At five thirty Shane, Joe and myself get in the van and climb into the back. We pick up the blindfolds and I'm about to put mine on when my phone vibrates. It's from Sir again. "Tie their hands behind their backs then put on your blindfold." "I'm to tie your hands," I tell them, "Sir's orders." I find leather restraints in the back of the van and I tether...
* * * * * This story brings together the characters of Nate and Jesse into a combined timeline, several months after Will and Jesse's breakup. Editor's Note: Story contains half brother incest content. * * * * * Nate sat on a stool in Mala Suerte, his head resting on his hand. He twisted his drink with his thumb and middle finger and sighed. Why are y...
I first met my friend Pete at a job I had back in high school. He was nearly 10 years older than me but we had got on well from our first meeting. In many ways he was my complete opposite physically. Where I was short, pale and skinny, he was tall, tanned and toned. And where I was small and hairless, I suspected he was not. Pete is an openly gay man and as...
Doug Butler sat at the far end of the hotel's sundeck, enjoying the late morning Fort Lauderdale sun, his closest fellow guest a half dozen tables away. A cold drink in his hand and the vast expanse of the beach and the ocean beyond his only companion. A cool breeze off the Atlantic heralded another day of mild seventy-degree temperatures, far removed from h...
Avery sat up on the edge of the bed and looked around the empty room. He'd successfully stood with the help of a nurse and had even walked a few steps before getting too tired. He told his doctor that he had complete control of his bladder and the feeling in his lower regions had begun to come back so he could tell when he had to go. After much argument back...
There is a lot happening in these young men's lives and it's all good! If you haven't read the first five parts, you need to. Please, please, please, if you like what you're reading, leave me a comment, if not, I can handle constructive criticism as well. ***** Sunday night, on the way home from work, DJ told me that Jamie's parent's wanted both of the boy...
I stood in front of Evan's house, watching as my Uber ride zoomed down the driveway, getting smaller as he disappeared. Diverting my attention to my watch, I noted that it was only half past six, meaning that I was still thirty minutes early. Mr. Trevorrow and I had traded messages the last couple of days, filling me in on all the details that I needed to...
"Hey Evan." Evan Malone looked up from his table. Now that he'd moved to days, he was up at six am every morning to hit the gym. He had showered and was getting one last jolt of caffeine at a little bodega in Venice before heading out when he saw Andy from the station standing in front of him. "You mind if I join you?" "Sure, of course. Have a seat." An...
Kyle opened the door to his apartment with one hand, already shrugging the other out of his jacket, before transferring keys and messenger bag to the other hand as he entered. It'd been a long day as everyone tried to get their last minute shit done before the holiday. Not to mention his own shit since he'd taken the week between the holidays off. It didn't...
The concept of this 'Prison School' was the brainchild of Ruben Styles, the gay son of a State Representative, who pushed through a bill to build and operate the school. It was a multi-purpose plan, primarily sold as a means to train non-violent felons in saleable careers, those being building trades, Masonry, Electrical, Plumbing and Carpentry. Also, since...