This will likely be the last installment of this story. The events I describe here may be the end of the 5 year arrangement between Jim and me, though on more than one occasion I have tried to quit seeing him and failed, so I guess we will see. We may yet see another chapter. For those of you who have not read previous chapters, the very briefest of summari...
Disclaimer: I know I said I wouldn't do sequels anymore, but "My Subway Angel" got such a good response from you guys that I was inspired to write more on Doug. And hey, who knows, if I get good feedback on this, I might be further inspired to at long last finish my "Learning the Ropes" story. Tell me what you think. ___ "My name is Doug, and I have breast...
This is a story concerning gay males, classified within the Gay Male section. If you don't like or might even be offended by reading stories involving male homosexual activity, you should not read this story. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Jonathan and James had been good friends for quite a long time. Really, just about as long as they could remember. Th...
Now, fifty years after the event, which has had an indelible, although often unrecognized, effect on my life, I wonder, and reminisce, and smile with the remembered pleasure. Does he remember too? Does the memories cause that old, familiar surging deep in his loins like they do mine? Even now I feel the lubricant begin to form on my tired, wrinkled appendage...
Ted and Jaime (which she pronounced "Jamie") seemed normal enough. Ted was a good fifteen years younger than me and Jaime looked to be in her late twenties. Jaime was in good shape - perhaps a bit plump - but not in a bad way. Ted was surprisingly tall and looked like he had worked out in the past but had gotten out of the habit – solid like a bear. Jaime wa...
The next day brought little change to Natham's condition. He was still heavily medicated but had stopped hissing at the staff and let them touch him in order to help him without being sedated. I sat with him for a few hours. He kept waking up when I shifted but after a quick check to make sure I was still there, he would knead my hand caught between his, pur...
Disclaimer: All characters involved in sexual relationships are over 18 years of age, and no minors are sexually exploited in this content. In no way are actual events or persons depicted. The mythology in this content is only loosely based on historical mythology and should not be seriously analyzed. The author of this story is not gay. Enjoy. *** We we...
This is the fourth and final chapter. You should read the others first. This chapter contains a scene of incest between two adults. [Writers love feedback. Please comment on and rate this story. About 99 readers out of 100 do *NOT* bother to do either. Comments help me improve my writing; ratings help other readers find what they most will enjoy reading. Ra...
Zayd again...using my mouth for his pleasure. I have grown so lonely in my solitary confinement I look forward to his visits...in fact, I don't know how or why, but I have developed an uncanny sense for anticipating his arrival. Every morning I awake seconds before I hear the door creak open. I am already on my knees, back straight, head held high, when he...
Dreams are shared. Matt and Liam continue to get to know each other. Thanks, as always, to LarryInSeattle for his editing assistance. ======= "Is today Wednesday?" "No, Tuesday. Hard to keep track of the days in here. Not that unusual," Kent replies. Matt is sitting on a chair. His hair is pulled back in a ponytail. His tee shirt is dark with sweat and...