark. The story: Nathan Lloyd is a manipulative pretty boy who...
"Benji! Get your fuckin' ass in here," Mr. Boothe shouted from his office. Mr. Booth was yelling for me again. My name is Ben, short for Benjamin. Benjamin Carter. I'm 24 years old. I have blond hair and hazel eyes. I'm pretty short at only 5'7" and a little bit too skinny. I don't think I'm anything special to look at. I'm painfully shy and I'm not the mo...