Michael was a creature of habit. His life consisted of a series of daily events vital to his sense of well being. The formula for a good day began with his boyfriend Amid waking him up with an early morning blowjob. Amid was always up, cock included, long before the usual nine to fivers, tracking down the latest world events for his news magazine. The Arab...
I am apologizing for the errors and/or typos because this is my very first submission ever. This story is a total work of my imagination and deepest fantasies. For the greatest writer I know Sherrilyn Kenyon-this is for you. Comments of any kind are welcome and hints on which way I can go are also welcomed. No sex in the first chapter, you gotta know the peo...
Aslan was an amazing and vibrant world. Long ago it was forged, like a weapon, by the gods. Life was littered across it shortly after. From the littlest bug to the biggest gigantes. Goblins, orcs, elves, dragons, etc. The world was sometimes a little crazy and war was a possibility. You thought you were below all that, a tiny flea in the grand scheme of thin...
Now that he'd gotten this far with it—contacting the man and driving all the way up to Gettysburg from Washington, D.C.—Hal Collins was having second thoughts. He arrived at the house fifteen minutes early, but drove right by it and pulled over to the curb two blocks farther on. Several minutes later, the pain in his hands registered in his brain, and he rea...
Rob's Story Part 3: Year of Living Dangerously You don't need a history lesson. You are not reading this for some dry facts. If I was a betting man, and I am, I would say you are reading to see how fast I show what a shallow little slut I am, and how fast I wound up on my knees or on my back. Be patient. There is plenty of time for that. I was still han...
Reader alert: this is not an erotic story I am conflicted about publishing this story. I do not mean, in any way, to trivialize the horrors a man like Julius would have dealt with. The idea came to me when I was half asleep, on a plane coming home from a meeting. I tried several times to tell it from Tom's point of view but I couldn't make it work. I am a...
Die Geschichte handelt von Stefan und Jojo. Beide lernten sich auf einer schwulen Internetplattform kennen und schrieben seither sich regelmäßig Nachrichten mit eindeutigem Inhalt. Sex. Beiden gefiel es ausgezeichnet und so kam es nach ein paar Wochen dazu, dass sie sich treffen wollten. Gesagt getan. Jojo´s Eltern hatten in einer Gartenanlage eine recht g...
As told to my shrink. I made sure he was eighteen. I was at the birthday reception his mother had for him at Church. I remember when his mother and her husband went to Russia to fetch him and his sister over here to adopt them, and I was present when they were baptized. When Father Bert addressed them in Russian, their faces lifted up to him. The Russians...
I was in college when I finally told someone I was Bisexual. I'd just turned 19 and decided to tell my girlfriend at the time. I shouldn't have been surprised that she took it so poorly considering it wasn't exactly a healthy relationship up to that point anyway, but I was young and stupid. The ensuing argument was pretty one-sided and mostly consisted of he...
The first time I met Noah Redflower I'd assumed he was a volunteer. He sat on the front steps of the memorial prison hospice clinic, wrapped in a blanket despite the South Dakota afternoon heat. He was young, tan, with the typical long hair of a Lakota native. "I'm Marc," I said, holding out my hand. I had a black eye and a swollen cheek, part of the reason...