FORWARD: This is a tale of love in the mid 1800's American West. This is a slow build love story between men that unfolds over about a year. There are no graphic or superfluous sex scenes in it...only passion, intimacy and truth, to the best of my abilities. It is a tale of love that is not often talked about, for now...as then...there were those who would k...
K. Nitsua. Revised version copyright 2006 by the author. The persistent beeping of an alarm threads its way into my consciousness. Slowly, reluctantly, I open my eyes to an unfamiliar light and unfamiliar surroundings. Where am I? In a moment my brain orients itself. The small travel clock on the dresser, which I only use here, reads six-thirty a.m. Despit...
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Until now, this was the worst summer of my life. My next-door neighbor who also was my best friend Javier (I call him Jav) went back to his homeland of Caracas, Venezuela in South America with his parents for a two-month visit. I had known for over a year that this was going to happen, but when he left, I felt so sad and almost cried. I was having the most...
Aiden and I were twenty-two. Fast friends since we were sixteen. We'd grown up during the last days of the millenium. Over the years our friendship had been galvanized by differences we'd had, and had overcome. There were times when I dared to think it. I loved him--as a friend with my head, as a comrade with my heart, but also in a different way.... It w...
I'm so grateful to all the readers who have reached out and become friends. For those of you who haven't reached out yet, go ahead. I try to answer each note individually. I poured a lot of myself, hard work, sweat, and tears into this story. I hope you find it one of your favorites. Enjoy! MJ MONTANA Part 3 Chapter 9 That night at 11:30 when I knock...
Brad and Kevin spent until Thanksgiving barely speaking. The night after midterms was a distant memory and the tension between the two of them was so thick you could cut it with a knife. Brad kept wondering what he had done wrong and Kevin was so scared of being hurt he had withdrawn himself from everyone, including Brad. Most people went home for Thanksgivi...
I hate camping; I think that it is the stupidest thing ever. Why would people want to go out into the wilderness and with no bathroom, no shower, and no electricity? But despite that my Dad would insist once a year that he and I went out to this obscure little clearing in the woods which wasn't even a real campsite. We would go out pitch a tent; eat fish tha...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** All characters are 18+ *** Life was better in the summer. My body felt and moved differently. The air and sun pressed firmly on my shoulders, relaxing me, where winter had me hunching over, finding my own body warmth. And summer meant worrying about absolutely nothing. This mea...
I was on my fishing boat, working the coves of my favorite lake all afternoon on this warm summer day, with limited success I might add. I spotted him just as I was coming around a bend. He was all alone tanning on the white sand beach, a healthy and stout looking young man with blonde hair, his body was smooth with a swimmers build. I was surprised to see t...