The drive back to the Crockett seemed hella-long to Marshall. But he didn't dare fidget and reveal his impatience to Lee. And he definitely knew better than to touch himself, although the temptation to do so was great. He cast surreptitious glances at Lee, in the guise of taking in the scenery like any visitor to San Antonio. Instead, he secretly admired his...
THE INGRAM-LEWIS CHRONICLES OLIVER'S FIRST SCHOOL DAYS A Homoerotic Short Story By Jason Land This is the first of a series of, stand-alone, short stories set in the early part of the twentieth century, concerning the life and times of members of an English upper class family, the Ingram-Lewis's. ***** The cane was tapping gently across a splendid pa...
After my oral submission to you, I'm left quietly in the corner to reflect on everything that's happened so far till now. Mrs. Jones leaves satisfied, having "conquered" yet another sissy boy with her obscene weapon. After ten minutes you call me back to your side and announces that next week will be my final punishment session. I feel both relieved and sad...
Chapter Three : The First Talk I don't remember the last time I spent so long taking a shower. Usually I'm in and out quickly, but then normally I am showering alone. Jake and I spent so much time in the shower that the skin on our feet was beginning to shrivel up by the time we were done. We didn't really do anything of a sexual nature while in the showe...
This is the second of two stories about the early naval career of one, Kevin Pettifer, who aged eighteen, by dint of his own efforts, pulled himself out of a working-class dead-end existence in a northern English city and became a Petty Officer in the Royal Navy. Before reading this story, you should first read its precursor: The Making of a Gay Disciplinari...
For about a week, Matt and I pretended that nothing had happened, until our mutual desire overcame our inhibitions. Matt and I got together for weekends and sometimes weekday evenings, at either his apartment in Logan Circle or my house in Fairfax. On other weekdays, since we both tended to work later than most other people in the firm, he called me to his o...
It had been almost two months since I moved here to start university. So far I hadn't had much luck finding new friends and yet again I found myself strolling down-town to pass the time. Once I reached the end of the shopping street, I continued into the huge upscale department store towering over the city centre. I took the escalators up to the menswear de...
A Homoerotic Story By Jason Land FOREWORD This story covers a two year period in the life of one, Dr. Andrew Waterlow, a brilliant Oxford classist who turns to school teaching as a profession, but who who is finally appointed, aged only thirty, to a research professorship at the University of Oxford. Depending on context, he is variously referred to in t...
Some of this is true and it then develops into fantasy. The reader can decide at which point the true departs. * I was in my very last year of school, 18 years old, excited and frustrated about sex of all kinds. Horny. Very. Girls, men, anything. My friend Max and I headed off into the school woods. We used to play a bit together sometimes, we were horny...
When I came back into the chamber, the two tormentors were with the Master on the other side of the room. The Master had removed his clothes so that he, too, was naked. His cock was at full attention. I was not sure which of the men were going to carry out the next round of punishment on the culprit, but I knew it didn't matter. All three cocks could easily...