For Gracie's Daddy * * * * * * Philip had been a part of our household for almost a week. My uncle, Will, Philip and I were having our breakfast in the bedroom on trays that Will and Philip had thoughtfully provided. "I had meant to tell you earlier but it somehow slipped my mind," my uncle said, "that I need to be away most of the day on business. The al...
© Copyright jvaughn, 2013. All rights reserved. Copyright violators will be prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law. Chapter Six Guy pounded down the steps and burst out of the apartment building onto the street. Not slowing down, he sprinted to his vehicle which was parked a block away. Finding his key fob in his pocket, he had the doors sliding up be...
This story is the expression of a fantasy that I've had for a long time. It is partly autobiographical, in that I took some incidents and events from my own life and used them. But I've never had an actual homosexual experience or been involved in a gay relationship. Therefore, the story is pure fantasy—my idealized version of what it might be like to have a...
Well readers, finally here is the next installment. I want to thank everyone who has stuck with me this far and hopefully will continue to do so. I'm sorry it has taken so long but it is getting harder to come up with people to put with our sex craved trucker. I'm hoping it won't take yet another year to get more out, but I honestly don't know. If you have a...
The elderly cook gave a soft smile as she watched the lithe, blond whirlwind check and re-check all was in order for their guests. Rheumy gray eyes admired the willowy frame, golden tresses, almost restrained in a ponytail, that fell like a silk curtain when free and the intelligent blue eyes that sometimes seemed to be silver in certain light. Perfect pink...
This is an update on "We Met In Kindergarten." WMIK ended as Jeffrey was about to marry someone else. Inspired by Troye Sivan's beautiful but haunting video, I thought the nap buddies should wind up together. They had loved each other for too long to wind up with others. ***** Part One My mom walked me to my first day of kindergarten at Powell Gardens Ele...
Please forgive me for the unbelievable time elapsed since my last chapter. Life got complicated, as it does. Thank you for reading. Your comments, both in praise & in criticism, have been very motivating. I look forward to writing for y'all again soon. -- Leon xx ***** Julian "My experience with the stigma against hospice has surprised me. Many...
Author's Foreword. For all the fans and readers who have asked for part two, here it is.....finally! Thank you all for following Kenny's saga, and your interest in my stories. And this IS a STORY, containing characters with emotions and feelings. If you only want to read the sex, there isn't any at the start, - so you might as well skip forward............
Part One I met Teddy Azinger - "Zinger" to almost everyone who knew him - the first day of my freshman year in high school. Zinger was the BMOC from get go. He looked older than the rest of us, and he had the bluest eyes any of us had ever seen. They were shockingly, almost frighteningly, blue. If I had not known differently, I'd have thought they were fake...
******** "Ethan stooop, that tickles," Thomas giggled and squirmed trying to pull his foot away from Jonathan's grasp. It was the morning after their passionate official rekindling and immediately after bringing Thomas breakfast in bed Jonathan went ahead and ran a bath for the both of them. From the moment Thomas woke up he found himself smiling from ear t...