Keith whined, his body writhing on the table that he was strapped to. He subconsciously lifted his hips as something thin and sharp dragged tortuously across his prostate. "Say you want it," a voice, husky with lust and anticipation, snarled as Keith thrashed blindly. "I'm not going to beg for release from you," he growled, but it only made the voice laugh....
"Damn boy, you're out of this world!" The man in his late 20s sitting on the stool next to me in this gay bar wasn't wrong. I Was out of this world, or at least from there. I'm from a planet that in my language is called Shal'dek in a star system your race refers to as Proxima Centauri. Why am I here? I was sent along with a number of my people to scout Ea...
Note to the Reader: I have taken a shot at writing a short story in the same ballpark as the Yaoi manga I read so often. As usual, constructive feedback and shiny stars are most welcome. Though I refer to Osaka University, none of the characters are intended to represent any person or being, living or dead; this is a work of fiction. Nothing else. Thanks...
Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. All characters are eighteen years of age, especially the non-human one. Enjoy. Because the lunch hour was split into 'A' and 'B' sections, Jim Goldberg and Will Durante had to wait a half hour to take their usual seats on the bleachers. They brought their lunches with them, of course, but it wasn't the sorry c...
This is, of course, a work of fiction, including a fictitious disease. This story may describe disturbing images of the victims of that disease so I thought I'd just give a heads up. Enjoy, please rate and comment. * The not too distant future... Two pinpoint beams of light shown up through a helmet and illuminated a pair of brilliant green eyes. The bro...
I moaned as Xe'Trygg moved down my body; his silky body caressing every inch of mine. Every time he moved he kissed me, his forked tongue flickered out to caress. As he moved to my belly button he kissed and investigated it. Dipping his tongue in and out, tickling my stomach and making me ache. "W-what are you doing?" I asked. I have had lovers before, but...
After some consideration of the comments I received for The Boy, I decided to rewrite the story in third person (so I can change perspectives), and take my time telling the story, changing a few things as well. This will probably be a long one, but I will try to write the next chapters as quickly as my two fingered typing will allow me. I hope you enjoy the...
This one is far shorter and far less fraught also no sex. The topics bounce around because my life, contrary to this story's impetus, is not that interesting but I wanted to continue updating. I hope that you enjoy it all the same. Be aware... this story depends on my life actually occurring so it won't be the most consistent upload schedule (as well as gett...
I needed to stay away from Julian that much was clear. I couldn't function normally with him around, but I still had him in one class and it met three times a week. Well, I'd have to figure something out, and I'd have to do it fast. I'd spent most of the previous day sulking; thinking about what I wanted and who I wanted in my life. A few things had become c...
I don't want to write this. I avoided having to begin writing it down. But there are things that need to be said, and no-one else to say them. It starts with the boy. I say 'How old are you?' He says 'Nineteen, sir.' I say 'Are you sure?' He says 'Yes sir, thank you sir.' We are in the Motel room, me, him... and Mr McMasters, his manager, agent, or whatever...