Epilogue Marcus' heart was beating so fast, he thought it would pop right out of his chest. But then Andy squeezed his hand tightly and Marcus immediately felt his nerves settle to a manageable level. Marcus snuck a peak at Andy out of the corner of his eye. It had been two years almost to the day that Andy had confessed everything at the gay pride parade,...
It was shaping up to be a stressful day for Paul. The eighteen year old had spent the morning on his family's private golf course and most of the afternoon getting acquainted with his new private masseur only to enter the west kitchen for a snack and be blatantly disrespected by Alphonse, the uncouth new pool cleaner, causing him a level of stress he was not...
This is the second in what I hope will be a series about Charles and I. Charles was my first true male lover who fulfilled my every fantasy with his gentleness and caring. I hope that you enjoy the reading as much as I enjoyed the writing. Comments are always welcome. --------------------------------------------- It must have been several hours later that...
It had been about a week since Ed had picked me up at Junior's. Or, I had "allowed" Ed to pick me up, or I had sought him out, or whatever. Literally for two days afterwards it felt like my intestines had been rearranged. My anal cavity felt like a cavern. I was wondering if he'd done permanent damage to my ass. I wondered how all those porn stars do it all...
This is just a work of fiction. No one living or dead is involved in this story. Don't read if you aren't over 18. Don't archive or take credit this (as if you'd want it) without asking me first. This is just a short little story but I'd love to hear your thoughts, whether through anonymous feedback. Thanks. -- While rummaging through my increasingly empt...
Going to try for a long chapter after this one. The events I've written for now aren't really conducive to length without getting overly tedious. Thanks to those people who submitted comments. I really appreciate the input. Lastly, I've been told my transition between perspectives could use a little work, so any tips or suggestions there would be phenomenal....
From the time I met Bobby in seventh grade we were inseparable buddies. However, we were never, as they say, "two peas in a pod;" rather, we were completely different. Physically, Bobby, as far as most people were concerned, represented physical perfection. Taller than average, he was muscular without lifting weights, had perfect hair, a dark complexion (a...
During the midst of the crash of the economy, my world was quickly falling apart. I had took a risk with a career change and after only one year I found myself out of a job. What was I going to do? I hoped what my past would help me in my future. I grew up building houses and learning the craft of being a handyman. I had skills, so why not use them. The mone...
Hey Guys! So I decided to do a cliche. I had an idea and I just liked it. So here goes. Warning: All the characters in this chapter are men. The Illuminaughty --------------------------------------------- Michael walked into the bar. He was young, ripped, and in a very sheen white tee, so naturally guys were all over him right away. He had dark hair, a s...
Bass. All I hear is my breathing and the bass. I have to open my eyes for this to be real. "You want me?" he asks. I shouldn't even be here. "Uh huh." He's close enough to radiate some of that incredible heat onto my body, but doesn't touch me. "You can't have me unless you ask." I look up at his dark eyes. "Please." I have to swallow to get the word out...