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Plague Triggers Love

by apollo12 on Aug 17, 2017
Gay Male

Intro As if life wasn't hard enough being gay in a world where the majority will use anything to push you down and get ahead, it only got harder after September 12, 2012. My life before that day may have seemed like a perfectly normal life to people who didn't know me and didn't understand what I was going through. But they had no idea. I was doomed the day...

Becoming Key West

by sr71plt on Aug 31, 2017
Gay Male

"Are you lookin' for company, Doll?" I riled at being called a "doll." I turned and looked at the bartender who was leaning over the bar and smiling at me. He was a real swisher—wouldn't have gone out on the street up in Baltimore. But, of course, no one else in this dive would have, except me, I guess. I definitely was out of place in my pressed khakis and...

A Winter's Tale

by Choirboy37 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

The train pulled into Brighton station exactly on time. It was Christmas Eve and it seemed like half the country was on the move, so I'd been expecting the traditional yuletide delays and endless apologies from bored-sounding tannoy announcers. But everything had gone very smoothly, and I'd even managed to get a seat for the last part of the journey from Lon...

Stop the World to Get a Better View Ch. 04a

by Kaiden on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

CHAPTER FOUR Two weeks later Greg already had several clients for his firm that he started from his home office, which was in the well-furnished walk-in apartment in his parent's home. He was very busy drawing up designs, working out specifications and traveling to sites. He missed Ryan and was able to speak to him only twice since he left California; Ryan...

The Gift of Commitment

by chimicawriting on Aug 31, 2017
Gay Male

Once upon a sexy simple Christmas, two men were sharing a hot cup of tea and a plate of fresh pancakes at a local diner. "So, my place or yours?" Griffin asked with a wide smirk on his face. "Is your home completely empty?" Chase asked. "I really don't feel like pretending to be some kind of worker or whatever just to pass your wife or, even worse, your...

Martin's Hundred

by sr71plt on Sep 19, 2017
Gay Male

March, 1622 Wolstenholme Towne, Virginia The unseasonable warmth that early March brought James West to the holding pool of the stream leading down to the river. James was a young settler in the royal grant English Virginia Company's Martin's Hundred holding on the Virginia peninsula east of Jamestown. As far as he knew, he was the only one who knew about...

Beach Rendezvous Ch. 01

by st3ph1066 on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

It was a glorious sunny day; I had left my home and headed for the beach. I wanted to get there early as I wanted to secure my secluded sun spot that lay in a small cove that was surrounded by tall grass and acted as a natural wind breaker. I settled myself in and set out my stuff, I laid the big beach towel stripped off my t shirt and shorts so that I was n...

Best Friends Become Lovers Ch. 02

by UnderMyKilt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

This a totally true story of my youthful experiences with my friend, and lover, Wayne. Wayne was my first, and my last, male lover and even though I've had no same sex relationships with anyone but him I still consider myself to be bisexual. This is the second story of the events that changed our relationship from that of jerk off buddies, to lovers. I expec...

Liam's Submission Tested Pt. 05

by PupTracer on Oct 5, 2020
Gay Male

Marcus brought entirely too much food to be defined as a "snack". He had piled on peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, strawberries, cookies, almonds, even slices of cake. When he attempted to precariously juggle it all on one flimsy paper plate, it didn't end well for him. As he lowered the plate to me his rather large boot tapped the edge of the bedframe an...

My Woodland Dream

by trulyamnear on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

It was the smell that brought me back first. The musty tapestries and dried flowers that lined the walls, the June sun through the stained glass windows illuminating the dust that filled the air in greens and purples, but doing nothing to warm the cold stone of the church. I was brought back to Sunday morning services, attending with my Nana, and now a decad...