I slipped the key into the lock and felt the familiar click as the lock gave way. I didn't have to think twice about opening the door, this was my home after all and I always took extra special precautions to make sure that I was never followed or that no one ever knew where I lived. My given name is Steve Dunbar but for more than a decade everyone I've me...
Kijus: The golden skinned man continued to sit at the receptionist desk. He didn't seem happy to have someone turning into the brothels. He continued to write, and sort through papers, growing more upset the further he went along. He paused before reaching for a pair of glasses. They were circular glasses, that added more symmetry to this already gorgeous,...
This story contains scenes of gay incest. ***** When my phone rang, I had just come out of another fruitless job interview. I recognized the area code but not the number. After I said "Hello", a voice said, "Andy? This is Cody. Your Uncle Cody." "What's wrong?" I asked. The only reason he'd be calling is with bad news. "Everything is fucked." he replied....
Hi all, this is an edited version of the first part to my story. Just wanted to get all the mistakes out! Thanks to Juls and Nomoretears for their support and technical help on this one! :) As always, Vote and Comment! * Paul sighed and stared out over the water. The Hudson River rushed by him as he stood on the back porch of his friends Todd and Eric's h...
I do wonder though, sometimes, how I think of myself, it's a pleasant sort of curiousness. Am I a gay man who has a girlfriend? A straight man who has been with other men? As more one way than the other? As someone who declines to identify that firmly? Adjectives, not nouns. I suppose I think of that long flight home, Melbourne to Singapore to Paris, then...
It was a cold and blustery Saturday in November as I stood on the rolling grasses of the hill. The cold breeze stirred my hair as I looked down at my feet. A single rose, deep red, was clenched in my hand. I brought the flower to my lips and kissed it before setting it on the marble marker in the ground. It read: Lillian MacDonald, beloved wife and mother....
The sky was a lifeless dome of swirling cotton, the same stark white as everything beneath it. It was drowning the world under a howling plague of white-winged locusts, blinding swarms that slowed my pace to a rumbling crawl. I'd found the highway somehow, heading south and east toward campus, on autopilot. I checked my rearview mirror every few miles for th...
This story is a work of fantasy, though based largely on missed opportunities. It is categorized as Gay Male, but is mainly about exploring bisexuality in a MMF threesome, and includes heterosexual sex. This is my first time writing this kind of story, so I do apologize if it's not up to par. Still, I hope you enjoy my fantasy as much as I've enjoyed writing...
By PapaWereBear and UrsusMajr (What follows is a work of fiction. Enjoy the fantasy, but please do not confuse it with reality. None of the incidents portrayed happened, and none of the characters are meant to depict actual persons, living or dead. This story contains descriptions of sex between consenting adult males. If such offends you or is illegal fo...
Before diving into this story, I would really like to thank all the readers that have been with me up to this final chapter. I really had good time writing and I hope you like it and it gets higher ratings. I am really thankful for your wonderful time. Don't forget to drop comments at the end of this story. Enjoy....... ******* There was tension in the hou...