The phone rang. It was midnight. I knew it was Joel. The dreams of his absence were over. This was the reality of hearing that voice I had held silently in my throat all these years to hear. I picked up the receiver. Joel said, "It's St. Nicks and it's raining." I told him not to be a puppet again. Not to be a marionette. To stop being sad. To stop hiding...
I expected to read a straight-forward note from Daniel about the when and where of our next meeting as I ripped open the note he had left for me after our last weekend of torrent sex. Plus a possible explanation for why he had called my construction-job boss. What I found was something much different; something I could not have imagined; something that would...
*Revised this slightly from the first posting* ----------------- For the past five years, my Dad and I have been on our own. When my Mom died in a car accident when I was thirteen she seemed to take all the great things about our family with her. I remember the fun my Dad and I used to have together. We were always talking, laughing, and going to baseball...
"Ted," I said, calling up to the chauffeur. Find a private spot and pull over and come back here. I could feel Jimmy flinch, but I also could feel him willing himself to control his breath and his fear. Ted pulled over quickly and muscled his way into the back seat. I told him to strip, which he did on the spot, and then I told him to join me in fucking Jim...
People often ask me where I get my ideas from. I'm a romance novelist. Yep, I write those cheap and tawdry little paperbacks that fly off the shelves at the supermarket or the book store for $7.95 a pop; my books fill the afternoons -- and the shopping carts -- of America's housewives, fueling afternoon fantasies that their husbands can never fulfill. Oops....
Comments, critiques and tips are welcome. Chris Donovan vs. Shane Lewis Dedicated to Madisonkai (there's your clean ghost!) *** 'Fucking pull yourself together.' Shane Lewis screamed at himself silently. He couldn't believe his hands were actually shaking. As if that wasn't enough, his palms felt sweaty, he had a queasy feeling in his stomach, and he'...
Thomas and Niko in the City of Trees - Chapter 3 So it's a couple hours later and I'm just sitting there on Lexie's bed, and she's kind of pulling on my arm a little, which is usually a sign that she wants some more attention from me, and all I can think about is how this whole thing with Thomas will go down. Like, will he calm down about the whole stupid...
It was a sunny Saturday in early spring—a day when Rick and I just had to get away from the routine. We drove to one of our favorite hiking spots, a remote area in the hills where we could relax and breathe again. The place was heavily wooded, with two or three small lakes and lots of great trails to explore. We parked the car, grabbed our lunches and backpa...
**********AUTHOR'S NOTES********** Since I failed to warn about the Hetero sex in the last chapter I figured I would move my Author's notes to the top rather than the bottom, to give adequate warning for any specifically non-gay male category elements. n this chapter there will be slight Het sex but no real detail on it. There will also be some non-consent...
Straight Brian and gay Mark continue their evening from Part 3 "Mind if I hang for a while?" he asked. "Nah, absolutely. Unless you need to go home and take care of this," I joked, grabbing and shaking the bulge in Mark's shorts. He looked surprised, but I needed to smooth tensions after my stupid freak-out. I threw on my sweats and suggested we get some p...