Thank you for your continued support! Sorry for the delay—it was midterm season and I got really busy! I really do appreciate all the kind words and feedback that readers have provided! Here is the next installment of Matt and Jason's tale. Enjoy J ****** Stroke, stroke stroke, breathe. Stroke, stroke, stroke, stroke, breathe. Stroke, stroke, stroke, bre...
These events actually happened, to me, in England, quite some time ago. This is an abridged version of a much longer account I wrote some time ago. It is fully copyrighted. * * * I'm not going to begin this story where it should begin, with me being sent off to Ranleigh at the age of eleven. Going on twelve. Ranleigh School is quite obscure, but it's sim...
This is a homoerotic story set in an imaginary sultanate called Ras al Shahar located in the south of the Arabian Peninsula. The time is the late ninth century AD and the story starts in the year 870, some three hundred years after the birth of Mohammed, the Prophet of Islam. The place and characters are entirely a figment of the author's imagination whose o...
"You need to eat more," Lynn said from across the table, slapping more potato salad on my plate. "You look like an Ethiopian poster child." "He is thinner than usual," Alan agreed. I stared down at my pale, scrawny legs drowning in Sid's baggy old swim trunks. Fuck. What a boost to my self-esteem. I moved the chicken leg to the other side of my plate the...
AUTHOR'S NOTE This is a story about a young man exploring his sexuality and finding out he is a gay submissive. It is rather long and not all about sex so if you are looking for a quickie you might want to look elsewhere. This is a fantasy. All characters are over the age of 18. Please enjoy. ------------------- The next morning when I got up no one was a...
A boy stumbled through the snow. He carried only one small bag, but acted as if it was made of depleted uranium. He trudged through yet another drift as he thought about how he had gotten there. Could he go back? No. Dieing of cold would be better than going back. He pulled his thin denim jacked around his frail shoulders and trudged on. He glared at the gro...
John: Sarah knew something was up. I was sitting at her kitchen table with a beer while she cooked dinner. She cast me a look every now and again, but she didn't say anything or ask me to help out. Which is how I knew that she knew something was up. Otherwise she'd have been talking to me, at the very least. I was grateful for the silence. The thoughts rat...
CHAPTER 13: GUILT EDGED PLAYGROUND © Josh & Sadie Rose 2006 "Okay guys and girls, this is the one you've all been waiting for. No... not the end! * tsk * you know very well what I mean! After the trials and tribulations of C. twelve I was amazed at how easy this chapter was to write. It was kind of like it was meant to be and I was with him for every inc...
There are a few "planned" events in the offing, including: The Rainbow Alliance's picnic, sometime in April Randy and Daryl's wedding on May 20th The end of the college spring semester on May 25th Jamal and Rusty's All Gay, clothing optional Pool Party, Date TBA. Other unknown possibilities: Will Joe's sister, Julia, contest Aggie's Will? Will Damion...
A vengeful heart "The night falls without a sound, cold and alone are we. The light for which you sacrifice yourself flares once, then dies, devoured by the all-encompassing darkness All hope must sicken and fade. My soul thrives no more. How could you abandon me? Demons surround us, crying, we have lost our way." ___________________________________...