Author's note: so that no one accidental reads any of these chapters that is offended by gay sex, I am now listing all of them under Gay Male stories. For those of you who don't know my work, these stories have gay, straight and bi scenes and deal with various sexual fetishes. The next morning I returned to the library to begin reading Adam's words. The i...
"I'm not a deadbeat." Asad said. Coach Henry Jacobs stood looking at the teenage boy, jaw clenched, his brawny arms folded across his chest. His green-hazel eyes were hard as slate giving him the forbidding appearance of a bald eagle. This had been arguing for some time now in his office, and Asad was going to be late for his AP Philosophy class. It was a...
Nothing is what it seems Dedicated to tampabayed * "Sorry, Eddie. That's just the way it is. Buck up, you'll get over it." He smiled like a poker player, no humor. "You'll find another cock to suck." "Chucky! Don't leave me!" When Ed heard the restroom door close behind his ex-lover, he pulled the stall door shut, put his head down on his knees, and c...
DJ went to his room, and started to put away his clothes into the new dresser. He located his phone, which was in need of a charge, and plugged it into the wall charger. He cannot quite understand the attraction he has for Jamie, and cannot help but feel that there is a similar attraction on Jamie's end. He knows he wants Jamie's friendship. He unpacked his...
Author's note: This story was written while I was self-locked in chastity, and the locations are loosely inspired by real locations that I have been to with friends. This is otherwise a work of fiction which involves accounts of some things I haven't done (yet!) so hopefully it mostly rings true. Your comments and constructive criticism are more than welcome...
There really was a Lac du Miel in Lac du Miel. Once it had been wild and scenic and outside the city limits, but over the last couple of decades, what with the whole state sinking and the town expanding, town and lake had met and your view and access to it were obscured by a development called Honey Lake Estates. Houses started in the $120s and went up to Mc...
Note: Despite anything mentioned in this story or the previous one, unprotected sex, even oral sex, can transmit STDs. Please practice safe sex. * I woke up before Tim again. This didn't particularly surprise me. According to Fiona, who had been involved with each of us and was still a close friend, he was a night owl and it was the next thing to impossib...
It had been a few weeks since I earned my membership to the gay men's club. I had gone back to my "normal" routine. I attended classes on weekday mornings, swam and ran in the afternoon, then worked as a cook at night. On the weekends I just relaxed and/or studied for my classes. And I hated it. Damn near everything reminded me of that kinky weekend. I had l...
"Home sweet home," Roy said as he cut the engine. We had pulled up to a small late '40s or early '50s Frank Lloyd Wright style house with a sloping roof. It was modest and located in a neighborhood that was beginning to go to seed, but was very tidy and well maintained. There were two bedrooms with one bath and it had a carport for a single car that also...
Back home I enjoyed a wonderful reunion with my wife and son. Running from the plane into their arms. Tears of joy, of relief, of a nightmare finally over. As I hugged Angela and Bobby, awash in waves of love and rejoicing, still a tiny thought itched in the back of my mind: Now I'm out of those bastards' power--but did they break me completely? Will I be...