I stepped off the bus and stood in front of the hospital. I bundled up my coat, tugging the zipper up all the way. I looked at my watch. I still had nearly an hour before my shift started. I looked across the street at St. Ann's church and decided to stop in and say a little prayer for my grandmother. I wrapped my arms around myself as I ran across the stre...
Game of Love Ch. 14 Comments, critiques, and tips are welcome! *** Welcome to the 14th chapter of this captivating series. I love you guys a lot and I would love to thank you for your comments, ratings and for being on this journey with me. I am sorry for the late post. I have been caught up in so much school work that I don't even have any more time for...
GANYMEDE STATION PART 1: CHEYNEX CHAPTER 1. As I looked high overhead I was taken aback by the sheer number of stars. An entire galaxy spread into the vast blackness of space all around us. Even while I was rocked by the man underneath me, my head was a million miles away. Carson, one of many freighter pilots who stopped by this station, held me firmly b...
******** "Ethan stooop, that tickles," Thomas giggled and squirmed trying to pull his foot away from Jonathan's grasp. It was the morning after their passionate official rekindling and immediately after bringing Thomas breakfast in bed Jonathan went ahead and ran a bath for the both of them. From the moment Thomas woke up he found himself smiling from ear t...
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CHAPTER 1 My name is Kevin Maitland; Kevin Connor Maitland to be exact. I live and work on what is usually known as the Near North Side in Chicago. For those of you who are unfamiliar with the geography of one of America's largest cities, Chicago sits at the south west tip of Lake Michigan. It is essentially a rectilinear city, with streets running either n...
Prologue: The Interview The following is based on an interview. It turned out too long for the magazine article but ended as a book. My assignment was to interview an unconventional household: five gay men living, not as roommates, but rather as a romantic, sexual unit. Did this arrangement constitute promiscuity? Must a household of men resemble a frat ho...
Comments, critiques and tips are welcome. Hmm, who would have thought that our journey will end here? Anyway, welcome to the 18th and final chapter of this great emotional and romantic story. I would really love to thank you for your great love for my stories and for me. I just hope this will be a really interesting read. Don't forget to drop your comments...
Love opened his eyes and stretched. He looked over at the clock and saw he had only been sleeping for an hour and a half. He shrugged and rolled over. He sat on the edge of the small twin bed and rubbed his eyes. He yawned and stood up, leaving the sleeping quarters. "Been sleepin', Gordon?" The chief asked as he passed him in the hallway. "Just dozing......
"Got a spare fiver?" "No." "Go on. Just a fiver. I'll make it worth your while." "No." "Please!" I had already walked on a couple of paces, but now I slowed and stopped. There was something about that "please". It wasn't what you might expect;- what I had heard before by young boys, and girls, of similar age, who, when they finally realise they are not...