My entire fucking family is fucking Evan Rosier. Even my 94-year-old great-fucking-grandmother is fucking Evan Rosier. I don't know what they see in him. Sure, he's gorgeous. I get that. But he's not the charming, innovative genius my mother believes. He's a fraud. He's the smarmiest smarmy bastard in the history of the world. I don't care if he is filthy r...
Over the next few weeks, we get back to normal. On the surface at least. Things are still kind of strained between us, but we put on a good show for each other of pretending they're not. We don't mention Craig or what I'd said when we were watching TV. It's a Saturday night again. Jeff's gone to a party, but I don't really have the will to go out. Ever sin...
Chapter Twenty-Seven - Weird Straight Boy There was still time until Saturday, and Carter had homework to do. He could hire a private detective to follow Alex around, but, somehow, he felt that would not be a good idea. Alex was a star, not a housewife looking for love outside conjugal bliss. He was a star, and getting other people involved sounded like a r...
Chapter Nineteen - A Bit Of Trouble Aidan was in deep, deep trouble. What was he to do about Heathcliff's direct confession? At least, he believed it to be a confession, and it wasn't right to think it so. For some reason, Heathcliff continued his game of driving Aidan nuts and seemed utterly oblivious to how that made his bed partner of convenience feel....
Chapter Eighteen - A Bit Of Fun It was a hassle to get up early and rush to his place so that he could get into clean clothes before heading to work, but he could not complain. Heathcliff had waked him up slowly, with a hand job, and later, had served him with pancakes, some healthy version of them, of which the man had spoken fondly while explaining to Aid...
Chapter Two The alarm went off for the third and last time. If I hit the snooze again it would automatically shut itself off. I had the choice of resetting it completely or getting up. I swore softly and sat upright. Joe didn't move a muscle. It was amazing to me that he never heard the buzz that damn clock made. Especially, when he always seemed to manage...
As I was on my way to get fucked, I reflected, once again, what I was up to... I was a married guy, happily married, who liked getting fucked...by another guy. It wasn't love, yuck. It was an extremely pleasant diversion that no one except a guy could provide. It messed with my mind when I thought about it, but in spite of my best intentions, I couldn't stay...
Author's note - I like reading and writing stories where there is some romance and build-up to the action, so there is no full-on sex in this chapter, sorry! * Simon My name is Simon. I'm 29, but am often told I look younger. I'd like to think I have the perfect body but in reality I'm slim but not toned and could certainly use a few sit-ups now and again...
This is the last chapter for my Travis and Adam series. This was my first series on this site and I have enjoyed writing every second of it. I have more than 5 other chapter stories I am working on- as time permits- and will be posting them soon. Thank you for the comments online and the emails sent to me. ***** Adam paced outside the conference room, obl...
Summary: Sean doesn't know much, being a virgin and all, but he knows one thing: that first time should be at least pretty perfect, with butterflies in his stomach and love at first sight. This is the reason why he doesn't want to just hook up and have sex, by frequenting gay bars, as his close friend suggests. When a sexy dangerous good-for-nothing punk lan...