As soon as we stepped on stage, the whole show was a real rollercoaster ride of emotions. It was brilliant. We knew we had something to prove. People in the audience knew it too. We were so full of adrenaline, so supercharged that I think people could instantly feel it and from the first note, they were totally into it and already dancing and singing along,...
This is the second part of 'The Edinburgh Festival' story and follows on seamlessly. I have arrived home from work to find a package from FedEx waiting for me. **************** I stood on my neighbour's doorstep, clutching the FedEx package. It can only be from Alec, I don't know anyone else in America. I sniffed the package, wondering if I could detect h...
"I can understand you wanting to get away to complete the problem scenes in the second act, but to such a remote place? Do they even have cell service in—what did you say its name was—Oyster, Virginia? It sounds like a dump. Or a pile of rubbish. I have visions of an oyster shell pile on a deserted scrub beach. Everything washed out in soft, weak pastels; ev...
The day had finally come. I'd soon be moving into my newly refurbished house, according to the contractor, Mr. Gorton. Well, hopefully it really would be done this time. Mr. Gorton or Marty the malefactor as I sometime referred to him, had promised that everything was finished and done exactly according to my specifications. According to him, all that was le...
Part two of what looks like will be five or six total posted here. This story was originally written as a serial on my blog, and I've compressed numerous chapters into this particular installment. While you read it, please keep in mind that it was originally meant to be read either in bite-sized chunks or in one fell swoop, but with over 90k words I couldn't...
Hey there fellow Litsters! This is my first (and probably last) attempt at Gay Male. The inception of the story happened when a female author friend of mine (who adores this category) placed a bet with me that a straight guy (namely me) cannot write a Gay story. Here is my attempt at proving her wrong. I look forward to your comments and feedback here. It...
Book III. David's third year at college [Books I and II should be read first. Those readers who are familiar with gay history will be aware that the era in which this story takes place was one in which the dangers of AIDS had not been realized. So you will realize that we were rather farseeing in our use of condoms. In fact to some extent, our use of condom...
They spent the morning packing and getting ready to check out. This was the last morning of the convention and the vendor room was closing at 11am. They had room service send up breakfast and sat quietly together for a few minutes, enjoying each other's company as they ate. Both men felt it deep inside. Last night had taken their relationship to a new leve...
Author's Note: Happy Holidays! A Christmas story for my readers! This story is very, very lightly inspired by yaoi. And when I say lightly, I mean I have not taken the time to read up on yaoi to determine what it's really all about. In fact, the most research I've done on yaoi is reading Jet Mykles Heaven Sent series which I've read on message boards some...
"Anyone can catch your eye, but it takes someone special to catch your heart." ~Author Unknown. * Jerret took a sip of his soda before he set it down. His fingers slid idly over the condensation on the glass as he stared around the restaurant at all of the happy couples. He was seated at a small table in the back, which was obviously not a prime date locat...