You are Nick Philmore. At 23, you have had a tough life for someone your age. Raised in the foster care system, you moved from town to town and family to family your whole childhood, finally finding a permanent home with an older widow named Margaret in a suburb of Boston. Although you had planned to go to college when you graduated high school, Margaret fel...
Almost 20, I had finally come to grips with what I was. Gay. That was not as accepted a few decades ago as it is now, nor was it as open, but I had surely no problem in finding partners back in the early 1970's. All I had to do was stand still for a minute. * Chapter One: Innocence Lost What was so appealing about me back then? I was not overly handsome,...
Lukas woke up on a Sunday morning by the light shining directly on his face and birds chirping in one of the trees outside his window. He was just about to get up and close the blinds when he remembered that they were still laying on the ground in front of the window, waiting to be put up after his recent move. He looked to his left and right if there was a...
Here is my first attempt at a story. * * * * * "It's so hot!" I mumble to myself. I imagine eggs sunny side up in a frying pan sizzling away. Those damn commercials "this is your brain, this is your brain on drugs" (if no drugs are available, 105 degree heat will do just fine!). I'm stripped down to just my boxers, sprawled out on my bed, fan on full bl...
Caleb sighed and looked up from the book he had been reading, wondering how late it had become. He'd been sitting at a tiny study desk in the third floor stacks of his university library for hours, mindlessly scanning the pages of some religious history volume he had found cited in the research of another scholar writing on ancient pagan rituals. He had been...
I wasn't sure I wanted to go to Randy's party. On the one hand, it's the last days of the winter break, and I had only just gotten back into town from seeing my family over the holidays - it would have been nice to take this Saturday night off and get things in order before class starts up on Monday. Professor Hensley has already sent us an email with an adv...
James had read, and seen, porn about men who could change the world, and that's what he'd been doing last night. After a quick, and mostly unsatisfying, wank, he'd fallen asleep wishing that there was more of this type of porn for gay men; where was the fun in reading about unlimited possibilities if all the characters do is make everyone's tits bigger? Then...
HELLO READER. I am no longer maintaining this story on this site. This story was taken from a free WIP game that I am developing. The features in that game no longer fit easily into the CHYOA format. To be clear, CHYOA is awesome, I just don't have the drive to maintain two versions of the game. You can play the game online at https://unrulydogboy.itch.io/de...
Hello All! It has been such a LONG time since I last submitted a chapter to Project Phoenix. I abandoned it for 2 years; I just didn't have the time. But I would come back to it and read you guys' comments...it inspired me to finish the story. So I am dedicating this chapter to all my fans who have been waiting for the next chapter for so long. I am very ha...
Part of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong === Over the coming days, I realised I was noticing other men's backsides in the same way that I would have previously noticed women's breasts. They were no longer just innocuous mounds of flesh which they sat on, and did other less palatable things with; they were suddenly extremely captivating...