When finals week rolled around, everything around us ground to a halt. There were no parties on the Row, no meetings for any student groups, and of course no regular classes. But at that point, finals were the least of my concerns. All I could think of was the winter break to come. I kept pulling up my e-mail, where Chad had sent our flight confirmation. I...
My handsome, thirty-something lover bought a non-descript, beige Pontiac 6000 four door, mid-size family sedan right off the showroom floor at the local GM dealership when they first came out in late '82 He worked back then in an entry-level executive position for a conservative private corporation and was trying to present a convincing image of straight-ap...
So sorry for the long absurd wait! Huge thanks to Khasy for editing this for me! I'd like to mention that this story is a work of fiction and any similarity between the characters and any live person is coincidental. If it is illegal in your jurisdiction to read material containing m/m romance between consenting adults then LEAVE NOW AND NEVA' COME BACK....
Again, as most people do, Arthur sometimes looked back on his life, and he often thought his previous actions were that of a dense and slow-witted person. In his defense, he couldn't think of himself as someone that ... well ... important. Not to Vince, anyway. On the second work day, Vince asked him to come have workout later. No big deal. Arthur had to...
The next day I slept in. When I finally roused after 10am, my stomach dropped when I saw a text message from Mel. "I enjoyed our date last night Petey. Hope you had a fun walk home. I'll see you soon." There was an attachment, which played a video of him laying me down the bed and fucking me. Mel had made another video of me last night, again without me eve...
Lost in the inky black abyss of slumber, William Kikiwawason's huge red-chocolate body, wide shoulders, wide chest, and big arms are all balled up under the silk white sheets. He was dreaming. Asleep. But still, consciously aware. He KNEW he was sleep, he KNEW he was dreaming. But he also KNEW there was giggling. And he was trying to decipher if it was just...
The third chapter of "I Love New York"! Can't wait to see the reactions this one provokes! Worked very hard on it, so enjoy. Devon has no problem getting himself into trouble. Thanks for reading! ~Peterpanics "What the hell happened to you last night?" I mumbled, wiping the crust from my eyes and stretching. My purple-haired friend lay naked in her bed,...
Zelion glared at the pages in the book in front of him, the words blurring together. He had been studying for three hours straight and he needed a large cup of coffee to keep him focused. He sighed and sat up straight. "Still at it, huh?" Hex walked up to him, sitting at the oak table that stretched across the entire library. "Yeah," he grumbled. "But I co...
Andy had always found true patience one of the more difficult virtues to attain. He could pretend to be understanding, or logical, or whatever was required of him at any given time, but it was just that: pretense. And at the moment his ability to maintain a calm and unruffled facade was being sorely tested. "You said you wouldn't leave. Just last night, you...
The narrating switches are difficult, I agree. I'm working on a better system for it. I've plotted out the rest of the story, and it definitely necessitates switching amongst viewpoints, so I hope to improve the flow with some beta readers. Anyway, this chapter is Matty until the very last break. So: I'm not having the best time mentally/emotionally (read:...